Reflections

Author: bondgal_rulz / Labels: , ,

Afraid of the light.

Tired of the noises.
Uneasy in crowds.
Devoid of desires.
Indifferent to emotions.
Disconnected from the world, its people, self.

Who is this that I see in the mirror?
A reflection it seems to be of me,
Why can I not then recognize myself?


Dreamstruck!

Author: bondgal_rulz / Labels: ,



The green of the trees and the blue of the sky is how my kids will learn colors
The slopes of the hills will make for their trigonometry lessons

The clouds in their hands will teach them precipitation

And the breeze in their hair will familiarize them with speed

Gravity will be understood by trips to the waterfall

Chirping birds will give them their first lesson in melody..

Times...they are a changing

Author: bondgal_rulz / Labels: , , ,

Her dad being painstakingly punctual, punctuality had been ingrained in the little girl too.


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Blinded by lights, the painter tried to shade her eyes, revealing a nude arm. The photographer, curious, stated questioningly "You never wear a watch.?"

"I don't like to be bound by the shackles of time," said she, with a half-smile.

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