Forwarded from Divine pen (PoetiKal)
I watched him die and
finally believed he was mortal
finally believed he was mortal
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Space is completely silent, sound wave need a medium to travel through. Since there is no atmosphere in the vacuum of space, the realm between stars will always be eerily silent.
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Forwarded from C O S M O S (H41L3Y35U5)
Forwarded from C O S M O S (H41L3Y35U5)
Don't Forget!
Today and Tomorrow is the biggest full moon of 2020
And pink will occur for a few hours
Pink supermoon
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Today and Tomorrow is the biggest full moon of 2020
And pink will occur for a few hours
Pink supermoon
@Ethiocosmos
Sometimes I get this burning feeling in my heart to write. And it won’t go away until all
is felt.
I tell myself, “Not all there is within the heart, or the lump in the throat, or at the back of the mind is to be felt.”
But some song plays on…
“Wish that I could stay forever this young….not afraid to close my eyes….”
The song plays on with or without my heart in it…
“All this time I was finding myself….and I….didn’t know I was lost”
Some days demand to be felt more than others. These days won’t go away whether you try to tune’em out with a good feel music, or if you chew louder, or hold your breath while racing against the water that runs down your face.
These days demand to be written down, they demand to be sang, captured, and painted. And they won’t go away
until felt.
It won’t be easy.
These days take this ticking bomb of a mind down a memory lane...until all that’s been cornered is once again felt.
And the song plays on….with or without the in it
“Ten more days till it’s over…till the darkness goes…and I see the light”
These days would decide to come before your eyes all at once…and you’d remember…each
by name.
And each would demand to be felt.
All at once.
Does your heart have enough room for all the days your mind has locked away?
Guilt would drive your heart to write these days some poems…or…songs
And the world will call you a master of your craft…pain
And the song would play on ….with or without your heart in it…
“……broken arrows in the dark…..I see the hope in your eyes….”
Some memories demand to be felt, just when you feel like those moments are long gone to be remembered.
I have always said, Death is some event that keeps all kinds of life from happening at
once
But when these days come,
All life there has been…there is…and all life there will ever
be…would fall on your soul
And the song would play on….this time with your soul in it…the song will play on
“My soul is trying to cross an ocean…down on bended knee.”
Not only will you remember every moment you’ve locked behind compartments of your
subconscious
But you will feel each
You’d feel the birthday songs from when you were five
You’d hear the lullabies
You’d feel how warm those tears run down your cheek when you were seven
You’d remember how you got the scars on your feet
You’d remember walking for the first time
You’d remember running to your mother’s open arms
You’d remember when your heart first broke
When it healed so it would break again
You’d feel the first ache you hid
You’d feel the tears you hid well with smiles and giggles
You’d remember how tired you were when you made your bed after weeks
You’d feel every strand of the hair you cut
And every shade of dye
You’d remember every moment that led to a tattoo instead of a scar
You’d remember
Until you forget all of it again
Until the mind rushes these days back to holes
It would lock them behind those walls and throw the keys in these ocean of eyes
And the song would once again play on
Without the heart in it
“…..For a better day……”
All quoted songs by : Avicii
is felt.
I tell myself, “Not all there is within the heart, or the lump in the throat, or at the back of the mind is to be felt.”
But some song plays on…
“Wish that I could stay forever this young….not afraid to close my eyes….”
The song plays on with or without my heart in it…
“All this time I was finding myself….and I….didn’t know I was lost”
Some days demand to be felt more than others. These days won’t go away whether you try to tune’em out with a good feel music, or if you chew louder, or hold your breath while racing against the water that runs down your face.
These days demand to be written down, they demand to be sang, captured, and painted. And they won’t go away
until felt.
It won’t be easy.
These days take this ticking bomb of a mind down a memory lane...until all that’s been cornered is once again felt.
And the song plays on….with or without the in it
“Ten more days till it’s over…till the darkness goes…and I see the light”
These days would decide to come before your eyes all at once…and you’d remember…each
by name.
And each would demand to be felt.
All at once.
Does your heart have enough room for all the days your mind has locked away?
Guilt would drive your heart to write these days some poems…or…songs
And the world will call you a master of your craft…pain
And the song would play on ….with or without your heart in it…
“……broken arrows in the dark…..I see the hope in your eyes….”
Some memories demand to be felt, just when you feel like those moments are long gone to be remembered.
I have always said, Death is some event that keeps all kinds of life from happening at
once
But when these days come,
All life there has been…there is…and all life there will ever
be…would fall on your soul
And the song would play on….this time with your soul in it…the song will play on
“My soul is trying to cross an ocean…down on bended knee.”
Not only will you remember every moment you’ve locked behind compartments of your
subconscious
But you will feel each
You’d feel the birthday songs from when you were five
You’d hear the lullabies
You’d feel how warm those tears run down your cheek when you were seven
You’d remember how you got the scars on your feet
You’d remember walking for the first time
You’d remember running to your mother’s open arms
You’d remember when your heart first broke
When it healed so it would break again
You’d feel the first ache you hid
You’d feel the tears you hid well with smiles and giggles
You’d remember how tired you were when you made your bed after weeks
You’d feel every strand of the hair you cut
And every shade of dye
You’d remember every moment that led to a tattoo instead of a scar
You’d remember
Until you forget all of it again
Until the mind rushes these days back to holes
It would lock them behind those walls and throw the keys in these ocean of eyes
And the song would once again play on
Without the heart in it
“…..For a better day……”
All quoted songs by : Avicii
He's on top of the world,
Relatively.
He's still at rock bottom within himself.
Relatively.
He's still at rock bottom within himself.