Strands of poems of thoughts

These days I am trying to finish my thesis. After hours of image analysis of iron bound flocs and pages of typing I sometimes look up ;-) Through my window. And since it is the size of my wall it's quite inspiring, even if the view could be better. And up jumps my childhood poetic soul and little poems just form themselves within seconds, like these:


I catch the thoughts that drift by
In front of my window
In the blink of an eye
And I
Know I'm still alive

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Beautiful thunderstorm lightning the sky
Making fireworks
Like you and I

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Rolling in the grass
Make me laugh
Make me sing
Rolling in the clouds

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Strands of poems of thoughts
Are sailing through my mind
And ripple to the shores
Where my pen waits...
Fishermen, it's been a good catch.


Actually it's really easy, you just jut down some nicely sounding words and off you go. Try it, it's nice and it helps you relax and realise the beauty of life! (at least if that's the effect my little poems have on the reader I'd be happy :-) )

Confrontation

You hide the cuts on your wrist
with the tears in your eye
Do you know why?
You live and cry...

You hide the tears in your eye
with the flesh of your breast
Do you know why?
You sell and buy...

You hide the flesh of your breast
with the smoke from your lips
Do you know why?
You're down so high...

You hide the smoke from your lips
with the bruises on your arms
Do you know why?
You have to lie...

You hide the bruises on your arms
with the wounds in your heart
Do you know why?
You want to die...

You hide the wounds in your heart
with the cuts on your wrist
Do you know why?

I don't know why...

More Milano Memories

Mmmm, Milano

Today is an ordinary Saturday evening here in Belgium. Last night I went out (even busy students do this from time to time ;-) ). The formula was perfect: five guys and me (a very familiar formula for a female engineering student). The guys were perfect (and one even had his birthday!). The weather was perfect (18 degrees at 4am). The location: Milan's large discotheque 'Rolling Stones'! Perfect as well. I still can't believe that last night I was going out in Milan, then went home (yes, by plane) and then had a nap. It sounds too yet-set to be true.
The past two days have been nice, flying over quickly to Milan for a job interview, meeting some BESTies along the way (we're everywhere, aren't we?) and being introduced by them to Milanese night life. And a famous gelateria.
Mmmm...

The last Easter Eggs

Tonight I slept a full 17 hours, without waking up once. Can you imagine that? I didn't know it was physically possible for a person to sleep that long in one go. But apparently, after the BEST General Assembly in Croatia last week, the long travel home and working nights to finish a large university project these past days, it is possible to sleep 17 hours non stop. Good to know.
In those 17 hours I had quite many dreams. Some melted smoothly from the one into the other, others were separate but related in a way, connecting back to each other from time to time, and others were totally different. I'm one of those lucky people that dreams detailed full color 3D and Dolby Surround dreams and is even able to remember them days after :-) My dreams last night were kind of interesting, they were somehow highlighting the things in my life that stress me, things I worry about, people I care about, uncertainties I doubt about and even some secrets I never told a living soul!

My roller coaster life is heading faster and faster to the end of another chapter, and that's not only influencing my unconsious night time adventures, but also the way I'm feeling lately. I'm living in 'the meantime', somewhere between the end of my university years and finding a job, somewhere between the family I grew up in and a family I'll call my own, somewhere between living in Belgium and moving to other countries, somewhere between old friendships and new love... In the meantime, where you have to make choices that will steer your future in a clear direction. In the meantime, where you think and learn a lot, another stairway in 'growing up'. In the meantime, where you suddenly realise that you'll no longer be able to do 'everything' forever. In the meantime where in a way you feel that all you can do is just wait, and leave your future blowing like the thread of a spider's web in a greater space. In the meantime, where you have to know and trust that whatever happens will be for the best. Because you know that if you live with that attitude, your chances that all really will have been for the best in the end increase... I think too much! I'll go back to what I was doing: eating the last Easter eggs and finishing the last projects before I graduate.