Sway

(While you read, play this)

It echoed in my ears
that tune, that lovable marriage
between instruments
It slowly took a hold of my thoughts

That tune approached my naive
ideas, with confidence
not giving any chances of rejection
my ideas, love-struck
weightlessly, fell into its arms

The music, so magical
carried them, with passion
it swayed them, it twirled them
yet with fixated eyes
it kept the contact, it kept
the instant love, flaming

With every drum beat
that strong tune, would stomp
and my ideas skip a beat
Yes, they were in love with
that music, that strong powerful
accumulation of sound

Suddenly, an abrupt halt  (1:04)
caused my ideas to wonder
where has that music gone,
those who would carry them
to a surreal place, of fantasy
that music that would
guide their every step

Then it resumed, that beautiful figure (1:04)
haloed by those vibrating sounds
That music, with every climaxed beat
got closer, my neurons were firing
at the mere sight of it.

Full embrace, music again took the lead
my thoughts willingly submissive
shadowed every move,
They swayed through all corners of my mind
saluting dormant ideas, kissing nostalgic thoughts
and awakening new born ones

They, entwined,
danced,
My thoughts had a heart
My thoughts dove deeply
in love with the dance
that this music
guided!

Sway

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DOZED

He brushed her spine
with the sharp blade of his knife
tingling her spine
awakening her goosebumps

That feeling, that simple
barely touching sense
has the power to ignite
and ripple waves of “Ahh’s”
across her body

Security, it engulfed her
it complimented the feeling of trust
She had, in her heart for him
Her thoughts wandered
away from the body that harnessed them
away from the scuffled sheets
that colored her bed

They flew from her dusty window sills
They soared across the dirty building rooftops
They danced with the October breezes
in full glee of being free

They flew, across the great blue
They had so much energy, they could
if they wanted reach the moon

They flew, with the birds,
They traveled to discover
the colors of a different city

They flew, far and beyond
to get high on the scents
of an exotic land

They flew without looking back
to feel the beauty of the world’s
citizens

They flew away from the dimmed lit room
they flew to find pulchritude
and fall in love

They flew, wildly
to dance with the night stars
to the music of tribe

They flew, weightlessly and carelessly
to taste the most toxic of drinks
to indulge in the trips that followed

All of a sudden,
Gravity felt stronger
The weightlessness of these thoughts
were pulled by some magnetic force
all the way back
to that dusty window sill

She awoke from her “doze”
Looked at the lover by her side
no remorse, no heartbeat

She got up, got dressed
lit her cigarette
and left
she had her thoughts’ wanderings
to accomplish.

thoughts

OUT OF BODY EXPERIENCE

What if ..

Those times when all is calm
Yet the rumbling of those thoughts can cause a storm
Uncontrollable and silent
Yet in your head they are loud and oh so transient

Those swarming thoughts toss questions here and there
Questions of how did this happen and why
but the most powerful of all is the “WHAT IF”.

What if things didn’t go as planned?
What if decisions where changed?
What if feelings were real, were fake?
What if it was at the wrong place, right time vice versa?

This 2 worded phrase can cause a lifetime flip
Even if you remove one word, it might even cause a conditional slip.
But the real deal comes into play now..
Entwine your WHAT IF’s with their perspective future.

What if things went as planned.. would you endure the consequences?
What if decisions were changed.. would you have been content then?
What if feelings were real /were fake.. would you have known either way eventually at a level that would have been decent?
What if it was at the wrong place, right time vice versa.. WHAT IF not?

Some say go and get what you want 
Others preach that everything happens for a reason 

Let’s dissect the former statement, you go after what you want, but let’s say that the other party sits there, scratches its balls and gets used to the fact that you are and will always be a go-getter.. OK THAT’S FUCKED UP!
Or you’re going after what you want, then a bump in the road instead of being a minor one flips the fuck out of you and puts you in a comma and the other party, just shows up looks at you ” oh she’s fine” instead of flipping the world over for you.
So weigh your mind, if you’re a GO-GETTER make sure the GO-GETTEE be fucking worth it.

Let’s dissect the latter
Think about it, you didn’t get that job, because you probably wouldn’t have enjoyed it, but eventually you ended up with something that was quite worth the wait.
You didn’t commence with your plans because it wasn’t written for you to, or else no power on earth can change that – unless some magic or aliens get involved.
So those red flags that you ignored along the way, well just give them their justice, they are there for a fucking reason, and you should be smart enough to read them before shit hits the fan.

