Choices

I hear so many things
And choose to analyze their words
At times I say not for me
I am not really agree

They can juge me
They can say I reply angrily
Well my happy me
Remember they don't know you

Your values are hidden in the back of your mind
Singleness vs married
Choices vs limits

What I know is that
I have change focus
I have change my mind
I have embrace my flaws
I have just said things
And they don't seems to understand

Well they dare to say you never go out with them
You think if I have to say all the time the same things
And dismiss my way of thinking no way GIRL

I am who I am
Weak fragile
Strong fierce
All is hidden thats all
I have more inside that out
And you miss all of that

Work of summer 2017: extract 5 of "writing by prompts"

I remember

I remember when we walked together in the wheat fields
I remember when you told me I love you
I remember your slight look searching mine in the crowd
But will it end now?

I remember your hand in mine
I remember the soft intimacy
But I feel I slightly loose you
And all what I feel is why?

Work of summer 2017: extract 1 of "writing by prompts"

What is the texture of Hope

Hope is soft like velvet
Hope is smoothing and mending

It gives courage when you are weak
It helps keeping your head up

Hope is soft like velvet
Purple like a old coat I got
Black like my very old vest full of holes

It remembers me when I was young and innocent
And the years gone by

Work of summer: extract 17 of "power of the insider"

I walk as a loner
My inner power make me feel stronger
I defy the world by writing
And time will come when I will be doing
Smile at me
But it isn't the good time
To talk to me about positivity
I reach better days
Don't ennoy me that way
Keep silent and smile for me

I walk as a loner
And I know the reasons
Don't defy my inner power
You could be surprised

Work of summer: extract 6 of "power of the insider"

Blowing skyscrapers
In my imagination
My inner strength has to be revived
My anger has to slow down

The color of a sunset
Invade my body and soul
And that sentence find in me an echo
Something good will happen to me soon
Something good will happen to me soon

The lights of the streets at night
Are giving me the direction
Go through this tunnel more and more
I dream and dream more and more
Forgetting all this mess
Repeating something good will happen to me

Work of summer 2017: extract 23 of "grey papers"

What does really matter?
If you feel darkness inside
Where will you be later?
In the midst of the ocean
You would have drown

Only a few people were there for you

What does really matter?
Wherever you look there is terror
The world collapse and as well people within
You feel like you don't belong to the crowd moving

But you go ahead
You go ahead

Work of summer 2017: extract 9 of "grey papers"

I wish you to understand me plainly
Not just looking at my surface
But deep inside

I wish you to have insight
To take time to know people better

I wish you can do good things
To upbuild people

I wish you to move and change everyday
To not feel limited

Work of summer 2017: Extract 21 of "Soft Power"

The wind's noises
On a fresh morning
Just a time to daydream

Is that this soft power again?

In your vains run the ocean
Your face is like the blue of a britonnic beach
You are the magnificent one
Because nothing is more powerful
That calling the soft power
The daydreamer inside you

Work of summer 2017: Extract 5 of "soft power"

I am just here for you
A good ear or soft words
Do it to you

Let me heal your brockenheart
Let me fix your anxieties till next time

Let me bring you softness
To your hurting soul
Till when would you cry alone?

Let me heal your brockenheart
Let me fix your anxieties till next time

Work of summer 2017: extract 23 of "Pulse project"

My hand search my pulse
I want to feel alive
You know this small beat that mean a lot

On this shore looking at some boats that go away
That pulse beating calmly

Who knows where I will go soon
That pulse lead me far

It is just my essence that speak
Through this life's pulse