Showing posts with label stolen inspiration. Show all posts
Showing posts with label stolen inspiration. Show all posts

Wednesday, 18 May 2011

Spring Feelings

Wonderfully composed by my lovely Chantelle of Chai, Cinnamon & Couture...

dear chirping birds, they sing
as i devour delicate yellowing pages
of forgotten stories, french films and sweet
lattes of caramel, of chai, of gingerbread. . .
the occasional sighs of wind comb through,
and they bring aromas of earth and of
flowers; spring is exquisite,
it is truly, so very lovely
as are you, you
and you


Thursday, 22 July 2010

The Forgotten Star

You keep telling me to be glad for what we had while we had it.
That the brightest flame burns quickest.
Which means you saw us as a candle.

And I saw us as the sun.


So, there will be,
no explanation.
no follow up.
no reaction.

There will only be this moment,
because just like everything that's ever happened to anyone,
this too shall pass.

I found my hand slip in and out
of what I thought was your hands.
but apparently...
you weren't even holding my hand in the first place.

Tuesday, 13 July 2010

A Lonely Hunter

Everytime I close my eyes,
My heart sinks further down.
The moon has faded these nights.

I long for you every minute of my life.
I want more and more of you.
Like a hunter in the night,
I want to find you and make you mine.

Monday, 5 July 2010

On Hold.

Somehow I am lost for words, for you, me and us.
Days grow shorter and my patience longer.
And I crave a dark room and a candle to waste time in.

Will you come to me now?
Is the moment right and the time now?
Will I ask these questions until age has ravaged me?

For now I sit and I breathe what I can of you.
And I burn your face into my mind.


I am not yet taken, but waiting.
And my heart is on hold
-when you are ready.

Courtesy of Being Brazen.

Tuesday, 1 June 2010

Sensation

The great art of life is sensation,
to feel that we exist,
even in pain.

Thursday, 27 May 2010

Love in the Afternoon

You dont complete me.
You're not my happiness in a bottle.

You're just a contributing factor...
but in a crazy out of this world harry potter kind of way,
that's what makes you so wonderful.





And this feeling,
Its not of happiness, or of sadness.
Its not of anger or spite.
Its just like I'm floating through time and space.

And I don't have to be anyone, or think anything.
And it's kind of lovely.

Monday, 29 March 2010

I'm Back...

with lots and lots of changes.
inside, out.

Change is good.
Change is interesting.
Change is an excellent measurement of growth.


Triumph over evil.
Personal decisions to not be affected.
Locking a closed door.

Choosing to.
Being all you can be.

Moving ever forward.
Asking... receiving.

I'm not gonna connect all the dots... I'm just throwing it out to you.
Catch what fits.

Enjoy the show.
Do your dance.
Enjoy your life.

{http://bemorefancy.blogspot.com/}
Pictures via Anja Rubik

Saturday, 13 March 2010

Robot Meets Girl

A heart doesn't break,
by chance or change.
it happens by choice and decisions

and there is no sad songs,
or a have-to's ,
that makes you revelate in your doings
there's just silence,
and two ways to go.


and I just managed to pick the wrong one.



that my friends, is how a heart breaks.



I promise you, I'll make a smarter choice next time...
Like this one, maybe?


....

(This piece is, AGAIN, courtesy of Sanchez from we just don't know you yet.
I just love stealing her writing. Sorry, can't help it dearie.)

Saturday, 20 February 2010

It's very simple really...

A wonderful piece I found at one of my favorite blogs:
we just don't know you yet

How vain could you possibly be?
to be considered outstanding.
like a light.
like my star.

burning so brightly


that it hurts to even look at you.
and this feeling may be unrequited or it might just be returned,
but this uncertainty, makes me want to run, so very far away.
because I've been here before.
and all I got was a bruised heart,
and a need to let go.
to escape so urgently.

all I need is just the tinniest signal.
But everything you (don't) do.

just points to go.


So dear everybody,

Shut your mouths.

Don't make this something it isn't.
Don't get ahead of yourself.

because what if it never happens?

Most of you are asking what?
but I think all of you should really be asking why?



I wish you existed here.


I really wish we existed.

Monday, 25 January 2010

DID Situation?

(read: Damsel in Distress Situation)

Are you currently amidst this situation?
or have been huddling in it for some time?
Waiting for your prince charming to save the day?
Maybe, just maybe that's unnecessary...

This "stolen" piece from I'm Writing, You're Reading could be quite an enlightment. I find it delighting... Maybe you would too...

Your inner landscape.
Imagine it like an actual physical landscape.

And feelings you have..
those are just clouds, little puffs of nothing.
Small solitary objects that aren't connected to their surroundings.
They just float.

