strangers-from-the-paradise:

by Boris Pasternak

The noise subsides. I walk onto the stage.
I listen closely to the echo of the hum
And, leaning on the doorway, try to gauge
Just what will happen in the age to come.

In gloom of night, the theater glasses gather
In thousands and focus on the play.
If only you are willing,…

You and I, it’s as though we have been taught to kiss in heaven and sent down to earth together, to see if we know what we were taught.
You are anxious about whether you will rise from the dead or not, but you rose from the dead when you were born and you didn’t notice it.

-- Boris Pasternak, Doctor Zhivago (via jiboop)
Hoping that drowning my thoughts in loud music will drown my feelings to death.

ofbrokenheartsandcoffee:

But my feelings can swim.

fictionwritingtips:

How do you get your readers to care about your characters? It’s probably the question I’ve seen asked most and it MIGHT not as hard as you’re making it out to be. If this is something you’ve been confused about, I think these simple tips might help you.

· YOU need to care about your own…

In writing a poem, I always begin with a sigh and end with a cry.

-- irishjulienne’s, While Writing About You (via talkingoutsoft)