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take that cup, the china one, dusting inside the unlit cupboard. pour some notes of G and D, let your whisking fingers swirl, and swirl, in the key of C. see how the dancing strings strum this stew of melody. now let's sprinkle, sprinkle, the lettered honey dripping from the flower inside your chest, rest… Continue reading song soup
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V8vym4gtcEM Your love is a flood and I’m Caught in the current of Your living waters It’s Your love, it’s Your love Your presence is a flood And I’m caught in the wonder You have taken me over You have won my heart Citipointe Live, Into the Deep Have a blessed week, beautiful souls! I'll… Continue reading Music Monday: Into The Deep
Neurons and synapses used to grooving fast and relentless then comes the sudden screech, stop, brake. The drum's beating groove surrendered to the piano's gentle melancholy, a shift in melody, slowed down the catastrophe, for the first time the neurons learned how to pause and take a break. — P.S. The change in job is… Continue reading neurotic grooves
i wanna go where the mountains are high enough to echo my song song of the soul ceaselessly gearing up to be strong, strong enough to not always try to belong, belong to the world filled with hazy right and wrong, wrong or right, i just want to live as if life is not long,… Continue reading soul’s song
I was three when curiosity was born inside me. I remember the first thing I asked my mom was about the grand piano covered and silenced inside her room’s bathroom. I grew old asking why it’s hidden. She has offered me nothing but a teary smile, until today. With the same nostalgic yet melancholic look,… Continue reading The Bathroom Pianist
Rosema: After being MIA for the past week, I am back with dear Jade for Monday Morning Melts! 🙂 After the Christmas festivities, let me treat you with yet again another sweet sweet song. 🙂 I have written a fiction titled “Quite Like You” based on this song. When you read its lyrics, and when… Continue reading Monday Morning Melts #7
We are like north and south, light and dark, sweet and sour, moon and sun. Until our opposite worlds were united by love, a relationship was made, inside God's hands. A journey with rough patches, taught us acceptance and forgiveness. Through His words we're blessed to be here. After fervent prayers, our life together is… Continue reading Gift of Vow
Foolish. Naïve. Crazy. My friends have been engraving those words in my mind for months now since I told them about you. They asked, “How can you love someone you haven’t seen.” I smiled and answered, “How can I not?” They said loving you is like walking slowly towards a deadly cliff. Once I fall,… Continue reading Solitary Suicide
Rosema: Most of the time, love is expressed and felt through physical intimacy. Touch. Kisses. Hugs. But how about loving someone from afar? How about loving someone you haven’t seen yet? How about falling for someone’s soul residing in a body thousand miles away from you? Will it be a gamble worth committing? Will it… Continue reading Monday Morning Melts #5
My clear window pane is tainted with gem-like trickles of rain. The sky is angry. So black. So dark. Its sharp and fast lightning brings along growling screams of thunder.These are the moments I hate the most. With rain comes my demon named depression. The feeling that even the mighty one loathes my existence and He… Continue reading Sorry, Storm
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