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“Silver Linings” by Reha

“Silver Linings” by Jonathan Falk

to the mornings
you struggled
in search of purpose
cheers, for getting a day closer
to the midnights
you ruffled through sheets
instead of sleep
cheers, for feeling the 4am vibes
to the friends
who turned their backs
at times of holding your back
cheers, for finding the real ones
to the places
that remind you
of bittersweet times
cheers, for not crying this time
to sun and rain
to love and pain
cheers,
for still keeping up
through every inch
of thorn
cheers,
for giving yourself
another chance
everyday
cheers,
for never growing too old
to believe in silver linings.

Reha

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“Filters” by Reha

I feel there’s too much of positivity and hope all around, especially in artists (others as well) and that is what blurs the lines of reality. Hope should be where it belongs, fact should be where reality belongs. The problem is we can’t tackle our own dilemmas and name it destiny, we don’t have the courage to follow our dreams and keep hoping they’ll become reality. Even in the worst situation we find positivity. Why? If something is negative take it as it is. If you don’t have courage accept it. And learn. 

Don’t paint everything in bright and beautiful colours when there is so much darkness around. Only when people learn to see and accept things “As It Is”, there’s a chance things will change. And this is something I hate about all these writers these days, who write these over pretentious positive quotes, heartbreaking love poems without ever having even felt the feeling. 

There is just so much hypocrisy around I don’t understand how can art even survive in such conditions. There was a time when great writers and artists created magic and today is a time when it has all boiled down to showing off something that you haven’t even felt yourself. Plagiarising classic art with a twist and calling yourself an artist, doesn’t make you one unless you feel it deep down inside. Art has literally become a modern joke and I despise it so much. 

Maybe it’s time we take things without the filters of what it could be or should be. Instead what it really is. Maybe it’s time constructive criticism should replace getting offended every now and then. Guess negativity exists for a reason.

~REHA

(I know you might not agree with me but it’s just my personal opinion and felt like speaking out once is necessary. All kinds of opinions are absolutely welcome 🌻)

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“Angels’ Cut” by Jonathan Falk

Some people say,
dried leaves can’t be
motionless in the airs.

But whoever saw the waves freezing,
had went through time and space.
Being human means
to be able to understand
humanity.

The borderless
create borderlands. (jf)

“Angels’ Cut” by Jonathan Falk


“Somewhere In The Night” by Evamaria Freshmaker

Over there on the left.
Where we were intended thoughts-transforming into vitreous pictures of ourselves – covering each other’s soul for trying to keep them in mind…

“Somewhere In The Night” by Evamaria Freshmaker

“Midnight Maya” by Jessica Marisol Flores

In my mayan night, I wish upon a star for my ancestors to bring, colorful kisses into this world made of steel.

“Midnight Maya” by Jessica Marisol Flores

Tlaloc will bring the rain over the corn field, so my people can feed from Xipetotec blessing and Metsi’s feels.