So whatever the path you take, your what if’s will always accompany you, just make sure the answers that follow are as clear as a fresh tattoo!

Over and out!

ONE ROOT, DIFFERENT PATHS. Wake them Wisely!

ONE ROOT, DIFFERENT PATHS.
Wake them Wisely!

A drink called “Reality”

You thought you had it all planned, didn’t you? You are the type of person who plans the day from the moment you wake up, you recite your work tasks while you’re brushing your teeth, decide on when you can escape work to lunch with friends, them call them up and plan a mini- soiree just to avoid having what you call “dead time”.  You have done this for quite sometime, you’re a pro and you like it. You have got the right job, you own it, you’re good at what you do and people know this about you – ego boost right? You have your own circle of friends whom you confide in, drink buzz with – even though they might hate it- you trust and are always a phone call away.

You have it all, the job, the lover the friends, the social life, the extra cash from freelance and there’s nothing that will wipe that content smile off your face.
Life pauses, looks at you, and says ” hmm she’s got it all, or so she thinks,  wait a minute”. Then Life goes on concocting a reality mix  that will slap you so hard, like that lost shot of tequila that you shouldn’t have had!

Suddenly, you wake up with the biggest hang over, blurry thoughts, dry throat with a memory of a goldfish. You wake up, it’s day time, the scent of your past is lurking in your clothes and hair like the ever sticking smell of cigarettes. Your gut, it’s hurting from an over dose of reality, you’re nauseous, you’re hungry and you’re at a loss for words of how to describe this feeling.

You reached a point, where looking back is not even a given, no plans for the future, since your previous blueprint was puked on by who else- YOU!
You are hungover on life, decisions were made and your mental state is doughy! You’re weak, yet strong, you’re confused yet determined but at the end you’re just a MESS! A nice mess maybe, but we all know messy things aren’t visually pleasing- unless you bask in your mess, that’s a different story!
So, morning, hungover, mess, blurry thoughts “WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED?”

As your sober thoughts start creeping in you get a hold of reality, you are alone, your lover disappeared, your past seems like a watered down cocktail, fading colors, fading taste and even the ice cubes that chilled it, melted away.

NOW WHAT?
You gather your loose limbs, get your strength, get up, open the curtains and look outside.. see that, that world out there- it’s still here and you, well pinch yourself, you’re still here. It’s at your disposal, it’s your lover, it’s your mistress, it’s your friend- the world is full of various experiences that help you discover who you truly are!
The world can love you back, when you do- the world can be your imaginary lover, the one who cares for you, feels with you and actually WANTS you to love it.
The world can be the biggest bitch- no matter what, these things are bound to happen and as cheesy as it sounds- all happen for a reason. (I personally didn’t even get a good reason for all the fuck-ups I passed through, but yet some people say patience is a virtue others say, you know it will happen when you least expect it).
The world can also seduce you into taking decisions and doing things that are pleasurable yet morally wrong. These don’t pertain to one specific aspect, yet each person can mold this statement into something that suits him/her. You are blinded by the lusty feeling, you are not in love, you are seduced, bewitched, yet you just can’t grasp that part of the world- for everyone knows love affairs are pleasurable and brief and someone is bound to get hurt- yet AT THAT MOMENT you don’t want to foresee you want to just BE!

You can never get enough, another time life gives you one of its cocktails, you will light a cigarette, take that first “tasting” sip and confidently enjoy it!

Light it up hunny!

Light it up honey! 

This is dedicated to those who looked back at life when shut down, laughed and said “try again bitch”.

 

 

One of those days..

You left home and thought you grew
You met so many people and around the world you flew

You laughed with some and dined with others
You worked so hard and and sometimes you were even saddened

You loved many with all your heart and hugged a few
You felt for some and others didn’t really deserve a bit of you

At some point, after the world you rotated
The paths guide you back
Back home, the basis of comfort and fortress of emotions

You sit and cuddle in your own space
With the sun rays your fingers shadow dance
You close your eyes and bask under the glory of you
Comfort fills you from head to toe, like a cigarette in the morning dew
Inner strength surfaces weightlessly like lilly in a sleeping pond

With no one around to judge you, you see clearly
You feel differently and happily you giggle,
Alone indeed, there is no greater power than the adventure you go on with your thoughts
No restrictions, no laws, no wrongs and no rights
Just thoughts woven colorfully making a quilt of illusions whose creator is YOU!
It is hot, I am on the balcony, it’s breezy and I let my thoughts dance with me
Let my thoughts BE on one of those days!

Woman in bed sheets!

Woman in bed sheets!