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Inspired.By.Evening. (i,i)
Faded images of a love that once was
Unpronounced
I remain your sceptic lover
Hidden from sea level
Shipwrecked beneath the ocean’s surface
An adventurer’s dream
Separated by time and space, ours was of a golden age
A lost time, designed by an ancient civilisation
Rediscovered, but our palette has been tarnished by the sands of time
A relic
And there laid our love, bare for all to see
Tangled in our separated existence, two distinct images uncoupled by a divide of trauma and regret
With my youthful exuberance masking my callousness
Your unrepentant joy hidden beneath your damaged veneer
Time never fails to destroy that which is fragile, once again a weightless love
Cursed by its nature to be ephemeral
Followed by an aftermath of lament
Human existence is a longer penance so we persist in this
Scathing in my critiques as I am wont to do
I existed for amusement, endlessly in search of an unfulfilling reward
My colour never shone brighter than yours but it certainly shone brightest with you
So yes my tragic lover, I love you.
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White Ferrari
The last minute of White Ferrari by Frank Ocean is exquisite. Ocean’s lyricism stellar as always delves into the intimacy of a connection, the possibility of growth and the tragic impossibility of sustenance. It fades. Yet another standout on a great album.
“I'm sure we're taller in another dimension
You say we're small and not worth the mention
You’re tired of movin', your body's achin'
We could vacay, there's places to go
Clearly this isn't all that there is
Can't take what's been given
But we're so okay here, we're doing fine
Primal and naked
You dream of walls that hold us in prison
It's just a skull, least that's what they call it
And we're free to roam”
Christopher Lonny Breaux
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Z
Captivating.
you are the star
and you shine across the globe
Conquering territories and collecting postcards
You cover your eyes and picture your next adventure
Transcending your means
A life lived across a map
The world at your palms
A stamp filled green passport
Through your stories a life I could only imagine is brought to life
you inspire
At your best you are love
A tender love, not for a man but for existence
Redefining humility and honouring your past
Never stop
I stan, you are Zahir ❤️





Photos Taken by some guy with an IPhone X.
And Zara Tahir
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Night
Night.Time
Mothers hurry their children to shelter as the light slowly fades
The night covers the sky, the earth and all around us
The sparse light provided by the moon can’t save you from the demons that lurk
The night crawlers emboldened come out to play and perform their dastardly deeds
When women of the night sell their wares, satisfying their many callers
A time of corruption and depravity, it consumes those who dare partake
Fathers hide your daughters, for these devils will enchant them with a fix from which they can’t withdraw
Street lights beaming, poor child won’t you follow the trail and find your way home?
The warnings were clear, survivors alerted us to the dangers that accompany twilight
So don’t you dare speak of tragedy, we’ll shed no tears for you
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Lost Under Heaven ❤️ “Our time has come, our moment’s near” https://itunes.apple.com/ng/album/spiritual-songs-for-lovers-to-sing/1090039836
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The Night King Cometh. Illustration by the Ringer.
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