Showing posts with label feels. Show all posts
Showing posts with label feels. Show all posts
18.12.15
sometimes.
Labels:
about these words,
craving,
discover,
eve,
feelings,
feels,
lit,
love,
storytelling,
tevin andrews,
these words
Location:
South Africa
1.10.15
magic.
Labels:
about these words,
answers,
becoming,
black,
brown,
discover,
divine,
energy,
feels,
light,
lit,
magic,
soul conversations. soul to soul,
spirit,
survival,
these words
Location:
South Africa
28.8.15
be love.
Labels:
about these words,
africa,
answers,
bloom,
choice,
discoveries,
energy,
feels,
for you,
honey,
language,
love,
tevin andrews,
universal,
us,
we are one,
words,
words are power,
words over anything
Location:
South Africa
4.7.15
an aftermath. an answer.
Labels:
about these words,
aftermath,
answers,
discoveries,
divine society,
feels,
silence,
soul conversations,
soul to soul,
still,
tevin andrews,
these words,
we,
words,
you
Location:
South Africa
20.6.15
how big, how blue, how beautiful.
Labels:
divine society,
energy,
energy fields,
feelings,
feels,
florence and the machine,
florence welch,
for you,
hold on,
inspired,
soul conversations. soul to soul,
soul to soul,
swim,
walk on water
Location:
South Africa
28.5.15
feels.
I feel so much these days.
So many things.
Certainty. Doubt. Like. Melancholy.
Each.
A few seconds.
Clock is ticking.
Late.
Late.
Excitement.
Confusion.
Of grey clouds in the sky.
Of grey clouds in the sky.
Lurking.
Sick To my stomach. Purple or green. Both actually.
Always rainbow though,
Throughout.
Sometimes calm.
Courageous. Here and there.
Politics. Pathetic too. Thanks to bad hair days and badder
fashion ones. Thandile Babalwa Sunduza. Out - of the (banana’s) yellow.
But,
never love.
Well, not the kind that makes the hair on the back of your neck stand, anyway.
However,
never love.
Well, not the kind that makes the hair on the back of your neck stand, anyway.
However,
there’s peace in my heart.
And patience. For days.
And patience. For days.
Enduring. What pain ?
Expectant.
Every now and then.
Every now and then.
Free. God bless Uganda.
Thankful. Because, I am alive.
Breathing.
Still.
Blinking.
Feeling. Constantly feeling.
Labels:
feels,
language,
poetry,
tevin andrews,
words
Location:
South Africa
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