Yesmad // Nomad
Not knowing where // roots are // somewhere // out there // waiting // patiently // for the pause // an opportunity // to stop the madness // once and for all
December 2016
bipartisan
Either way…
*** silence
*** knocked
*** on my door
*** repeatedly
Take me to London…
*** ear plugs
*** ear plugs
*** thank God
*** for earplugs
Fog desired but optional…
*** proof not
*** required
*** postman Pat
*** most likely
Just fulfil my dreams…
*** Christmas brings
*** out my
*** worst
*** behavior…
Of silence, peace, pretty please.
midway
He stood at midway – recounting his
steps and the journey from birth to
adulthood. How everything changed
though all remained the same. The
silence and the shivers, weakened
knees quivering. A shadow of reflective
glass, a ghost beyond the future
past. A presence something stronger
seeking, a weakened man no longer
thinking. Reaching half of what was
expected, was that enough to call it
quits?
baubles
It was a little known fact that
Satan used to keep an elf
as a pet. Mainly for pleasure
but occasionally he let it
rip, once a year on Winter
solstice the Master unlocked
the cupboard and brought the
baubles out…
stop pretending
Why could you not
love me
like I
loved you
Our awakening each
morning to the sound
of bird chirp
We were same and
oh so different
I one and you
ad infinitum
Your purpose unclear
Mine oh so simple
To you I showed
myself
like a mirror
never-ending
but truth be told
I should
really stop
pretending
language barrier
Dessa ord är bara
mina, men utan full
förståelse kan du inte
min fråga besvara, bara
förvirring nu snurrar i
ditt tomma huvud. Vi
pratar inte samma språk,
du förstår
eller hur?
Prompted by a @maxmundan prompt: language barrier
Bleed
I’m not a racist or hater
I love every beautiful
woman I meet
I am the eye of
the beholder
I choose the beauty
perceived
Their consent not
required
my desire sufficient
the reason I
bleed
Kali
She was the last of the Seven
the one who stood tall
as snow fell slowly
her grace unfold
The sisters and
brothers no longer
on par
She was the last of the Seven
the ruler of Worlds
to spread among the stars (conversations with God pt. 1)
What purpose fills our lust
in the process of procreation?
Why constrain a simple task
to spread among the stars?
Two people meet in shadows
their longing not sufficient
to divide and conquer
there must be
lust
I wish Tumblr could add gradings to feedback
Not just ❤ but also option to say
YAY!
Awesome
Meh
Huh?
Ctrl Alt Delete
Power OffHow about that @staff ?
I received a gentle reminder which forced me to revise the status list…
Jaysome!
YAY!
Awesome
Meh
Huh?
Ctrl Alt Delete
Power Off