I like
the idea of
sipping in
your scents of
amber, and
lime
while I
soak the bitters
of your controlled
desires
climbing slowly
down your lips
hide you away
in my secret recipe
and turn your
secrets into a
private delicacy.
food
Coffee
“What do you want?”
I wondered, as I looked
right at the question.
I thought of many things
they never put on the menu.
like a job, a truck,
food, always more food,
a little gas money, an expensive guitar,
more open roads, less speed limits.
freedom.
time.
things they can’t give me.
“By the way, I like your hair.”
I’d rather take coffee than
compliments right now, I thought
to myself.
Just coffee, I replied.
“And how would you like it?”
Black – like my soul.
Food
I decided one time
not long ago
that I’ll keep running
no matter who comes and go
but few miles in
and I found myself
running out of water,
food and breath.
shit.
I supported my arms on
my shaking legs and
looked down at my worn-out
shoes. they were
barely breathing, like
unconscious soldiers on
a battlefield.
how great it was to see them
being one with
my breath.
what a love story. what a tragic death.
so I stopped, and
looked around and
asked myself,
what do you do when you’re
hungry, and you can’t find
a restaurant?
you make your own damn food.
Unwanted
rain.
feeble light.
canned soup.
slow breathing.
clock ticking away.
silence.
there was
something
unwanted but complete
in his emptiness.
Be Like That!
Wake up every day in a new place,
Breathing in the exotic scents,
Each day will be my favorite,
Seeing the sunrise and its essence,
Camping in the desert with old friends,
Climbing up the snow-covered peaks,
Making the way through running waters,
I wish that would be me…
If I could be like that,
I’d give anything for that,
No matter where it would take me,
Wish I could be like that…
Taste every food on the map,
Strike every chord and run to the touchdown,
Hit it hard until we go up,
Who cares if we ever come down!
Be with the love of my life,
Every evening is a new date,
Then I can be perfectly sure,
For next day I’ll surely wait…
If I could be like that,
I’d give anything for that,
No matter where it would lead me,
If only I could be like that…
First self-made Maggi at College!
Making Maggi is a thing that everyone know, but it can be very interesting when its made with the help of an electric kettle (which is also forbidden to use!). Here are some pics about the Maggi-Maniacs college students including me 🙂
And the pics’ title will help you, just move cursor over them to see the descriptions.
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