I have to stay motivated, keep myself focused and remember to be kind to myself, because it’s hard. I’m no longer in my twenties and I think life is finally starting to break me down a little bit. Even though I try not to let it.I have to believe that I can manifest greatness inContinue reading “Be Kind to Yourself”
Thank you for being you,for unknowingly being a muse,for cracking through my fortress. Thank you for believing in me, for encouraging me to be more active about things I was passive about.I’m still a work in progress, sometimes I fall off, but I think about what you’d say if you saw me slacking. Shot byContinue reading “Gratitude”
An ombré of yellow into grey, lightning bolts pierce the sky. Flashes of light, heavy water droplets thrown from the heavens, clouds clash and the grounds rumble. It’s a summer storm, one of the best kinds. Pic taken by me, Brooklyn New York
It was thick and opaque like fog rolling in overnight. A silent killer, eating me away inside; I didn’t even realize – My heart was hardening. Mind always racing, pacing, thinking. A paralyzing anxiety.
Don’t let self-doubts get in the way of fully achieving your desires.Don’t be too rigid,It all slips away when you hold on too tightly.Be fluid, like water. Pic taken by me at Prospect Park, Brooklyn.
Life and death, everything is so transient. Pic taken by me in Greenwood Cemetery, Brooklyn NY
A title can never dictate how the heart feels. Nor does it define a relationship. It can’t rationalize the bullshit swept under the rug. Titles, formalities, ceremonies – seemingly emphasized more than the quality of the relationship. What happens when the ceremony that’s supposed to usher you into a life of partnered stability, protection, andContinue reading “Daily Prompt: Ceremony”
There’s something about the way you observe people, you notice the little things; it intrigues me. Pic taken by me, Prospect Park
I got lost in the dense, opaqueness All the thoughts in my mind, obfuscated.
Feeling lost.Seems to be more than just a feeling. A lifestyle. Pic taken by me on Fulton Street by South Street Seaport, NYC.
Beware of unspoken expectations. Pic shot by me in Financial District, NYC.
A relationship extended beyond its expiration date; each lacked the courage to leave, to walk away from that which was unfulfilling. Compromising satisfaction for familiarity, because of time invested. Never mind the instability, the pain inflicted upon one another. What was thought to be “love,” was only selfishness. Then you ask yourself, did you liveContinue reading “Selfish Love”
I watched it die Once a big bountiful plant, it soon shrank in size Flowers ceased to blossom from its petals I couldn’t cultivate new ones I tried my hardest – I watered it when dry, yet not enough light I placed it in the sun With light too direct, the leaves burned Given theContinue reading “The Conditions Weren’t Right”
And so they fall faintly,the tears from your weeping soul. Pic taken by me at the Whitney Museum, NYC
A rainbow, so seemingly simple, yet complex A beautiful display of science above us, a natural work of art. Sun rays, water droplets, light refraction, reflection. Standing proudly, stretching yonder for all to see Radiant, amazing in its own right. In ideal conditions, a double rainbow is visible. A spectacular sight becomes magnified; The rainbowsContinue reading “Phenomenal Beauty”
It’s November and slightly warm.But there’s a gentle breeze;the scent of fall dances into my nostrils. A feeling of renewal,a peaceful transition.Death. But so tranquil and pleasant.