Living

Realization

Posted on by Kimberly

I have a tendency

To live life like a dream

I sprinkle the little things around me with sundust

So they sparkle.

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At times

They blind me and I get lost easily

Because my vision is spilled with light

And I blame myself for poetizing.

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But I say to myself…

Why all the screamin’, the hatin’, the cryin’?

You’re just being who you are.

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Perhaps I’m just that kind of person

I live my life while dreamin, dancin’

Singin’, imaginin’

And poemin’

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So…I tell myself

I shouldn’t so harsh on me.

I should…embrace this part of me

Because despite how hard I tried

It’s how I live and it’s how I love

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I should just remind myself from time to time

To dream cautiously and

Even if I fall

The dreams I held

Can still be beautiful.

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By Kim. T

Invasion

Posted on by Kimberly

Emptiness sounds its battle horns.

Things start to get lost.

Collateral damage.

A thin layer of warmth lingers on the edge of the chair.

May have been someone you have loved.

An unfinished message dries up on the ghetto walls.

The red paint bleeds into oblivion.

The wind ignores the corner of a street.

The wind never looks back.

The bird gulps back its sweet melody.

Rips its own stomach. No regrets.

The car honks; the road shuts its melancholy ears.

Rush hours. It can’t take it anymore.

Greyness, seeps deep down into a man’s pores.

Bleaches the soul with painless acid.

A heart gives up living, but keeps on beating.

At night, it dreams of a quietly fading world.

Babam. Babam.

Emptiness sounds its battle horns.

Babam. Babam. Babam.

Babam.
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By Kim T.

Shine

Posted on by Kimberly

I found out that

My feet, one after another

Could balance themselves on the thinnest wire

Suspended on skies

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When I breathed

The air tasted minty

A fresh cold current sparkling in my head

My brain might sneeze

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I was as big as the world

My fingers brushed the everlasting colours

I grabbed those iridescent dusts

Shaped them into a ball with my hand

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It shone like a mini sun

A sun which I held

A sun which I made

Glowing and responding to the songs of my heart

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Those musical notes danced across my skin

I gathered them into a plastic jar

Mixed them with true rainbows

Sealed them with a polka dot lid

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They bounced off the transparent walls

Like excited children, their souls afloat

I put the jar on my desk

And stared at them for hours

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Smiling

Which brought in a light from the window

I took down the curtains to let it in

Splash!

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Drenched

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In the shower of light

Smiling

Returning that light

With the light of my own

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By K.T.

The 10 Things That Make Life Worth Living

Posted on by Kimberly

Inspired to write a list by contemplativemoorings’s post. (CLick to Visit)

The 10 Things  that Make Life Worth Living

1. Realizing a dream

2. A Box of memories

3. Growing up but not growing old

4. The inky scent when you press your nose against a book’s pages

5. Falling into a deep sleep

6. The Presence of a piano

7. Joking with your parents

8.  Udon noodles

9. Poetizing

10. Getting closer to God

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For people who are reading this: cherish the little things in your life and make a list like this. Inspire others to do the same thing. Share.