Half and Half or Love?

Cold words and warm dreams – cooking yummy moussaka. Short temper and high pride –  measuring abstract love. Scary silence and passionate cries – composing colourful lullabies. Crazy ideas and reasonable lists – building ice castles. Half and half. Or love? Half! You’re my half – you do make me sweet, complete. I’d like us…

Your…

Your eyes are like emerald ponds in which the sun plays hopscotch. I often join you without bringing any chalk. Your skin is soft like candy floss. I like to feel and tickle it – like a pink piano of innocent joy. Your lips are like a strawberry farm spreading smiles and pores of love….

My Hannibal

My Hannibal, my shrink. You keep me safe in my straitjacket when I go wild and mad. My social anxiety can’t hurt me, I’m hidden in your restraints. You give me pink meds when my thoughts abduct me and send me to another universe. You let me consume Talking and spit Pain. My Hannibal, my…

Liebster Award

Blogging is like a tech labyrinth full of deep secrets. Each corner of its maze offers new tags, more written magic and a whole universe of touching content. Since people often share their inner demons and have the freedom to be who they are, recognition means a lot. And here we are, my first blogging…

Behind You

Why do we go way too far to find beauty? What about the hidden paths of our homes and souls? Why do we shoot for the Moon when there’s a whole universe inside us and all around? Why do we collect money when love honey and sweet freedom are enough? Why are we scared of…

Digging for Truth and Diamonds

Digging for the truth. Exploring people’s inner labyrinths, mining deep through my soul, and exposing dirty gems of love. But the tunnels get dirty and dark. Oblivion, silence, and illusions. Isn’t it better to be ignorant and happy instead of raw and honest? People see me on the surface polishing diamonds of stupidity. But my…

FamELy

A weekend full of roses, passports, and kebabs. It took you some time, El, to realise that family is all you’ve got. The rest – illusions before the other side. The beer will finish, the tickets will expire, your writing will be hacked, your students will be adults soon, and friends and people will simply…