Memories

Shoebox holding all the memories.
Memories stay alive.
Without air, without light.
They live in silence.
In silence they ruin the night.


-by me-

Seasons

If you ask me my favorite season.
I would consider summer, but summer is too close to the end.
Neither fall nor winter have a slight chance, but spring..
Spring is the beginning of it all.
From trees and babyducks to blue skies.
When spring is calling,
I blossom among with the flowers and the bees.

Would or Should

Why live life like we should live it, and not like we would live it ?

Do we live the way we live because we think we’re supposed to or simply because we’re afraid of our woulds versus peoples opinion.

I began to thinking do we go to universities, get married, move in together and make babies all because we think we should ?

Or would we also do this if there was no one to judge us.

Think about it, how many woulds does your life involve ?



-by me-

Time is changing

Since when is “sleeping together” and “getting played” replaced by “moving in together” and “getting married” ?




-by me-

Commitment

I began to wonder do guys really have commitment issues, or am I the

one with the issues ?

Is that the reason why eachtime I fall in love it happens to be a unattainable man.

Maybe it’s not an accident, maybe it became a system of my heart,

and is it making me feel comfortable to know that it’ll never work out.

Could it be that past relationships stole my faith.

I wonder am I avoiding great men and great love, just to save myself from big

fights and big break ups ?

Am I afraid of commitment ?



-by me-

fashion/architecture

This is for all the men who complain about the amount of time and money women spend on their clothes.

You can compare fashion with architecture.

Some people have no choice and take what they can get, some have exactly what they want, while others want a bit more.

And then you got the ones that only settle for an expensive, exclusive designer piece.

So the next time your about to complain, think about your dream house !


-by me-

Scars

They say time heals all your wounds.

It’s comforting to hear, but is it the truth ?

Even though blood disappears and tears do dry on their own.

It’s a fact that scars really are forever.



-by me-

Become a butterfly

It all starts with a cocoon

Safe, unknown of a world outside

But soon it’ll all change

A growing process is waiting

Try, fail, learn and conquer

You have to go through these fases

In order to become a butterfly


-by me-

New day..

Open your eyes

The sun is shining through the window

A blue colored sky, or maybe gray

Birds singing loud

The temperature is rising

Coffee waiting to be taken

The beginning of a new day


-by me-

A place..

I know a place
It’s not easy to see, you have to really use your eyes.
If you ask me what color it is, I would say gray.
If you ask me what shape it is, I would say it’s a circle.
It smells like garbage and the sounds are unbearable.
I’ve tried painting it happy colors, like pink and orange.
I’ve baked cupcakes a few times, to create a sweet smell.
I even tried to reshape the circle into a heart.
Neither music nor earphones can cover the noise.
Nothing is working,
And I don’t care anymore.


-by me-

Pink clouds

High up, up in pink clouds

Blue sky and a soft breeze.

Flowers and cotton candy.

Wrapped up in a luxury and tender coat

Come up, up in pink clouds

Smell the sweetness

Watch the flowers and the blue sky

Feel the soft breeze on your skin

Not mint green, lilac or banana yellow

Tell me you love pink clouds


-by me-

Like the rabbit..

Since both technology and women empowerment are moving forward, it seems single woman is the new best thing. Women don’t need men anymore.. not for money, not for kids, not for love and not for orgasms.

Women can get money through education, they can buy appartments through jobs, kids through artificial insemination, love through family and friends (with benefits) and they can even get orgasms through toys like..the rabbit !

I don’t mean to say anything negative or bad about men, sometimes there’s nothing better than a strong man holding your hand. But I guess some men have to be more careful with women. Or they end up (c)old and lonely.


-by me-

I don’t sing sad love songs, I buy Chanel

It’s the reaction of many people whose heart has been broken.
But I won’t sing sad love songs or grab a chocolate bar and I definitely won’t cry.
I’m worse than that.
I buy things that I don’t need, don’t use and don’t want.
Some call it shopping therapy, but it’s really an addiction.
Therefore you need therapy, without shopping!
The amount of money I spend depends on how deep the pain goes.
When a man disappoints me I find comfort at M·A·C or Chanel.
When he lies to me I deserve a spa day and new shoes.
And a big break up can cost me an entire new wardrobe.
After such a shopping treat I feel stronger than ever, no one can take my dazzle M·A·C smile away.
If only this was long term happiness, there wouldn’t be a problem.
But experience has taught me that my dazzle smile doesn’t last long,
Within’one day I’m right back to where I was.
Turns out, it’s neither good for my bankaccount nor my heart.
So what to do;
Never fall in love again or taking that risk with the possibility of having to spend another day at my favorite store ?

Love, Iris

Love and Leave

Over the last couple of years I met many men.

All with different looks, lifestyles, goals and languages.

They had two things in common, being complicated and having the XY chromosome.

I don’t regret meeting them, even though they didn’t gave me what I was looking for.

They took me back & forth, brought me up & down, got me high & low.

I’ve seen the sun & the rain, experienced laughter & pain.

And found out that their actions, their words mean nothing, unless stated otherwise.

Bittersweet I would say, bitter because of the tears and sweet because of the lessons.

Love and leave


-writtenbyme-

Sun

Oh beloved sun, come shine down on me

Touch my skin with your warmth
Draw a smile on my face with your soul
Blind my eyes with your colour
Tickle my stomach with your power

Oh beloved sun, I’m in need of you


-written by me-

Drug

One great mind, one great brain.

