WordAddict Ink

To Friends

To friends far
To friends near
To friends north and south
To friends east and west
To friends here and there
To friends everywhere

To you I send a breeze of bliss
To you I send the heart's warmest peace
To you I wish life's purest gifts
To you I wish all the goodness sweet
To you I wish all the good healthy rich
To you I wish Godspeed

To friends far
To friends near
To friends north and south
To friends east and west
To friends on every side
To friends far and wide

Though the distance be great between us
You, I still keep at heart
To friends

now

07/10/2021

WordAddict

Hello!
Do you have a minute?
I have a confession,
And I hope you can take it.
I'm a word addict,
I can't do without paper and pen.
I can have enough of many things,
But certainly not the alphabet.
If anything should pass,
I'd rather it not be words.
I can afford to lose a lot of things,
But not my muse of ink.
What I find in writing,
I can't find anywhere else.
If you ever find the alphabet missing,
Please know I kidnapped it.
I'm a wordAddict,
And this' my confesision.

now


10/08/2021

Dear friend.

I looked at you I smiled, my tingling sensation in my stomach was wild, it was love at first sight a glaze so bright. I reached out to you, wow, it was ecstatic. I held held you with my raw palms as my creases dripped with your sweat, It was sweet, I swear it was a beet. Tension built when our lips slowly touched as was our love batched. Our love grew strong each day from having a lip to lip occasionally months to weekend to days until it was addictive. Like a sedative You became my friend who calmed me down, in my sane vain the drain of my pain resided in you...Oh my love how I wish I could hold you... and feel your compact curves and calm my nerves.
others told us our love was an abomination, a sedation to piercing pin on my skin how I wish they were wrong. From our little secret meet ups sharing the affair with each other while enjoying the company of our own. Nothing mattered apart from our love, it was all we had. The venom in your love engulfed the essence of livelihood, intoxicating more than I could handle. You left me shivering my skin didn't glow as you took my Youth away and lured me to traps gosh!! You took away my smile...I tear as I scribe not because I miss you but because I survived your grip. For a while Your love made me laugh, smile and drunk, literally because you are alcohol...bye.

By T.J Lambe.

Don't leave anything for later.
Later, the coffee gets cold.
Later, you lose interest.
Later, the day turns into night.
Later, people grow up.
Later, people grow old.
Later, life goes by.
Later, you regret not doing something...
When you had the chance.

Life is a fleeting dance, a delicate balance of moments that unfold before us, never to return in quite the same way again.

Regret is a bitter pill to swallow, a weight that bears down upon the soul with the burden of missed chances and unspoken words.

So, let us not leave anything for later. Let us seize the moments as they come, with hearts open and arms outstretched to embrace the possibilities that lie before us. For in the end, it is not the things we did that we regret, but the things we left undone, the words left unspoken, the dreams left unfulfilled.

- Toshikazu Kawaguchi,
Before the Coffee Gets Cold
(2015)

[Image: Elfin Song (1912) by Anglo/Australian illustrator Florence Emma Harrison (1877-1955).]

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