See them and name them.
Fear. Frustration. Aversion. Uncertainty.

Don't wish them away.

Let them be
the small solitary unconnected floating puffs
of nothing
that they can be.

Thursday, 14 January 2010

I prefer...

Have you ever been to a place,
but wished you were some place else?
Have you ever done something
but wished you were doing something else?
Have you ever been with someone
but secretly wished you could be with someone else?

How well do you know yourself, really?

This sweet piece I found at Miscellany of Moi could be a great start,
for a conversation with yourself...


I prefer a nice quiet hot bath at home,
it's better than being hurled around crowd places full of seedy people.

I prefer to read a novel with a genre which appeals to me,
it’s better than watching some reality TV programme where A - Z list casts are acting.

I prefer to work within a busy environment where cash is flowing,
it’s better than a fixed schedule around the same staff where progression is non-existent.

I prefer to snuggle on a sofa with my closest friends,
it's better than showing up at a hot event surrounded by A-list socialites of the town.

I prefer to attach myself with sincere, straightforward people,
it's better than filtered-truth hidden from you by so-called-friends.

I prefer to wear what I like and not be succumbed by the designer labels,
it’s better to be individual and where the unlikely event of wearing the same outfit as your mates will occur.

I prefer to be me,
it’s better.

Wednesday, 14 October 2009

Rain.

A wonderful piece from Apartment 513:

The rain has officially moved in.
The streets are soaked.
My wipers are on.
There is a permanent umbrella in my bag.
The bottom of my jeans are always wet.
I dont bother doing my hair.
Yep. The rain is here.

Sunday, 4 October 2009

Breakthrough:

Be daring,
Be different,
Be impractical,

Be anything that will assert integrity of purpose
and imaginative vision
against the play-it-safers,
the creatures of the commonplace,
the slaves of the ordinary.
-Cecil Beaton

I found the following entry on arianna belle site awhile back and like to re-read it every so often. I find it inspiring and motivating. Read on.

Mediocrity
can be defined by: if someone was to ask you “how are you?” you would reply “fine”. Mediocrity is doing an “ok job”, having a relationship that “works”, being just a “little” overweight, having a job that “pays the bills” etc.. Mediocrity is putting up with things the way they are with no firm plan to change the situation by a specific date. Mediocrity is following a predetermined and unfulfilling path. Most people live in a state of mediocrity. Mediocrity is as close to the bottom as it is the top.

Greatness is demanding the best of everything and doing what is required to get it. Greatness is demanding friends who demand the best. Demanding the best wife or husband and the best job and the best pay. Demanding the company you work for makes the best product and is uncompromising in its promise to the customer. Greatness is demanding the best out of one’s self.

Greatness means taking ownership of your life and operating out of what is possible not from a place of fear. Greatness is having faith that the world will unfold as you design it to be...


MEDIOCRITY
* Living a “FINE” life
* Just going with the motions of life – not “living” life
* Status Quo
* Following a predetermined path
* Following a “leader”
* Stagnant
* A vocabulary full of “I wish and I hope”, excuses and blame
* Worrying about what others think
* Not taking control of ones life
* Continually trying to look good
* Not loving every moment life
* Unhealthy Mind = Unhealthy Body


GREATNESS
* Leading a “great” life on a daily basis
* Creating your own path in this world
* Being a “leader”
* Unique individual
* Do not live your life concerned about how you look or what others think
* Live a life full of endless possibilities
* Open to failing and making mistakes
* Learning and new experiences
* Knowledge
* Continually moving forward
* Confident, strong and courageous
* Personal Responsibility – full ownership of one’s life
* Making a difference – being a contribution

Choose to be GREAT…
Choose to bring greatness into your life...
Choose to partake in “elevating the world from a place of mediocrity to a place of greatness!”

Wednesday, 19 August 2009

After a While...

I found this cool blog by Muse a while ago, and got captivated by this heart-touching piece. Love it so much, I can't help to repost it. I literally dropped a tear at first, then my eyes were swimming. I think I'm badly heart-broken and this writing gently soothed me...

After a while you learn the subtle difference
between holding a hand and chaining a soul.

You learn that love doesn't mean leaning,
and company doesn't mean security.
You begin to learn that kisses aren't contracts
And presents aren't promises.

You begin to accept your defeats
with your head up and your eyes open,
with the grace of a woman, not the grief of a child.

And you learn to build all your roads on today,
because tomorrow's ground is too uncertain for plans
and futures have a way of falling down in mid-flight.

After a while you learn that even sunshine burns if you get too much.
So you plant your own garden and decorate your own soul,
instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.

You learn that you really can endure,
that you really are strong.
and you really do have worth,

You learn and learn...
With every good bye you learn.

Picture via Design Scene