Twins

Two souls alike and poles apart,
One with each other, like strings of a 'tar
Making the music of laughter and tears
Making of dreams and of toasts and cheers

And they'd argue and reason with the voices around
When nothing else worked, just put their foot down
Seemed the lunacy was finally done clearing
It was all cloudless and clean... and pure as dawn

And then one lost and the other found
All rantings had been to shapes in the clouds
And she looked around, there were no cheers
It was all silent, they just weren't there...



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Reality in ink....

every second is eternity..
every moment forever...
Every life endless and every dream ... true....






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She wonders.. what the tears are for...when one dies..

Maybe the tears are not for the memories that will not be built...
but for the memories that will fade away....
For the days when she will look back...and see a haze.. a fog...
unrecognizable.. unfamiliar...warm...hollow...real...

You cry for what you will one day forget....

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Only once....

There is no rebirth, only a sad excuse for hope.
You live only once, here and now.
Seek pain, redeem yourself.
Cling to, let go.
Make a world full of promises and break them all.
Promise to self.. never again..

Go through it all, just so it ends....


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Either.. Or... And..

Wondered why grey is thought ugly ? Objective is valued way more than subjective.

And why Binary is always fashionable. Always.

When you cant understand the way the way it is, you cant accept it in its entirety.

You may like it, admire it, yearn for it though. You might even want to be it, in some deep dark corner of your being.

But in reality there is place for either black or white.

Nothing else ever belongs..

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“And when your sorrow is comforted you will be content that you have known me. You will always be my friend. You will want to laugh with me. And you will sometimes open your window, so, for that pleasure . . . And your friends will be properly astonished to see you laughing as you look up at the sky! Then you will say to them, 'Yes, the stars always make me laugh!' And they will think you are crazy. It will be a very shabby trick that I shall have played on you...”

The fox & the snake....

Where are the people?" resumed the little prince at last.

"It's a little lonely in the desert..."

"It is lonely when you're among people, too," said the snake.

“I shall look at you out of the corner of my eye, and you will say nothing. Words are the source of misunderstandings."

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