Photograph by trailerfullofpix

upon which
love met

in mingled letters – flushed

and
tasted,
with swirling tongues,
words.

Photograph by {J.}

create an image like no other. Erupting emotions.

From “Mad Girl Love Songs”

I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;
I lift my lids and all is born again.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

Photograph by marscolony

to ache
is to want
with the heart and soul
so much
they feel
ripped
from their essence

- Kaosar

Photograph by Theaphotos


It was as if the heavens wept in my place today, and, in gratitude, I danced in it’s downpour.

- Kaosar

Photograph by Paul Vargas

In addition to working on this wonderful blog to which I’m very attached I have decided to try my hand at book blogging! The blog is also hosted by WordPress and is titled – Book Views.

Needless to say I am very excited, and hope you all decide to drop by sometime though, realize i am an amateur at this and the blog is still very much under construction.

- Kaosar

Photograph by Mulia

do not pass me as a moment passes by.
unrecognizing. fleeting.
i could not bear it.
for the life of me – I could not bear it.

- Kaosar


Photograph by edwardolive

How upset we become, how irrational when we realize that our world, the one we’ve created within us, around us is not the world as it is. The world in which we exist is not the same as the world in which we dwell
long
breathless
nights.

- Kaosar

Photograph by *MSM*

I will try to write, albeit irregularly, sporadically – still I will write.

- Kaosar



tell me, whisper it…
does the sunlight steal you from your listless half-sleep,
running it’s rays down your face
does the light steal from you your half dreams –
in and out of sleep
does the sunlight awaken you into reality or just another waking dream?

- Kaosar

Photograph by LittleLil


Photograph by La Route

Dusk, is just an illusion, because the sun is either above the horizon or below it. And that means that day and night are linked in a way that few things are; there cannot be one without the other, yet they cannot exist at the same time. How would it feel, I remember wondering to be always together, yet forever apart?

- Nicholas Sparks



What awe this awakens
that’s one’s every breath is closer to one’s last breath
What value every breath must hold
every downtrodden sigh
every passion filled gasp
every intake of surprise
every cry of joy
What, with all these breath – one would be the last
What awe this awakens
What cold, shuddering awe that death owns every last breath of life
What an ease this transition, from one breath to next that life enters death.  – Kaosar

Photograph by jtravism


Photograph by anji one

We don’t see things as they are, we see them as we are.

- Anaïs Nin

Photograph by tavopp

if the wind kissed me
i would fall in love
with a little dew from the rain -
on my lips
so sweet
i would fall…
fall
in love

- Kaosar

 Photograph by eva701

It’s as if the heavens opened up today – beautifully, wonderfully… the heavens poured its heart out today.

And I saw it’s agony in glory – heard it’s cry as if it were meant for me.

This was longing unsuppressed.

- Kaosar

Photograph by Jim-AR

The city felt as though it had been washed clean, the rain had finally stopped entirely, and the air was full with the fragrant smell of the onset of spring.

- Amy Ephron, A Cup of Tea


Photograph by Jessica Morrow

Dance tunes around the moon
Sing bright things to the stars
Lets…
give this night a delight
keepin’ it company till the forenoon
And rollin’ in bed
give morning the excuse,
five more minutes, Love.
You know there ain’t no one but you.

- Kaosar


Photograph by aziuezmazouz

…In dreams the origami of the brain
Opens like a fist, a pomegranate,
an expensive geometry.

- From “Night Madness Poem” by Sandra Cisneros

PhotographbyRed Shifa zen

When the call first sounds
Of silent stirrings
And all creatures rise
To sing and praise
Are you there to heed it?

When light first shines
Glittered gold
And all of nature bathes itself
To cleanliness and purity
Are you there to glow within it?

When the sleeping wind first swirls
Dances to the new day
And all the blossoms sway
To it’s tune
Are you there to enjoy it?

When life awakes from its slumber
Are you there to live it?

- Kaosar


PhotographbyRed Leaf Studios

I could convulse the heavens with my horror.
I think I could alter the frame of things in my agony.
I think I could break the System with my heart.
I think, in my convulsion, the skies would break.

—-

His words girpped me today. Took a hold like a fever and sent the insides all aquiver.

 

Photographby xaiya

 Touch the strings of my heart
Play them
Play them a sweet melody
Twirl them around
Around
and
Around
Your heart
Wrap me
Swirling
Within the strings of your heart
Touch the strings…tease
Now, sing
…into my soul

- Kaosar

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