Winter is said to be almost here. I'm still waiting for a few more rainy days.
Considering the way my life is at the moment (dull and "on-hold"), I should really write more, starting with this virgin blog.
The last month wasn't that good. Too much time spent with myself alone, too little interaction with people.
Way too many thoughts, but not many written words to go with them. Or so I've thought.
Apparently, I had more streams of thoughts written on my Galaxy notes than assumed. Some short, some longer. The thing is - they aren't too bad!
Suddenly I feel that familiar shiver, the one I get before turning an idea\metaphor\stanza into a poem.
Maybe I could write again...
Becoming even more nostalgic, I found myself swimming in the "Neo-folk\Neoclassic" music section.
I think I haven't been there for a couple of years.
That quick swim somehow became a Youtube hunt.
Again, a familiar feeling grabbed me, followed by encouraging warmth and innocence.
Who knows what will become of my lost words and stanzas.
In the meanwhile, I'll leave you with one of them:
Teach me how to
build a god,
so I'd know how to
destroy a World.
© Barith Ball
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