Category Archives: Poetry

Op-tea-mystic. Optimistic

Feeling better these days and grateful for life, loving girlfriend and parents. The days seem bright, hard not to smile and hard not to be slightly giddy and silly. I’ve bounced back to the happy me that believes in herself and can conquer the world. Dysphoria is gone; feeling beautiful as ever and not having panic attacks at all. Thanking my lucky stars!

The weather is warming up in Vancouver; Even the rain is warm. More and more sunny days has us playing basketball and me skateboarding. I kinda feel like I’ve been hibernating which is NOT like me so… I am delighted that winter has come to an end. To say the least.

I’ve definitely settled into the new place and there’s nothing else needing to be added to our new home. We managed to fully furnish a large suite for under $300 it’s probably closer to $200. I feel extremely comfortable living here and am extremely thankful for that as well.

Writing and blogging and video logging has given me outlets of creativity instead of wasting time away. I love hopping on here (wordpress) in the morning with some coffee to see what everyone is offering up to the world which is cool. I’m not sure how to make the perfect WordPress layout on my page but it’s all good.

It’s all good.

Nina

Thank you my love for the photo. ❤

 

Silliness in the morning. Pt. 2

“Ouch” Said Nina.

She was right… they are too spicy…

Causing a tummy ache worthy of an academy award.

“The Samosas of death”

-They really need to lay off the chilli-

Munch munch*

“The sauce isn’t right.” Said Larissa

“It’s not thick enough,”.

Nina grew anxious of the aggravating burning of her stomach.

Although the price is right.

The people are nice.

Ilness is spawned by these demonic snacks

“WE ARE NEVER GETTING SAMOSAS FROM GOA AGAIN”.

Just pizza…

Just pizza….

 

Sincerely Nina

 

In my cell… – Nina

The door closes behind me*

6 x 6 walls

with a Plastic Bed

Steel toilet

For some…

This is the last stop

Souls pass through here often

Cold and lonesome

Time is a killer

Daunting me

Then I remembered…

Freedom isn’t “Out There,”.

It’s “In here.”…

My spirit rising

Lifting

No one can see my smile

Nobody knows that I closed my eyes

Left this place

The cell is quiet…

Dead

But not me.

I’m Free

And “You” can be free

anytime.

Anytime…

 

-Nina

 

Being in love ; A little letter. From Nina

I cherish the many moments, even her sleeping to my side

I think she carries the weight of the world with grace

I’m proud of you.

We are together most of our lives since the day we met

And that’s helped me to grow into me; and into love

Thank you.

Passionately taking her soul into my own is… bliss…

She is more than special, she’s who I’ve been waiting, a lifetime

It was worth the wait.

Kissings you goodbye, I close my eyes.

See you tomorrow.

Love

L.C.

-Nina