If I could, I would,

Get in your head to see, pretty colors, pretty things.

Cause your thoughts, your acts,

Are greater than great.

And your energy is,

Wider than wide.

You astound me everyday,

Leaving me speechless and high


-written by me-

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Such a strong man, shaped by past memories
Fought many battles, and conquered them all
You got used to gray days, and survived them all
Until one day, cancer knocked on your door
The strong man pushed his fear aside
Determined to overcome another fight
But this time it was different
The enemy was stronger, much stronger
After two years of fighting
The pain became unbearable
Your consciousness faded away
Your body got weaker and weaker
Fear broke you up
And your soul disappeared


Dedicated to Oscar Bos
29.12.1987 - 26.02.2008

Friends

Friends are the most important thing in life, if you ask me.

They are the family you made for yourself.

As we know life is not always the party we hoped for.

And what do we need more than friends, when times get rough.

Parents will not always be on your side, and well.. your dog is not always able to make you smile.

Let’s not even talk about flirts, one-night-stands, friends with benefits, boyfriends,girlfriends etc.

Anyway let’s get back to the facts.

Friends won’t hate you for coming home late or better for not coming home at all,

they won’t mind eating pizza for dinner, they don’t run from hour-long conversations

and they definitely won’t judge you for crying during your weekly tv shows.

After all they are the ones you come home to after a failed date or big fight.

They will understand you, encourage you, tell you what’s hard, but needful to hear.

They will stand by you through several breakups, drunk incidents & bad hair days

Even though they are sometimes too drunk to hold back your hair, you know they would.

Without friends the world would have a billion more problems.

-written by me-

One game

Millions of different people
Thousands of different languages
Hundreds of different cultures
Various religions
Several ways of living
Seven continents
One game

For many their passion
For some entertainment
For others the beginning of their future
For a few just
Football



FIFA World Cup 2010 South Africa, I'm ready !

Torn

My heart starts beating faster every second,
my vision becomes blurry.
Blurry turns into black, 3,2,1.. my vision is back
And you got me again, testing me, stressing me, tearing me apart.
Your mouth became a knife, and your words they cut so deep,
I slowly die



-written by me-

Being single

Is there something as a perishable date for being single ?

Since the years slipping by more friends start living together (with their boy/girlfriend),

And as much as we like to believe that nothing’s changing,
parties become different for both singles and couples and so do dinners and vacations..

I sometimes find myself worrying about the future.

I see a lonely old lady, surrounded by cats ( I don’t even want cats),
drinking tea, and reading love stories all day every day.. okay, maybe something more exciting but still lonely.

No, that’s not what I had planned.

After a failed relationship and too many “interesting boys” I am now ready for Mr. Right.

Don’t get me wrong, I don’t need me a millionaire with a diamond ring, wedding and everything.

Just someone who makes the road of life a litte more fun and less lonely.

At what age, after how many disappointments and buckets of B&J’s do you decide to give it up ?

And what makes you decide to try again, not knowing if he’s mister right or mister rightnow..

So I replaced the disappointments by girlfriends,
the B&J’s by wine & champagne and decided to build my dreams.
Only one thing hasn’t changed: I’m still ready for Mister Right.


-written by me-

paper&pen

As the pen touches the paper,

The ink creates blue letters.

Letters become words become sentences

And so on..

Creating stories, expressing feelings.

-written by me-

The world

There are so many people in the world who cherish their hometown or country.

And there ain’t nothing wrong with that.

But they put all their love in it, and forget about the world itself.

Look beyond your own hometown or country.

Put your pride and religion aside, and give eachother a (helping) hand.

More people is more knowledge is more power.

The world is ours and it’s our responsibility to take care of it.

So why not work together to keep it beautiful and livable.

Cause without the world, there is no hometown or country to cherish..


-written by me-

The Sequel of Fairytales

There will be a(nother) prince charming… The fact that they never wrote about love after first love, doesn’t mean it’s impossible.

We all know that what doesn’t kill us makes us stronger, so “living happily ever after” is still in the picture.

The world is enormous and full of people. So different, yet so much alike.

And out of all these people, you’ll probably find more than one person who will sweep you off your feet.

When it’s going to happen, only time can tell.

Just have a little patience, dont go looking for love, let love find you.

Cause I promise you, it will find you.

When you’re in the right place at the right time, Mr. Charming will sweep you of your feet.

You will be caught in the moment, a new book will open and a new story will be written.


-written by me-

No rules

I don’t play by the rules

and I don’t care if I’m right or wrong

I’m listening to my feelings

and this feels better then ever

I’m enjoying every single moment

No matter if it’s right or wrong

Getting high has never been so easy

Sweet words broke through the wall

and landed in my heart..


-written by me-

City

Lights shining bright into the streets

Sounds of the subway keep the people half awake

Cars and cabs keep the streets alife

Homeless people are drinking and yelling

Cats seeking for food around the garbage

A night in the city


-written by me-

Retry

It was the right place, but the wrong time
Is that even fair?
When everything feels so right,
and everything seems so clear.
No dirt or fog,
it was all crystal clear
Just because we’ve been there,
is there no way to retry ?

-written by me-