Tag: Words

  • (Bits of) Poetry: Three Points of Pressure

    Sadness strikes again, sometimes, always. I wrote these many weeks back, in the silence.

  • e:

    entelechy /ɛnˈtɛləki/

  • EatPoetry

    xxx

  • ;

    I have left? That bring joy? Worth living for? That bind and connect and survive? sometimes words are the only thing xxx You can get awesome high-resolution images from UNSPLASH and use them under Creative Commons Zero (no need for permission and no need for attribution). Isn’t that neat? Also, I’ve been using the mobile…

  • relevance

    Follow me on instagram ! xxx This has been a scheduled post.

  • south and east and going west

    south and east and going west and yes, i don’t need to make any sense xxx I was reading Bukowski earlier and picked out some quotes, like I decide that the only definition of Truth (which changes) is that it is that thing or act or belief which the crowd rejects. which recalls some fond…

  • v:

    ver·i·si·mil·i·tude

  • Botticelli’s women are always beautiful.

    I once knew a girl who had fair and glowing skin. She wasn’t like me; she looked nothing like me. Her delicate features sloped in blurred, unassuming lines. Welcoming. Peaceful. They commanded the eyes to follow. She had golden-brown hair, with the kind of curls you don’t expect to be smooth and soft to touch.…

  • Writing Desk

    To be quite honest, I’ve got nothing. That’s all there is on my writing desk: miscellaneous poetry and lyrics, essay seedlings for some contests here and there, an empty travel blogpost. (You know, I’ll only start working on my Bali 2015 blog post after I finish the video. So I can’t do that yet, because some people…