we sit
the air heavy
between us
we don’t speak
of all the things
that went wrong
just drink that glass
of wine
and watch the night
end
Being Present for the Moment
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Illustration, Concept Art & Comics/Manga
Singer, Songwriter and Author from Kyoto, Japan.
Singer, Songwriter and Author from Kyoto, Japan.
An online activist from Bosnia and Herzegovina, based in Sarajevo, standing on the right side of the history - for free Palestine.
A place where I post unscripted, unedited, soulless rants of a insomniac madman
Dennis Mantin is a Toronto-based writer, artist, and filmmaker.
Finding Inspiration
Off the wall, under the freeway, over the rainbow, nothin' but net.
Erm, what am I doing with my life?
Artist by choice, photographer by default, poet by accident.
At Least Trying Too
A Journey of Spiritual Significance
Life in islamic point of view
Through the view point of camera...
L'essenziale è invisibile e agli occhi e al cuore. Beccarlo è pura questione di culo
In Kate's World
Leonard Durso 
How coincidental (?). In my notebook I just wrote out the lines of Wei Ying-wu’s “Fringes of Mist, a Bell” and then came to your post. Good morning Leonard.
Well it’s evening here now or at least the start of it, though with the sun still bright and the temperature above 90F it doesn’t feel like evening. Glad to see we’re reading the same poet.
Beautiful indeed.
Thank you.
So sad. Words never spoken.
Thank you.