I love music and most genres. but this topic is hip hop. I really don't like the generation we live in with the radio. Radios play horrible hip hop music. I prefer Underground hip hop.
I came back from California this morning realizing how beautiful it all looks from above. The madness is muted and the anger is absent. Earth looks to be in its natural state of balance and harmony, almost divine.
Let's not screw it up...
What do I feel?
A short note on what I'm feeling at the moment.
I have been under influence for about 48 hours now. My eyes tiny, barely responding to light.
My skin pale and cold.
What have I done?
I was suppose to study and now this.
I can't seem to control habits.
For the second time in my life I sort of feel dumb.
The last time it didn't end well.
I don't expect anything better.
While new addictions are forming, I have given up on my old addictions.
Instagram and Facebook you have served me well but permanently deleting you is the most complicated emotion I have ever had to deal with.
I have soo much going on in my head.
I think it's cloudy because of all the things I have done in past ...
I wonder how an app can make do much difference. Without letters I wonder how could I spill the ink of my pen to get the picture of my heart. Now every time when I out burst my feelings and then find some positive comments and I feel my anguish and my feelings speak lot more than me. Finally positive vibes replaced the negativity in me. Every comment and yeah every yellow heart which make me jump like a child who achieved all the success in one day:p
Now when am given a chance to come up with something for lettrs, I just can't find something better than expressing myself through words, they aren't mere words they are the alphabets I've collected all through my journey in lettrs.
And I... am feeling so small
It was over my head
I know nothing at all
And I... will stumble and fall
I'm still learning to love
Just starting to crawl
Say something, I'm Giving up on you
Say something, I'm Giving up on you...
It's a beautiful day because I still breathe the aroma of earth whilst many of the faces I saw till yesterday have slept under those grains of sands.
It's a beautiful day because I am able to walk out of my home fearless of any bullets coming fast to my chests. Fearless of those persecutions that many people around the world are tolerating for a reason unknown.
It's a beautiful day because, I am able to live my life, my choices, pursue my dreams whiles many of my friends are illicitly blocked by their husbands to do so.
It's a beautiful day because, I am eating my food, in whichever way I like whilst billions of people around me are starving and craving just for water.
It's a beautiful day b...
Thank you Drew,
The entire world is obliged to you for providing a magnificent platform to manifest one's talents. You succeeded in bringing forth different races under the same umbrella without any discrimination. I wish you success in every sphere of your life and endeavour.
On the wrong side of the rainbow
Where the twisters never come
Well, they've torn up all the yellow bricks
And they've sold them to Japan
And still the advertisers tell you
"Hey, there's no place like home"
I know we're not in Kansas
The sky's all coloured wrong
I know we're not in Kansas
The days are far too long
I sure don't understand this
That's what you're howling for
I know we're not in Kansas
Big Country - We're Not In Kansas
(Yes, Big Country did sing more than just "In a Big Country" - quite a LOT more actually...)
I'd not just want this moment or two,
But it's the forever that I seek in you,
Not loving you like the worldly sane,
But in ways you'd never be loved again!
Why do you continuesly keep demanding those things which are hypothetically difficult to achieve,
Why do you unnecessarily keep falling for the same human when you know somehow now or later it's gonna destroy us,
It retorted- I am a born rebellion I know the body I live in better than the beholder and it's soul every moment chants one thing
" Push yourself,
Dear lettrs Staff,
Thank you for all the birthday love. My main desire is to be one of the best poets you've ever known. I want to become an author soon. Until then I want to be Lettrs famous.
Dear letters Staff,
Thank you for welcoming me. I find this letter from you to be such a warm and friendly note. I thank you again and wish you success.
Everyday I wake up and it's Sunday
Whatever's on my head won't go away
The radio keeps playing all the usual
And what's a Wonderwall anyway?
Because the inside is outside
The outside's on the left side
And I'm writing to reach you, but
I might never reach you
Only want to teach you
But that's not you...
Travis - Writing to Reach You
Things I find enjoyable. (Part I)
- Winter. Scarf, hat, gloves, red face due to low temperature. See the steam coming out of the mouth. If there are mountains, much better. I miss mountains.
- Eating ice cream when I'm sad. Don't know why, I just eat and eat. An eating machine. Luckily, I have a tendency to lose weight.
- Buying a new dress and feel it fits me (doesn't happen often).
- Good conversations. Meeting people. Just not all the people. Only the people that I feel it's worth it, lol.
- Hugs. I always hug my close people. I guess sometimes it's annoying but I can't help it. It's difficult for me to show me demonstrative, but when I do, I do. Oh, I could probably hug a c...
"We find laughter within pillow forts
tiny feet stepping in tune stumbling along to an unknown chorus...
And it's beautiful
From gathering branches
To molding sand ;
Call it "sandcastles "
On the fringes;
Where the sea meets land
A scenic beauty;
(Though our masterpieces are kindly buried by the sea's charity)
that flourished into special homes;
Each one crazier than the last.
And that unique one that stuns you;
When sending them all to the trash
From the long walks to nowhere,
To standing by the Lost and Found;
looking for the other side to the pair,
The beauty found in daily experiences never truly fades
Even throughout the passing y...
Thanking you for creating Lettrs never seems enough.
The word used most, to describe Lettrs is "Home."
It's a home, when you're surrounded by open-minded, creative and accepting people.
It's a home, when you show up to Lettrs the first time and you're greeted as if you've always been there.
It's a home when you can leave for awhile and come back to open arms.
You created Lettrs for us to become indelible in our words. In doing so, you made a place we love too...a place where we can express ourselves.
I hope knowing what you've created...keeps the passion for Lettrs in your heart, the fire in your soul to never lose hope...and on those days when yo...