It’s easy to be aware of what you’re doing, but can you label what you feel? We can minimise misunderstandings, be self-aware and lead happier lives. Continue reading Emotional intelligence and Brackett’s mood meter
Have you ever sat down and counted the lives you’ve led? Good daughter, class clown, all the heartbreaks you’ve met, Like a sheep in snake’s clothing, the lies you shed, And if the next dream breaks, at least your heart … Continue reading Sheep in snake’s clothing #poem
And if I sing of home, I dream of mountains not yet climbed, I let the birds travel through my voice And twist my vocal chords into a nest Large enough to house a lonely traveller. And if I sing … Continue reading Night falls, I call #poem
To stay the same While leaves play dress up in the mind What a shame To choose cornfields over winter beach sanding What a waste When one is standing where no one can find. Continue reading Mind’s seasoning #poem
Stretching my toes onto cold wooden floor My fingers undo whatever i wore Poking at buttons i got from a store My belly deletes all of your wars Sand without beach carried within Sadness only hides in my grin Screams … Continue reading Sand in my belly button #poem
red and blue and yet and you andfind me something that won’t leave thensick as dogs as slick as yourslose that smile and then my warswink of an eye blink and then crysink before you say goodbye your words pile … Continue reading Other guys #poem
Two stars meet for a reason that is neither Luck nor fate nor coincidence Out of notnot-boredom and notnot-love One planet is born Two stars see the light and wont let go The planet is abused It points at its … Continue reading You can’t afford to not listen to me
In waterloo station they advertise snow Every one looks like the last guy I shagged I could use a little death right now At a party there’s beer but the hosts a no-show Leftovers bagged and friends gone home so … Continue reading I could use a little death right now
last year, i cut my hairfrom hip length to ear lengthbut between my shoulder bladesi still felt a tingling in mirrors, i caught a glimpseof a large fluffy spider clingingto my spine, its legs restingon my ribs. i stretched thin … Continue reading are spiders friends?
Is a project ever really finished or do people just run out of energy? Even with deadlines at work, it’s not like there’s never not more work to be done. It’s not like we often end relationships because we think … Continue reading But when do I leave it?