Showing posts with label wordpress. Show all posts
Showing posts with label wordpress. Show all posts
Wednesday, March 27, 2019
Music and all those Sounds
An old photograph, song or an aroma can bring back a sense of love, desire or romance to an empty deserted road once filled with laughter and inspired thousands of tales. It's now littered with knocked down homes, abandoned vehicles, stray dogs, alley cats and squirrels who wander the streets in search of crumbs or what may have fallen on the ground...
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2019 at 04:13PM,
abadoned love,
flowers,
Freddy Zalta,
March 27,
music,
Some Poetry,
straydogs,
truth,
wordpress
Monday, March 18, 2019
Express yourself as only you know how to. Don't listen to anyone who tries to knock you down. They obviously have no clue who you are or are unhappy with who they have become. Be true to you.
Tuesday, February 12, 2019
Shadow by your Side
Shadows on the sidewalk, two people walking holding hands, speaking a foreign tongue quite animatedly. Jealousy and insecurity, hand in hand, destroying the vestiges of a love that was once so intense. Causes and the effects of life sometimes are imaginary. Just like those shadows we try and outrun. Our own shadows we cannot outrun.
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2019 at 08:12PM,
February 12,
Freddy Zalta,
inspiration,
music,
poems,
poetry,
shadows,
Some Poetry,
wordpress
Thursday, February 07, 2019
Cryptic Words Unread
You write your pain and your freedom, in words that sometime rhyme. You express your inner fears and courageously climb the highest peaks and descend unknowingly or perhaps with full intent, towards the lowest peaks…
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2019 at 02:01PM,
cryptic,
February 07,
Freddy Zalta,
freddyzalta,
poetry,
readme,
Some Poetry,
wordpress
Wednesday, December 19, 2018
An Unexpected Encounter
The actresses and models were always drawn to him. Perhaps they felt he could write a story with them in mind or help cast them in a movie. He didn't fancy himself as good looking - rather he was average looking. If he had not been a successful writer he would not be looked at twice. It didn't bother him at all if anything it empowered him.
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2018 at 04:12PM,
December 19,
new york,
Short Stories,
The Unexpected,
unexpected,
wordpress
Friday, October 26, 2018
If… (or friday night candles)
If love is only an emotion then a heart is only a steady drum. If love is only an emotion then a heart is only a steady drum. If love is only an emotion then a heart is only a steady drum.
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2018 at 02:42PM,
emotions,
Freddy Zalta,
friday night,
love,
October 26,
Some Poetry,
two candles,
wordpress
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