No matter, years lost and years behind. The past is the past, impossible to take back, impossible to rewind. Time running through our fingers, like the finest sand, being licked away by the raging tides of the ocean. But for as long as life still grants us a new morning to enjoy, as long…… Continue reading The call…
Early morning. Not so early, you might say, but that would be because you live in a different time zone, and/or didn’t leave work at midnight yesterday. But the Winter winds woke me up, and I came to snuggle on the couch, and this haunting song got me humming, alone. I’m not quite awake…… Continue reading Cyranny’s Jukebox…
Hiding behind a painted smile, wondering… Letting days go by, and silently weighing in the pain. Is it really worthwhile? She doesn’t want to hear the answer, this voice within screaming words cutting deeper in her soul than the sharpest knives. Pretty dress, fancy shoes, perfect make up… Studied camouflage making her look like a…… Continue reading The End?
They can think whatever they want. They can judge me as much as they please… Ultimately, I am the only one holding the truth, all the truth and nothing but the truth about me. I built myself, I stumbled on the way… I leaned on amazing people to stand tall, and I had my…… Continue reading Unbreakable smile…
Always got picked last, at the school dances and in gym class… I didn’t care much, if things were as such… Until you waltzed in my life, sweet talker, bright smile. It hurt so bad that you’d not be mine, I didn’t even dared to stay in line… Long I will, for a…… Continue reading The pretty girls…
Early November teardrop pearls… If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u7K72X4eo_s
Au premier coup d’oeil, tes yeux ont paralysé les aiguilles de toutes mes horloges Entre tes bras, le temps n’existe plus. Et ta tendresse coule comme du miel dans ma gorge Reste là, cette nuit… Laisse-moi te convaincre, même imparfaite, laisse-toi tenter Violentes, sauvages mes amours brulantes… Tu me fais croire…… Continue reading Micro poésie du vendredi…
Right from the start you took control. Your game, your ground, your rules. I didn’t mind… I so wanted to be yours. All yours and yours only. On the dance floor you had picked me, like others pick a flower from a bush, taking me away, pulling me in the shadow, away from the spotlight…… Continue reading Rules…
So if you want to love me Then darlin’ don’t refrain Or I’ll just end up walkin’ In the cold November rain… Guns N’ Roses If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here.
Maybe I shouldn’t have contacted you, the first time I did… It wasn’t a question, and certainly not an affirmation. He left the thought linger in the air between them, the only thing that separated them at that moment. He knew the words would hurt her. She had a cotton candy heart, and a simple…… Continue reading Take me back…
Cyranny's Cove 