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can be terriblle. depends on what you think. feels like my immediate past sucks. but overall rocks. gettin what you want always can be such a cool thing. that’s what my past is. hopefully future will also be the same. learn from the past, the most important bit i have learnt
» Posted By Leena On 11.29.2012 @ 5:11 am
sometimes I look out my window and wonder when you’ll be back.
the sun sets below the water and I imagine it’s rising wherever you are
it takes a lot out of a woman to spend her days looking for ships on the horizon
especially when she knows they’re not coming
blue and white everything, knotted white ropes, polished wood and brass
the smell of the sea
the blue-green agate
I don’t have a god
I pray to Poseidon
I scan the skies for sails.
I want to be washed out to sea.
bent over letting fistfuls of sand pour through my fingertips
but I know once that salty tongue licks my toes and body and face
I’ll rise up and walk away
you once told me, but that’s exactly what I’ll do
get up, walk away, never look back
this is not something I can explain
the passionate, searing love or the cold, biting hate
colder than the freezing Atlantic as it pounds over a body
that couldn’t wait any longer.
» Posted By leena On 09.22.2011 @ 9:43 pm
You smoked under the lamp post slowly, looking around at everything and also at nothing. I was watching the way you exhaled. If I saw you in the street I would never guess you smoked. You look too nice. Then again, I think you do it to look cool. It’s hard to tell, but I think a lot of what you do is to look cool, which took me a long time to figure out. Sometimes I wonder if secretly you don’t like yourself. Sometimes I don’t like you, which makes me nervous. But, knowing that you are doing things to look cool, makes them a lot less…bad…i guess. It’s hard to say. Everything about you is difficult and confusing and obscure. It’s almost as if there are two of you, and it’s strange to think that those two halves belong to the same whole. You’re like a tunnel I’m walking through, and it’s completely dark and I can’t see any light at the end of it. I don’t know what’s coming and it’s equal parts exhilarating and terrifying.
Back under the lamp post, you are finishing your cigarette and flicking it into the street. And this entire time we haven’t said a single thing to each other, but it’s okay. We don’t have to.
You clear your throat and extend your hand. I take it, and we keep walking down the street.
» Posted By leena On 07.15.2011 @ 9:48 pm
The swing was old, shattered. I felt as though it hugged the tree branch with every last ounce of its strength. The sight of it brought chills up the back of my knees.
» Posted By Leena On 06.14.2011 @ 3:01 am
moshes safies creation in tornoto. also the habitat centre in delhi india. eveyrthing relates to architecture. such an insane intense word. relates to socialogy
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frensh or i dunno foreign language polite one
mmm what can i say else
its classy word 2 use in the day, pardon me, excuse me
it reflects a nice image about the person
» Posted By leena On 06.26.2008 @ 11:11 am