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Hide and Seek
I keep your photo In a tiny compartment in my walletAnd sometimes I have to fight the urge To not stare at it in public Lest people think I have gone crazy
Shivani VaniPublished 7 years ago in PoetsNothing Says Romance
A few drops of innocence here and there, doesn't compensate for the empty feeling, that deprives you of air. Because nothing says romance
Sharlene AlbaPublished 7 years ago in PoetsAn Album Comparison
I first discovered the folk opera Hadestown a couple of years ago when I was researching the myth of Orpheus and Eurydice, one of the favorites, and found that there was a concept album based on this story. The album was available for listening on YouTube and I was instantly obsessed. Unlike your typical concept album, there are different singers playing the different characters in the story. It feels like the cast recording of a musical and my first thought was that there should be a stage production. Sure enough, there was one in New York but it came and went before I had the chance to see it. So I looked up everything I could find of the production online which was tantalizingly little. Then it was announced a few months ago that a cast recording was to be released and I quickly pre-ordered it off of iTunes and waited for the whole thing to be available with a track released every few weeks to wet my appetite.
Rachel LeschPublished 7 years ago in BeatReview: 'The Lost City of DeMille'
The Lost City of DeMille is a pure delight for cinema historians. This tiny, low budget documentary was thirty plus years in the making and yet captures more than 90 years of film history in its remarkably fun 87 minutes. The history captured in The Lost City of DeMille is that of the director who defined the early days of film and was both progenitor and savior of the art form in its infancy and pubescence. For that alone, The Lost City of DeMille deserves our praise.
Sean PatrickPublished 7 years ago in GeeksSick, Now or Later
So tired, So achy, So run down, And this is supposed to help, Help how, I’m not sure. Disturb the body to heal the body,
Noah ReneePublished 7 years ago in PoetsCataclysmic Orbits
Please Come closer, let me breathe you in. Come closer and let me wrap my arms around you and sink you in. Please honey, for tonight stay by my side.
Don't You Know
Don't You Know I'm on my knees Calling up to a God who won't answer my cries. I'm not surprised When you decided to walk away
Christine LeePublished 7 years ago in PoetsGolden Heart. Unfortunate Luck.
She has tried it all. She tried being good. She tried being kind. Tried being selfless. Tried doing and being it all. Born with a big heart and a naive soul, the harder she tried to make it all happen, the emptier she felt inside. Can't blame her for being herself. Can't blame her for trying her best to remain alive. Maybe it's because she simply cared too much. Maybe it's because she was born with the urge to always get things right, with the need to keep it all together and make it all alright. Whatever the reason may be, she is the girl who was always there for everybody and everything else, while no such type of gesture was being reciprocated. She didn't care to notice that side though, merely because that routine has always been the story of her life. Always the giver, but never the receiver. As times passed, she realized that expectations are what lead to devastation. As such, the motto became, "No Expectations, No Disappoints." In actuality though, the light never seems to shine on the ones with golden hearts, the ones with genuine thoughts, and the ones with naive souls.
Simply SolyPublished 7 years ago in Poets