Your..

Your shoulder for leaning
Your chest for warmth
Your arms for safety
Your hands for help
Your ears for listening
Your eyes for faith
Your mouth for words
Your words for courage
Your lips for kisses

..

-written by me-

I wonder

I regret that the both of us just sat there.
I regret that nothing happened.
Never was there a goodbye kiss,
it all ended with a hug.
Little did I know that I would never see you again.
I wonder where you are..
I’ll always wonder, but I’ll never know.

-written by me-

SHe

She was smart and quiet

He was social and smart

She was beautiful, but sometimes unsure

He knew he looked good, but never showed it

She was always wonderin’who she was and where she was going

He was living in the very moment

She was glowing, when surrounded by the right people

He was over excited, but laidback

She only let few people into her heart

He gave everyone a small piece of his

She was creative and loved to write and draw

He was very social but loved alone time after all

She had a hard time letting things go

He knew how to accept the way things go

She was always stormy like the wind

He was always calm like still water



He was high on life

She was high on love

He was in love

She was in love

He enjoyed cooking and dining

She enjoyed dinners and good food

He loved making fire

She loved staying warm

He once opened up and cried

She opened her heart and smiled

He prefered sleeping together

She prefered not sleeping alone

He was amused by the people of the city

She was amused by the rush of the city

He was never too late

She was always on time



He began wondering who he was and where he was going

She understood

He left

-written by me-

Someday

Maybe..someday..

when

the minds are wiser

the hearts are stronger

the ego’s are smaller and

the confidence is bigger


-written by me-

R210906

It seems that I can’t really get through you

how do you feel about the things we do ?

Are you in the mood,

or did I missunderstood.

I thought the candles would say enough,

but now you acting kinda tough.

I wanne know if it’s worth my time,

cause if not, i’m gone by the end of this line.

-written by me-
21-09-06

Explore

In order to feel good in life,

you have to know what makes you feel good.

The world is yours, go explore yourself.

Find out which music you love to hear,

which country feels like your home

and what it is that you like in a person.

Find out what feeds your mind.

-written by me-

Citygal

A girl without her city is like mother nature without water, without sun.
There is nothing that feeds her.
People might think I’m overreacting, but this is the truth.
While others may describe the sounds of the city as noise,
for me it’s like music to my ears.
I would choose crowded over quiet,
And traffic over empty streets.
I’d rather hear honking taxi’s than silence of the nothingness.
I don’t mind take aways on every corner of the street.
I prefer light over dark.
I love a little life in the middle of the night,
In fact I can’t sleep without hearing the subway every other minute.
You can take me out of the city, but you can’t take the city out of me.

-written by me-

Butterfly

Light as a ..

Light as the wind

Free as a..

Free to go, free to stay

Light & free

as a butterfly


-written by me-

Around the world

We can build brigdes
And fly over seas
We can walk for miles
And drive the rocky roads
We can climb the highest mountain
And cross the deepest ocean

We can study Buddhism in Japan
Or dance in Brasil
We can enjoy the colors of Bollywood in India
Or feed lions in Africa
We can drink mint tea in Morocco
Or take a shower with the elephants in Indonesia
We can go to the geysers in Iceland
Or embrace the nature of Costa Rica
We can relax in Jamaica
Or catch waves in Australia
We can have siesta in Spain
Or smoke cigars in Cuba

We can rebuild life
And paint it different colors
We can sow seeds
And give them water
We can kiss the sandy beach
And hug the snowy street

We can lie in bed and watch the rain
-written by me-

Life's moments

If you put a song to every moment in your life

and play it out loud..

Will the happy songs outshine the sad songs ?

-written by me-

Dreams

Sometimes I have too many dreams in my head, I get a headache.

At that moment my head is telling me it’s time to chase one of them.

-written by me-

I love Apple

It must have been 1998, I was 10 years old.. young and innocent but I had good taste !
I was playing at a friends house with barbie's when something caught my eye,
it was then and there that I fell in love, in love with an Apple Imac G3.
Unfortunately I didn't had the money to buy one, but I dreamed about the smooth design every night.
And I knew that one day I would be the owner of an Apple Imac G3,
not knowing that nowadays they have Macs, iPods, iPhones and iPads.

I can now say that I'm the proud owner of an iPod nano, a white one.. 4 years old.
I begin to think that's too old for an iPod, but I can't say go!
You see, my love for Apple is big and it's still growing every day.

However I still can't decide whether to buy an iPhone or not..
And when I'm starting school in September I really need a Macbook (pro).
Or what about the "iPad", I get serious heart palpitations of that thing.
I don't really need one, but hey look how thin, feel how light, see the smooth design,
check the touchscreen and the features.
Decisions, Decisions....




Until then I will cherish every moment with my iPod nano
Love, Iris

Desert Flower

The autobiography of a Somalian nomad (Waris Dirie).

From the desert to the catwalk!


now in cinemas

Fairytale

Every girl knows the word “fairytale”,
the first time you heard about this word was probably in your early years.
Maybe your parents or grandparents told you about it before you got to sleep.
Maybe you read it in a book or saw it in the cinema.
I’m talkin’about the stories where everything can happen.
Stories filled with dwarfs, crowns, candy houses, talking teapots and
dancing armoires and the most important one; love, real love, endless love !
Love between a beautiful young woman and a charming prince on a white horse,
saving the young woman from all the bad, and they live happily ever after.
These are all lovely stories, and at that age we love to believe all of it.
But as we grow older, we find out that it’s a little bit different, or not ?
Allright, the first time you fall in love, it’s exactly as you heard or read in fairytales, even better !
And so does it carry on for a few chapters, exactly, a few chapters.
Cause after a while it can lose it’s glow, you find out it’s not always happily ever after.
And then you’ll feel lost, what in the world are you going to do..
you don’t know, cause you never read this part.
And that’s because they never wrote that part,
they also never wrote about love after first love.. will you ever fall in love again ?
Is there another prince charming, who will save you from this drama ?

Question, as we grow older, we agree that dwarfs and talking teapots and dancing armoires don’t excist,
then what makes us believe that real love does excist ?

I haven’t figured it out… yet!

-written by me-

Life

Life is just a white paper with some black lines,
it's your job to add colors to it.

-written by me-

My journey

No drama, no tears.. one quick hug and I walked away without looking back.
I hopped on the plane, like I hop on the bus every other day.
Little did I knew that it would be love at first sight.

I faced obstacles while climbing a moutain, but I reached the top
I found peace of mind and an amazing view.
And while I was standing on my board I could feel the effect of the Indian Ocean.
Coloured houses and coloured people, coloured my day.
I wandered around the city as I was one of them, one of the locals.
And as the sun went down, reality set in.
It was time to hop on the plane, like I hopped on the mini bus every other day.
Compared to the last time, I cannot say no drama..

Tears welled up in my eyes when I left Cape Town.
I felt at home in this rainbow nation.
I kept looking back until the city disappeared behind the clouds.
Yes Cape Town was beyond my imagination.