I love the freshness of a night
A road illuminated by the moonlight -
I need the emptiness of streets
Flicker of stars like a heartbeats -
I want to get away from all
The loneliness, like prison walls -
Dedicated to my friend. July 28, 1981 - May 22, 2017
It's been a while since I've been on this platform. There has been a lot going on in the world lately and I've been feeling moved to create more music. I saw another user was able to embed his soundcloud song so I figured I would give it a try. I'm at the point in my life where I'm making music for my own enjoyment (and hopefully a few others). It is more like therapy session for me. I'm hoping to create more in the future. Enjoy and please let me know what you think. Thanks in advance.
Joining in with @everlove’s INVITATION: Collaborative Art Journey...
P O W E R S P I R I T. My first piece for this collaboration is ‘Frozen Memories’. It is always an honor to work with @everlove, since our first collaborations together 7 months ago with Bird on a Wing.
Spinning those bottles
shaking the tins
taking care of the regulars
listening to their sins
Imbibing on laughter
while embracing nightfall
doling out shots
to another pub crawl
Playing the game
without breaking hearts
moving on quickly
before anything starts
Toasting the night
to crying in their beer
I love all you guys…
is the last thing I hear
Living the nightlife
accepting its terms
takes its toll over time
my liver confirms
Besides all the fun
times spent with good friends
you rarely see sun
except when your night ends
Through all of the frolicking
that cool vibe in the air
there's never a lack of
ugliness and despair
Moments you've witnessed
too personal to ignore
are only made possible
over one more...
Such blatant hum
See that guy over there? The one wearing his office attire. He’s tired. His shirt isn’t tugged in. He carries a heavy laptop. He thinks, “That guy is so lucky. He’s so rich.”
See that rich guy over there? The one driving the fancy sports car. His wallet contains a bunch of premium credit cards. He is going to the airport to fly first class to some exotic place alone. He thinks, “That guy is so lucky. He has a loving wife and kids.”
See that family guy over there? The one with his beautiful wife and kids. He is taking them to the zoo on a Sunday for some quality family time. He loves his wife and kids. He thinks, “That guy is so lucky. If only I was young again. I wouldn’t have to be so unhappy and I’d have stopped trying to please others.”
See that young guy over there? The one
So glad to have discovered the world of Steamit and thought by way of appreciation I'd take some time to introduce myself (add a tiny steemit poem) and generally explain my reasons for being here.
My name is Doug and I live in beautiful Devon,UK . After lurking for the last few days I’ve decided it’s time to jump both feet in and reveal myself to an unsuspecting steamit! Written this out a couple of times and each time I read it back it sounds more and more like a dating profile, not that I while away my hours reading dating profiles or anything (my wife wouldn’t approve) bu
The way to you is Warm
Spring's sunshine like drop by drop Flowing down
The way to you is Mellow
Sitting on the bench Where the monotonous tone Is calmly hearable
Like watching A small book of a poetical works
The way to you is Dazzling to the eye
Like a flock of birds Flying through The indigo sky Without any cloud
The way to you is Freshness’s extreme
Like a hill Of anonymous wildflowers On the green light grass Excited of the feast
The way to you is Not lonely But fluttering
Like when my heart would pound When I picture Your radiant face
The way to you I long for
Even when heading for
Breathing Eating Sleeping. We want to live life.
But it is not always easy to survive.
Pain Jealousy Isolation. Life hurts sometimes the heart.
But that is just one part.
We all have our inner warrior who will fight.
Until we can again see the light.
Stay strong. Don't give up. Don't run.
Open your heart and let in the sun.
Hurt Anger Loneliness. For a life full lived you can't hide.
Happiness Love Peace. Don't forget are always inside.
Pictures are from a photo shoot I did
South Africa has been hit by spate of women been raped and killed, which in my opinion sad, disgusting and needs to stop 😡😡😡😡😡.
I always believe a piture says a thousand words. Out of all the sad pictures of women being murdered and burned for no apparent reason, the message from these following images is deep and loud.
