Archive for January 2008
One second tips the scales.
Posted by: Adriel on: January 31, 2008
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Three halves and he’s drunk, intoxication taking over his will. three seconds of beatitude, guitar strumming and african dancing, four seconds of somber receptivity, much like static on a radio. seven seconds of life proved too much, the empyreal radience of the celestial sky beckoning, he crosses over longing for nothing more than a touch, [...]
Cradle to grave
Posted by: Adriel on: January 30, 2008
They say it matters not how many people are at your promotion party or your wedding. Its the number of people who turn up for your funeral that shows how much you mattered. My funeral? I don’t want anyone there. Funerals are the biggest hyprocritical business going. Its the only time when people say nice [...]
Chance. change. Consequence.
Posted by: Adriel on: January 29, 2008
I live in a world that does not believe in second chances. They believe in ‘ Don’t screw up the first time.’ A world, harsh and unfeeling, ready to pounce on you once you’re susceptible to their unethical two-faced ways. As a child, I grew up watching cartoons, how the good guys always win the [...]
Stories.
Posted by: Adriel on: January 27, 2008
Someday you will find me Caught beneath the landslide In a champagne supernova in the sky. — Alter ego. We all need one. We need our own tyler durdan. Because in this harsh, cold world, people step over one another to get what they want. If you were oblivious to people stepping over you, yeah, [...]
No hesitation.
Posted by: Adriel on: January 25, 2008
Part 1 can be read here. This is part two of a two part pilot, tell me if its worth continuing, or if it’s pointless to do so.- “ Get out of the car Patrick. Get it done. “ Those words rang in his head like church bells. Convicting, yet distressing. He hesitated. Kain fished [...]
The harlot princess
Posted by: Adriel on: January 24, 2008
A lady of the evening, donned in exquisite fabrics of harmonious colours, her voluptuous body glowed under the moonlight. A Symbol of aphrodisia and carnality, She exhibits grace in all her salaciousness, concupiscent gestures leave the men imaginative. A strange calamity in her eyes, as if misfortune were to befall upon her patrons. In a [...]
Gunshot revalations.
Posted by: Adriel on: January 24, 2008
Birds flying in the sky and trees swaying with the wind, tranquility by the grace of mother nature, he indulged. In the face of his screaming, lamp-throwing, teary-eyed girlfriend, all he could think about, was the dust. And the fall patterns of her tears on the carpet. And the lamp from IKEA. His grey eyes [...]
The queen of yesterday.
Posted by: Adriel on: January 22, 2008
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Threadbare drapes and tear stained eyes, decrepit and flaccid, she drags her torpid feet across the cold hall, Barely astounding, mostly harrowing and ghastly, the walk across the alveolate sepulchral aisle. An overwhelming sense of melancholy and disconsolation, the reflection of lights bouncing off the stained glass offered no invigoration, She is left vulnerable even [...]
What hurts the most.
Posted by: Adriel on: January 21, 2008
Photo. microfilm. photograph. Memories locked in an image created by light falling on a light-sensitive surface. The scene’s visible wavelengths of light focused into a reproduction of what the human eye would see. You and I both know they tell a different story. She wept with a convulsive catching of her passionless, dreary breath. Cramming [...]
Ponderings.
Posted by: Adriel on: January 21, 2008
That extra speckle of pepper to make that porridge taste better. Or rather, taste right. Osyter sauce for the sauted vegetables, creamer for the coffee, sugar cubes for that tea. We’re perfectionists by nature, if you ask me. It’s all in the details. We’re insatiable creatures. The irony is, we only need one thing. One [...]
One day memory.
Posted by: Adriel on: January 18, 2008
—– What if all of us had short term memory. Imagine if we had a memory capable of only storing information within 24 hours. That’ll probably compel us to keep a journal. Or record our life’s events and worth-rememberings in other forms, like paintings, or even songs. Think 50 first dates. Wouldn’t it be beautiful, [...]
The one in red.
Posted by: Adriel on: January 18, 2008
Certain people have a way of being smug. A way so revolting that it makes you sick. The stench of arrogance concealed behind that hypocritical, artificial smile. Flouting the fundamentals of social ethics, bearing judgement over everyone in her sight, friends, aquaintances, regardless. The deprivation of a moral compass, leading to exploitation and even profiteering [...]
The boy down the block.
Posted by: Adriel on: January 17, 2008
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Tinted eyes, tainted heart, He looks on dreamily. Tries to balance the equation, he realises that life is more than numbers. He wraps his broken heart in bubble pop plastic, he cowers in the darkness, afraid. afraid of living life like a dream, afraid of waking up to reality, afraid of being afraid. fornication and [...]
" He was a quiet man. "
Posted by: Adriel on: January 16, 2008
You may ask why I did what I did. But what choice did you give me. How else could i get your attention? All i wanted was to exist in your world. Just one person would take time to actually see me. Help me..find a way out. There comes a time, where the diseased and [...]
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Adriel
18/7/1989
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