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Blogger & Writer

‘Impuissance,

door jojo alwaealy6 Reacties op ‘Impuissance,
‘Impuissance,

I’m spoken by thou lovely flower,

Miracle of thee wind behind the clouds, Flee with

Peace. “to my nemesis; I speak nor tongue about it”.

Under no presumptions I scream for thou skipping hour.

Impressed? I was not, to care? I shall not, to forgive? I forage!

Shimmering light wandering among your confession.

Seeking for thou guilty beauty, hidden and more fair; “As

Astounding thou petals were, I chose to not to be.”

Neglect by the possession, shall not be my impression.

Carry my light away, to the sky, for no limits reach my mind.

Envy, all careless shimmers of pride for I was blind!

Blogger & Writer

‘indurate,

door jojo alwaealy10 Reacties op ‘indurate,
‘indurate,

Share me a world with no pain.

Take me to a place hidden from human eye.

Dance with me to the beginning of no memory stain.

I’m embraced by thou waltzing grace.

Do you speak or slither around in my brain?

Hopeless in search while lost in translation.

“To be laconic;

Raising my heartbeat for thou beauty.

When I see you smile I see the define world, not demonic.

Without doubt,

without regret,

without ending emotions I feel harmonic.”

Blogger & Writer

‘Confession,

door jojo alwaealy4 Reacties op ‘Confession,
‘Confession,

Can I be honest? before asking for the who’s.

Out for defeat, knocked down and lost abuse.

Never have I prolonged more for breath of air,

For I have given my last hope for you to care.

Endless of shame and careless prayer, for you to stare.

Seeking for the truth, while lost in lies of defuse. Never felt

Safe while being confined, without an excuse.

I’m lost and helpless, seeking night of cries to lose.

Only to wander through confession; “to ask to speak!”

Now I will behave for your aggression!

Blogger & Writer

‘confute,

door jojo alwaealy2 Reacties op ‘confute,
‘confute,

To love and to care for I speak with my soul.

to thou grace and beauty;

“For I shall be whole.”

To wonder through my hearts keyhole.

To quote, to speak, to laugh;

“For I shall lose control.”

To a labyrinth of light.

To be lost in sight;

“For I shall rise through life at night.”

To walk down the alley

despite the dark fight;

“For I shall rewrite my story to be a knight”

Blogger & Writer

‘Elephant,

door jojo alwaealy4 Reacties op ‘Elephant,
‘Elephant,

They say time is relative and even the smallest element could impact the brain of an elephant. The moment when you light up a cigarette while holding a glass of whisky on the rocks, and decide to raise the bar for where ever you go and ever will be you will hear the clocks. Our presence is here and now, but even than we feel the future somehow. So, what is time if we even don’t know where we kiss. Is that even something that we will miss? And, did you ever have that feeling when time stopped; even just for a second? “there is no heaven, my dear peasant. That is what I reckon while holding a weapon”. And that is when my jaw just dropped. We are more likely to be confused about the things that we believe than about the things we grieve. We don’t just use art to verbalize our reality nor our real truth, but we also use it to expose our youth. so don’t let time be irrelevant. do you remember that elephant?

Blogger & Writer

‘the original outstanding blogger award!,

door jojo alwaealy48 Reacties op ‘the original outstanding blogger award!,
‘the original outstanding blogger award!,

I was nominated by Lotus Laura for The Original Outstanding Blogger Award!She is a passionate writer whom has been writing since childhood. No subject nor genre is too crazy for Laura

Rules:

  1. Provide the link to the creator’s original award post. (very important: see why in step 5)
  2. Answer the questions provided.
  3. Create 7 unique questions.
  4. Nominate 10 bloggers. Ensure that they are aware of their nomination. Neither the award’s creator, nor the blogger that nominated you, can be nominated.
  5. At the end of 2020, every blog that ping-backs the creator’s original post will be entered to win the 2020 Outstanding Blogger Award!

This award was created by Colton Beckwith.

