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         Source: chadscottmusic.com

One day I will make you run

faster than a Cheetah

to spread your black cloak

somewhere else.

One day I will defeat you

it may be a breath before

death but you shall never

prevail forever.



Favourite Things About Blogging/Top 5 Wednesday


Top 5 Wednesday

Top 5 is a weekly bookish assessment by Gingerreadslainey and today’s feedback is 5  favourite things about your community you use for T5W: YouTube, Blogging etc.. You can also access the topics on the Goodreads Group. I am happy with this week’s topic [not that the others did not delight] because it brings to the forefront how important the medium we use weekly to share our thoughts is and especially how we feel our host site. I am so eager to share what I love about WordPress Blogging and more excited to read your reasons to compare ;).

I have access to so many source based material on topics that I like that I would not get if I am not constantly alerted to posts from the bloggers who I follow or come across on my journey. As a result I am always reading articles or more simpler structured posts, learning about what shaped our past, why the earth behaves in a particular way or how to do simple coding [thank you WordPress]. My heart sings for joy when I see an alert that so and so archives will give access for three days to the public. I quickly write down the date because I know, I have that time to conduct research in a database that I would not normally have access through its portals.  Of course, there are the funny posts which give the welcome laughter, chuckle or smile to balance out the heavier material. In addition,  I may not pick up a book/novel for two/three weeks but I am still reading daily because of my blogging community and I love it! Besides, I get tips of books that passed under my radar but someone out there always word their review in a way which pulls my interest.

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You Are My Therapy



It beckons me, binding me come to its bosoms, teasing from the corner of my eyes. My heart leaps, with each raise and fall of my chest, I know my release is not to long away. Brightly coloured in a kaleidoscope of beauty beseeching me into its fold. Should I plunge? Will you smooth my anxieties, will you promise to only caress me? I sigh deeply in submission, exciting touching the harden surface of your crust, yet you did not deny me. I remember the first time I met  you, so long ago that I fear the memory is opaque. Your bright and becoming features were all over the place. It was my love at first sight; thinking about it now, it is my only love at first sight. Perhaps, the reason for my attachment to you. I have heard that one always remember their first love, then tag you are it baby. For you my heart will always crave, hunger for your reassuring words of comfort and excitement.

Words in war, romance, thriller, spiritual awakening, aimed to suit the past, present or future. Even when you bring with sadness, you promise a better tomorrow. I believe that vow because the day after you gave me another story, one of a happier ending. With you it is never a lie, I am never a jilted sheila on the verge of an emotional attack. You always tell me in brief or not, what I should expect of you. True, there will be twist in the plot, a surprise here and there but that is how I like it. I expect and except that only from you. We have a special relationship, I can share you with others and I still feel like your girl. You are the only one I will accept this arrangement with; it is what it is.

You are good with words. I lovingly turn page after page and deeper you pulled me into your cocoon. A solace that no one can offer me greets with a shout, a wave and a smile. I am home, albeit how imaginative and penned by someone else, it is but darn it, it is my refuge. My arbitrary choice when the thin wall that laces my sensitive thought process, crashes into a sea of  fury and nothingness. It is my protector, my forever, on it I can rely to never leave or lie to me. I will always want you, I will want you until I draw my last borrowed oxygen.

You are my therapy.
Books are my therapy.