Smiling.
Source: One Word Story
Category Archives: Poetry
Journey. – Nina
Life is like a sort of journey
But I have no fixed plans on arrival
No control I depart into unknown
Encircled aura of protection surroundings me
Unafraid, unscathed casting rays of light
Travelling in music and in the subconscious flight
In reality; departing norm and taking many forms
Crossing bridges and borders, water space and time
Luminous calm and ease, feeling the breeze
Feeling the earths magnetic pull and vibrations
Every step takes me “that” much closer
Every moment in each moment leading me to a single moment
Hold it…
A point in time similar to a Destiny
But It’s my own recipe
Law of attractions; I’m creating reactions
Now what’s next for me?
splitting atoms– for phife by: trE
I ain’t ‘sposed to be connected… blips and blurbs of sinister sisters hanging on slippery tongues– they whisper in my ear, “You’re praising someone you didn̵…
Source: splitting atoms– for phife
a mystery called eyes
Change, Fear and my Inner Child – Nina
Waking up and pondering my soul
I’m addicted to change I think…
It always brings life into a new light; breathing creativity into my soul
Waking up knowing today is going to be something anew
Something to make my heart skip;
Life wasn’t meant to be the repetitive loops of humanity
Life is supposed to be filled with spontaneity
Change is good
I could be addicted to danger too or… fear
The adrenaline of fear or… the conquering of such
Why is safety so comforting anyways?
Does one really have space to grow feeling utterly “safe”?
Mankind would go nowhere
These day people spend a lot more time inside
Technological advances draw us away from nature
And from reality
Addicted to my imagination or simply my playful side
Inner child without cares or worries
I like to dance and run
Free of fear and addicted to change
Danger
I hope it takes me places…
Nina
Riding by – Nina :)
Life’s unpredictable / devious and blissful.
The Yin and Yang
I’m riding through and I see and feel everything in every moment
For whatever comes, may come
I simply want to be
Here in existence in these moments, this ride
Watching the world fly by
Or stop in time
I’m riding
Nina
Happiness and silliness on a dreary morning.
If it doesn’t pour rain, skate park at 7 am? I’m drinking coffee, watching silly T.V. shows on a big comfy couch with my lover. Cloud filled sky and our tired eyes; early risers today: 4 AM.
Unsure of what to write about but smile nevertheless and jot digital scribbles.
She’s looking through the “free” section on craigslist..
Micro-Fibre love seat. It looked rather odd.
She’s hit major scores lately though
52 inch TV…
Beautiful stained wood vanity type dresser…
House is looking wonderful!
On my 4th cup of coffee now. I’m a fiend for the beans from awakening to coffee as desert after dinner. It’s a bittersweet addiction; sometimes a cause of anxiety… It reminds me of chocolate; even though I drink it black. Yum.
“Are we supposed to do anything today?” I ask her.
Not that I know of…
🙂
She’s stroking my face with her feet.
“This is how I’d love you if I had no hands”.
Sips coffee*
Nowhere Fast (Practically I need to Focus) – Nina Yin / Goodnightnina; slam poetry reading.
Going nowhere fast / barefoot miles on glass
Burning coals / completely submerged
Yearning Growth.
……
Practically I need to Focus
Become the most observant person /
Constantly earning / learning / serving the people
With the substance of light / which is….
The light
Nina
Good morning. :)
The Problem with Introspection…
“The problem with introspection is that it has no end.”
Phillip K. Dick
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