You take a leap, and then another

Thus moving forward proud two steps.

Inevitably being thrown though

Right back by five, or four, or three.

And every time you seemingly get closer

There quite unfortunately seems to be

Another obstacle across your way.

You wipe off sweat, your tears, and hopes

You persevere further through your pain.

Yet in such dance and in such rhythmic

pattern, ending with a...

Shouted at. In front of all.

For no apparent reason.

So she was. I’m sure that

she moved on since then.

"She seemed quite strong."

I’m sorry, there was not too

much I could have done.

I would have if I could.

Who truly wouldn’t?

-

Exiled and forced to leave,

And so they left -

I wonder why?.. To me

they seemed just fine.

"I’m sure they’ll be alright in time."

I wonder now if there was

Some...

It might not always break your way.

But regardless of what others say -

you should have at least tried

to carefully squeeze into that

tiny window of opportunity.

To make everything right

and fall into place again.

Your heart might be broken,

and your prayers - unheard;

yet the world hasn’t ended.

And even though it truthfully hurts

you have stood through the storm.

The inevitables haven’t broke...

Don’t waste a moment of your life,

For life is short.

Don’t spend your days to figure out

Which way is right and which -

is not.

Embrace your days, don’t kill your time,

So that you wake up in the morning

Knowing -

You’ve done exactly what you could

And in the time that you’ve

been given.

Annoyed, or angry, or frustrated

With the cards that you’ve been dealt,

You never kneeled, did not give ...

"Is there life after one bad turn?"

Those who look for excuses fail.

"Are there points of true no return?"

Those who look for solutions prevail.

After one bad rhyme comes another;

Yet you pick up your pencil and write.

You learn from the choices that drag,

That destroy, and that pull you apart.

Change direction, without looking back,

Striving only to hold what you’ve got.

Left?

You erase you...

… "As I woke up this morning, the weirdest realization came to my mind - I was convinced I was someone else. Which might as well be true for so many of us in this room.

We are walking through our lives, with every single event making it their mission to shaken our beliefs of what is real and what is reflective of our inner selves. Regardless of what clothes, cologne or faces we wear, I hope that ...

When does a man become a monster?

A question worth exploring -

at least once.

A man that leaves your body bruised

Or brushes off your ego -

what would he be?

Now, chances are, of course -

they just continue roaming free.

They disregard just how much pain

they cause to others.

That it is simply wrong, confused

as they may be - it’s borderline “Illegal” -

They choose to label it:

“an honest...

No heating moments

And no clothes of class;

No jewels, no pearls,

And there are no loud cheers.

There’s no champagne,

No rooftops made of glass.

No sitting to the sound of restless

jazz; - no taste of screaming tears.

The light is cozy on your eyes,

There’s warm palétte and stories.

The stories of the times when we

have met. -

The dissolution of the “I”,

The Renaissance of Spring -

Among th...

They knew the day would come —

And so did she.

The guiding timepost was around

that Wednesday, when a sudden

and neurotic shift

has started hitting her,

for no apparent reason.

While something else, with

quite a spicy twist, no less,

just started hitting fan.

She would refer to this

back in her memory —

again, again...

and then —

She would have liked to say

they would be "mi...