Music isn't the only thing you hear through headph

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Headphones

Зимна Жарава
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Posting Speed
  1. One post per week
  2. Slow As Molasses
Online Availability
My timezone is GTM+2. I could be seen in the evening.
Writing Levels
  1. Adept
  2. Advanced
Genres
If I must be honest, it highly depends on the plot at hand. I am an adaptable person, one who easily takes genre swings, but I mostly prefer fantasy, modern, medieval, mystery and mind-benders.
|| Simple introduction ||

Hello and welcome to this showcase.
It is something I decided on a whim, thus it is neither grand, nor professional, but a mere little corner for poetry and music-like writing by yours truly, Headphones.
I hope that you shall find this read enjoyable.

~Thank you for your time~​
 
|| Ice ||

Above me - a dark canvas,
whose dark blue hues slowly descend.
Below me - a field of stars,
whose shine invisible shards amend.

Around me - they all flutter,
melting creatures of ink and paint.
And each and every word I utter
is locked within a bubble faint.

Under my feet it's creeping,
the cold nostalgia of seasons' pass.
Yet again, it's lightly seeping.
A sigh escapes between the glass.
​
12th February year 2015 at approximately 22:27​
 
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|| You, I and the sky ||


[BCOLOR=transparent]Today I was watching the sky[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]and it pained me to say goodbye[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]to the sun that was sinking painfully.[/BCOLOR]

[BCOLOR=transparent]The stars above are sparkly.[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]They shine so bright, they blind me.[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]And leave me staring in awe.[/BCOLOR]

[BCOLOR=transparent]Yet I can't help but feel a bit lonely,[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]since you are not here, honey.[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]Gripping my hand in mid-air,[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]I can pretend that you are there[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]and we're watching the masquerade[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]of light in the sky, it's a colourful facade.[/BCOLOR]

[BCOLOR=transparent]It's a colourful facade.[/BCOLOR]

[BCOLOR=transparent]We still haven't met each other,[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]but I believe you're out there, so I'll bother[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]to search to the ends of the world for you.[/BCOLOR]

[BCOLOR=transparent]In the morning the sky is light blue[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]and at sunset it's fancy,[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]as rays far and wide continue dancing.[/BCOLOR]

[BCOLOR=transparent]But despite these changes, it's the same old welkin,[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]under which both you and I are standing,[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]the only thing between us being distance.[/BCOLOR]

[BCOLOR=transparent]If you ever feel hurt, for instance,[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]I know I'll feel it right away,[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]since a crimson thread connects your heart to mine.[/BCOLOR]

[BCOLOR=transparent]There is no reason to feel sad,[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]in fact I kind of am glad,[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]because every step forwards brings us closer.[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]Although for some this might sound grosser[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]than what's inside New York's sewers,[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]I'm not afraid to say this for us:[/BCOLOR]

[BCOLOR=transparent]We might have not met yet,[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]but you are somewhere and I'll bet[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]that we will laugh at how hard it was to[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]move up the road as the wind blew[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]in our faces for so long.[/BCOLOR]

[BCOLOR=transparent]It will know where it will belong,[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]my heart, in those first seconds our eyes meet,[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]it will surely skip a beat...[/BCOLOR]

[BCOLOR=transparent]Ah, I think I'm losing my patience now.[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]Wash the sweat from your brow[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]and look up at the sky of summer.[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]It's like looking at each other,[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]since both you and I[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]are looking at the same old merry sky.[/BCOLOR]


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[BCOLOR=transparent]Written on the 1st May 2013[/BCOLOR]​
 
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