I see a poem as a multi-coloured strip behind peeling plaster, in separate, shining fragments.
My only career goal is to be an halloween icon.
These days we have Smartphones, Smartcars, Smartboards, Smarteverything, but consider this: if technology is getting smarter, does that mean humans are getting dumber?
The day when the fire that we had lit in our minds reaches our hearts, we will start turning every person that we come in contact with into ashes. We become the ghosts that we always feared.
Readers are the glue that binds the books together.
It may be a man's world, but men are easily controlled by women.
Today is a beautiful day. Thank you!
His room was a sickly dual-tone of crimson and charcoal, like an Untitled Rothko, the colours bleeding into each other horribly and then rather serenely. The overall effect was overwhelmingly unapolog...
Tweet others the way you want to want to be tweeted.
Whatever we have in the glory of man is "away". Those are just not enough before we go "home" to the glory of God.
People who are not blessed with the ability to make others laugh compensate for that by saying (or trying to say) things that are profound.