Idealism glares me down
silence engulfs you now…
poison
strangulation
suffocation
are the curtian risings
of the show
enemies of every form
are seated for your demise
watch as all your hegemony
becomes ours
my hands have too often
been comprimises for your will
marks of my fingertips
around your neck
I am giving you everything back
that you have given me
knives at the main course
a slash or stab
for everytime
time that you have wronged
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“If the ocean doesn’t worry about being too deep, why should you? Darling, be deep.”
— 15-word poem
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Happy Global Recycling Day!
RECYCLE YOUR THINGS INTO ART
Magazines: Magazines are difficult recycle compared to the other usual thicker and less glossy papers. However they have a many aesthetic and artistic photographs and art which can be used for scrapbooking. Here are some examples of how I turned old magazines into art.
Newspaper: Unlike magazines newspapers don’t have as much creative variety however if used properly they can be a great addition and very effective to your scrapbooking.
Gift wrapping material: Usually wrapping paper is not sustainable because of non-paper additives, yet they can be a great resource for scrapbooking. Furthermore the bows and strings used for wrapping presents are also a great material that can be used for scrapbooking.
Other reusable materials:
• Damaged Polaroid
• Masking tape
• Paper towels
• Sticky notes
• Tea bags
• Cotton
• Cloth
• Scraps
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If stars could feel,
imagine how empty
their existence would be,
celestial whispers
isolated by vast distances
from every other entity
in the universe
that closely resembles them.
Bound to the whole
but alone,
in a disconnected cosmos
of intimate smithereens.
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Rhymingtherapy - February 2019 (my photo)
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Day 6 of #SammyReadsJune16 | #BookAndCandle
I recommend this book for everyone
Poem: Into Your Waters
There is something about the ocean
Something about its deep blue
Something about the way it dances
And how it reminds me of you
The rising of the tides
The billowing of the waves
A wounded masterpiece
That I crave
Tell me why do you hide
The world that is flourishing
Beneath you
Your raging surface is so beautiful
I can only imagine to imagine
With every inch
Of my mind
What glorious wonders
You have buried in yourself
What glorious wonders
There are underneath
Tell me please
If I must be cautious
Tell me please
If I will not be able to handle
The shortness of breath
In my lungs
If I ever choose to
Plunge myself in
Into your waters
Journal: Into Your Waters