Lotus Laura “little Adventures” Questions:

  1. Cats or dogs (or both)? I’m a Dog person! 
  2. What makes you unique? That’s a hard one. I think I would say; I’m always cheerful. 
  3. What’s your preferred method of transportation? depends where i’m going. for short distance i love to walk, lately I have been digging riding my bike as well. even for the long distance, but for the longer distance I like to take my motorcycle! 
  4. What’s your favorite zoo animal? cheetahs!
  5. What is the last book you read or are currently reading? I’m currently reading “Stephen King’s; The Institute”
  6. What time do you wake up in the morning? If I have to work 07:00 (am) and on my days off 08:00 (am)
  7. What’s your favorite genre of story? I would say Drama

My questions:

  1. What do you do in 5 Years?
  2. Reading or writing, what do you love more?
  3. Fiction or non-fiction? (or both)
  4. Your all time favorite book?
  5. Tv-shows or Movies?
  6. What’s your daily routine?
  7. Your guilty pleasure?

My nominees:

  1. LiaThePoet
  2. TheCreativeChic
  3. Paul horne
  4. Dessert Flower
  5. Lifesfinewhine
  6. Sui Generis
  7. Bella
  8. Fauxcroft
  9. AnIrrelevantGirl
  10. Suzette
Blogger & Writer

‘wanderlust,

door jojo alwaealy20 Reacties op ‘wanderlust,
‘wanderlust,

If nothing was able to kill your mood and you had the power to do whatever you execute, how dizzy would you be if you reached your altitude? As it wasn’t a man’s choice, nor woman, to misconstrue the devil’s food! through the way of life we have desired humans skin. Bare naked, all open and nude from the begin. We were free to think; no scenarios were written on our sin. As our eyes open all wide, we, the men, consumed our wanderlust. Our gift has been hidden like gold dust, until then we have to find our trust. “We age like rust.” Have you ever woken up in the morning and be longing for that bonding? It’s like life isn’t a reality, but more like a fantasy. We choose to ignore the facts, that we can’t handle our perspective acts. until we collapse we will keep on building our cracks.

Blogger & Writer

‘They,

door jojo alwaealy13 Reacties op ‘They,
‘They,

They say I am a stray;

Walking down the street two-way path crossing my way. You have been caring all the weight away. For I have been the fighter of my own battles nearing my screaming day. “Attention” that’s what I seek for my inner child’s play. With a knot in my heart, with love given to rise your soul, you have been granting my heart for you to mislay.

They say she is not like the rest;

All I Can say; “I have been gods bless” for shouting the truth out of my chest. To be all obsessed I was leaving my mind unrest, but I did express my heart for you to undress!

They… They… They…

for I am careless and free. Happiness is my power key and undecided crossed the sea.

Blogger & Writer

‘thorn,

door jojo alwaealy3 Reacties op ‘thorn,
‘thorn,

It was that lady who shared our simplicity in our eyes. At night we looked deep in the sky and saw what the world defined. She asked for the who’s, the where’s and the why’s, but in respond we only empathize. The aspiration has been hiding with her allies; “while moving counterclockwise and breaking that rose thorn while hypnotized”, she asked herself “had I reason otherwise?”. Though its impossible to imagine what we can do without the beauty at rise we hope that the flower never dies. So we search for the colour in between the lines and find that firefly not far away from paradise. She got separated from her soul first fight domination. Looking in the eyes of men while her eyes and lips spoke in flirtation. Ought to get the beauty of Venus with the strength of Athena; The power off will wil always have her salvation.

Blogger & Writer

‘lost,

door jojo alwaealy14 Reacties op ‘lost,
‘lost,

Take my hand and share me your thought.

On your chest my head rest uncaught. I was

Unaware from my mistakes. Don’t hold me down.

Cause; “You didn’t want me anymore around.”

How can I take thee soul with me to the end of time?

 

May I share our love, joy and tears? Or do

You only care about your fears?

 

Seeking for love through a black hole,

Owned by misery and no control. Take thee

Universe; “For I show you my light and darkness whole.”

Love is nothing more than a lost soul.