Archive for October, 2014

(Her) Eyes.

Posted: October 27, 2014 in Uncategorized

Michael Akang's blog

Hello. This tells two love stories (Yes, I’m becoming sappy, sue me). It’s pretty self explanatory but I’ve attached pictures of both my lovers for complete clarification, I’m nice like that. Enjoy.

Her Eyes

Her body is frozen caramel
Her skin, aureate
A fitting frame
For her mercurial eyes.

There is beauty in her eyes.
The rest of her is plain
But her silver eyes
Are vibrant

Her imperfections
Make her flawless
Her flaws
Make her perfect

I know I am flawed
And imperfect
I feel undeserving of her
And her beauty

But her hands are air
And she comforts me
Hugs me with a gentle wind
Pats my back with a draught

And when she looks
When she peers
Into my soul
Her beauty fills me

Her Eyes are true, she reminds
As I see myself in them
And in her silver eyes I see
The beauty that’s in…

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A boy in a rumpled and oversized suit walked into an empty auditorium. In the darkness he was somehow able to find the stage and the podium facing the stage seemed to call him. He was a child yet he knew that he had a great responsibility. He walked up to the podium and took his place at the head of the arrangement.

In the weeks that followed several other children walked into the auditorium. It was still dark, but it could no longer be said to be empty. These children, like the first boy, instinctively knew where their places were in the arrangement. The children took their
places in the dark, picked up their instruments and waited.

When they were all present, they knew.

The lights came on. The auditorium’s doors opened and the orchestra of children was thrust into the limelight.

The boy who was the conductor waved…

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