Real Men(not trash) #notinmyname
Being led on sucks
I know she doesn't mean to
I want her here
When all I see's blue
Her ignorant mind games
Gives my heart pains
She's so damn perfect
But is bein' led on worth it?
I need to sort this out
Before I start to doubt
She has a boyfriend right?
Why's she haunting my dreams at night
I need to fix this confusion
I know it's all an illusion
My mind need some seclusion
To think about my delusion
I'm starting to interpret
Her words incorrectly
It's only hurtin' me indirectly
I need a break
My final conclusion
I'll be there for her
For what reason
I'm not sure
After some time
She might even be mine
By Ethan Vetten
You and I Are a love connected Through a destiny-like love
Fell in love in first sight Confirmed each other Through a short romantic relationship A meant to be you have become with me
A person like that For me for my family The sighting of you giving effort
In the past or in the present Unchangingly taking care You, every time I see
Hot Tears Would cover my front
Meeting such an inferior me This much for the family……
You are my treasure For you are my lovely
You are my treasure For you are my lovely
For a long long time until our dark hairs
Yo time takes a toll, till ya spine brakes I dis-alined mine now mine aches, time to face ya fall, how many days to waste like they should know, how many pennys pay for a place to own? are you still livin in a basement though? it's amazing facein a slave, look at your master don't you hate him cold? roll Jay's made of gold, soul savior, save ya from satins hold, no hater, haters look-alikes no relation though, I walked with a note-book to write, chose scrapen notes, over a grade try to grade me yo,
After a bit of time away from Steemit, I'm back!!!
Thank you all for keeping the collaborative spirit alive and making this community stronger all across Steemit.
@andrew0, @aksinya, @allstarrunner, @aniestudio, @art21, @camilla, @catsmart, @comealong, @dreemit, @englishchivry, @em3di, @funkit, @giraffeonskates, @girlbeforemirror, @havok77
With a gentle touch of your
I think it's a beautiful day
with a gentle touch of your
After all, the best no
a world of happiness for the heat,
what kind of heart hugs,
With a gentle touch of yours,
I Wake up from a dream
which was a stranger
never thought about spring.
Flourished my thoughts
only by your touch
and flow my streams
the credo of having it.
Sea of dreams will become a Paradise
for bright feelings,
which native land
shining island in life.
From sadness, from suffering
immersed in the peace of his
unforgettable touch yours.
With a gentle touch of your
open doors to the world
where life is new fire
the soul will melt the ice.
I get off from winter,
the happiness of having you,
my sun of spring,
always dear and sacred.
백수였던 가장 친한 친구를 보내고 백수의 일상을 보냈다. 가야할 수업에 가지 않고 그냥 침대에 누워서 일상을 보냈다. 하루 종일 폰을 보거나 그냥 스팀에서 살았다. 친구들을 정말 어느때보다 많이 많났는데 그냥 외뤄웠다. 함께한다 해서 외로움이 해결되는게 아니었다. 친구들을 만나면 만날수록 더 외로워지는거 같았고 친구들이 많은 그 친구가 왜 자살로 갔는지 어떤 외로움이 그를 삼켰는지 느낄 수 있었다.. 말 그대로 죽은 친구 체험기였다. 외로움이 커지니까 글이 써지고 싶었고.. 이렇게 글 하나를 썻다..
외로움은 사람을 죽이지 못한다.
외로움이 그를 먹기 전에
우리가 알아주기만 한다면
Loneliness couldn't kill human
Before loneliness swallowed him
If we could recognize the trut
Mixed media: water-based paints, ink and collage on paper.
Your wish and my random nature,
The first love to float on the river chest.
You suddenly lose your color ;
The full moon comes again and again the two wake up in the night.
The kite flying away from my stick,
I shrugged the yarn with purple purple envelope.
Because your wishes are deposited there in the afternoon.
In the evening, the letter comes back in the name of more darkness ;
The last days of the year are more prominent.
I went out lonely and a handful of a few,
Then walk like a little motivated drunk.
But at the end of the futile application of whom ;
There is nothing new about the world's books,
Playing casualty is just a fall.
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