Is this life?

Instead of holding hands,
we're holding drinks.
Instead of looking to the eyes,
we look at screens.

Anomie
is troubling me.
Anomie,
what will it be?

When the great dream
that you deem
to be true and real
fails you
and you collapse
thinking life is but
surreal.

When you're so close
but so far
to being happy
and content

without having to pretend
that you're alright.

When you can't accept
your loving image
through others' eyes-
you deny beauty
and love
like the advert of Dove.

When you know
your intuition says go
but you stop to think
about your dream
that you deem-
meanwhile stolen by someone
who sleeps better at night.

Renaissance Hearts

I'm honestly not feeling

these interactions.

Tired and not bothered 

to perceive their actions

Thinking why should I bother?
Or how should I do?
Then thinking 'go with the flow'
and your thoughts shall too.

Over-thinking situations

and life itself; over-thought

Trapped in troubled thinking

when they thought you won't

Why do people feel this way,

and why don't they talk?

If you like me tell me

if you don't, just walk

What are your expectations,

or do you not have any?

Let's become renaissance hearts

and not just two of many.

Positive vibration yeah: reflective quotation

I take the time

to give

to help

to care

for others.

 

I take more time

to think

to dream

to worry

for others

 

I take some time

to joke

to play

to get

to others.

 

But I take no time

to give

to help

to care

to think

to dream

to worry

to joke

to play

to get

to myself.

Narration:

She returns to the desk. The drop-in desk; available for students who are seeking employability advice. It's not that busy today so she checks her emails. Wonders whether she'll get her essay done in time- so- by tomorrow morning.

She doubts it but it looks like a challenge she would like to overcome. Otherwise, she'll just give it in on Monday. No biggie... Besides, the lecturers said, 'nobody ever fails the masters degree'. She wonders if she'll be the exception... again.

Suddenly, she thinks of her dear friend Serg and remembers he hasn't replied to yesterday's email. APANAGIA MOU, EPEXANEN ALOPOS, she thinks to herself. And then decides to compose an email for him, hoping he's still alive and lively; as he would be if he ever won a game of Scrabble against me.

*against her.

Ifff

If you can hold your breath

for more than one minute

If you can swim

to the deep and back

If you can sing

using one syllable

If you can get drunk

by having juice

If you can accept

more than you deny

Yours will be the love

my child 

When was the last time?

Music here->  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iJ64YBkqtPw

Thoughts here-> Random happiness that hits you at 00:53 on your way home, walking in the cold

Roads are empty all the better for the groovy walk

'He said to be careful of thieves in the night'

Step-jump, step. Double step, jump. Right. Hands, butterflies- rainbows, step, trips, ouch, continues

I look around, nobody's watching and I smile to the rain wishing he won't tell. Wishing others were there sharing the joy that hit me while this song came on the radio.Its beat and rhythm reminded me of the time I used to listen to it and perform ninja techniques as part of my contemporary dance.

When was the last time you wore a funky, groovy print as part of your 'normal' outfit?

When was the last time you went on a trampoline?

When was the last time you laughed so hard you couldn't hear others' laughters?

When was the last time you missed someone you've just said goodbye to?

When was the last time you pulled and pushed someone to show your excitement?

When was the last time you felt your soul jumping up and down around while your body followed?

It's been a while! 

Randong Londay

Some

Times

Friendship

Needs

No 

Explanation