Just like that,
Every memory,
Slides back into my,
Simplistic mind,
Inducing a pain that,
Can torment,
Any man.

The bass shakes,

And the synths kick in,

This kind of music,

Should be a sin,

The feelings take over,

And you get lost in the music,

Not caring about your surroundings,

Nor the people watching,

All there is,

Is you and the beat,

Moving your feet,

And just as it’s about to end,

A new song lends a helping hand.

“Find ecstasy within yourself. It is not out there. It is in your innermost flowering. The one you are looking for is you. You are the traveler and you are the destination. In experiencing the ecstasy of your own being, you have achieved the final goal.”

Osho (via stardust-in-my-veins)

(Source: nirvikalpa, via wonderland-fantasies)

for.my.silence: the element of surprise;

11everybodytalks:

There’s a soft sound echoing through the air; it’s mournful, but does not speak of the secrets of one whose hands effortlessly glide over its keys. She knows that it’s her father playing the piano again.

As always, she prepares a cup of black coffee for him. (It’s never anything different—he…

jacobharrington:

Abstract.

Mediocre

Mediocracy,
Is all I can bend,
From the simple pen,
That was so kindly lent,
To me,
I try to learn,
From your lyrical beauty,
Watching,
As your skill grows,
Featured,
Featured,
Featured once again,
You sure can put on a mental show.
So sit in my mediocracy,
I’ll continue to do,
Hoping to learn,
From the ones I look up to.

Will You?

seeingthehorizon:

She looks up at me
with eyes like the moon,
And whispers
- Oh so feebly she whispers -
So that the warmth of her very breath,
Is carried with the wind.

“Will you love me forever?”

The trees quickly answered
with silence,
nodding with certainty in the breeze.
And so I held her,
Waiting for forever.

• My Dad: If Tim Burton directed The Hunger Games he would cast Johnny Depp as Katniss.

Path less chosen.

The path less chosen,
Leaves me frozen,
In my tracks,
The journey has been hell,
But do I go back?
Just give me a moment,
I’m missing my crutch,
I lost it along the way,
Oh, just my luck,
Trying to find the balance,
Of trust and self confidence,
But from past experiences,
I’m sitting on the fence,
Unsure of what to do next.