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Chrystine

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Lebanon
Lebanon
About everything and anything
February 13, 2019
 

If only
she were
more familiar
with her demons,

She’d build
A hell,
Of a Home

—Chrystinem

WINTER WHISPERS
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January 18, 2019
 

You told me a story about flowers once,
How they’d never withdraw if you often remember the importance of watering them.
You told me a story about sunsets once,
How they’d never lose their charm if you watch them every night.
You told me endless stories about my beauty,
My powerful heart and strenuous will.
But here I am today, falsifying what you say.
Here I am today as the flowers withdrew and I miss the sunset every night.
Here I am today waiting to be watered again,
Forgetting that sometimes I need to be the one watering myself,
That only sometimes, I should watch that sunset  and look so deeply into its beauty,
Even if I have to walk that shore alone; every night ....

LIGHT LETTRS LOGO
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September 18, 2018
 

I’m here to tell you about vitality;

You cannot value a plant enough if you do not tend on watering it.

I’m here to tell you about admiration;

You cannot worship her enough if you do not tend on lavishing respect.

—Chrystinem

BHAVYA SINHA
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September 5, 2018
 

A parallel world,

Where no one would captivate their tendencies

Where expressions are altruistic.

A parallel world,

Where the real is tangible,

and captivation finds no home;

Captivating, isn’t it?

—Chrystinem

VISIONS
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January 21, 2018
Zahlé, Lebanon

One  absolute conversation with myself,

That's all it takes, and that's how difficult it is.

AROUND AND AROUND
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January 13, 2018
Zahlé, Lebanon

Now tell me what is it that you're gonna choose to embrace,

Foolish Sanity
                          or
                         Wise Madness?

I SEE..
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December 31, 2017
Lebanon

       Before my Dress is Untied

I guess I'm overdressed
I guess I keep overdressing myself everyday
Trying to escape my skin
Trying to hide my naked body, or its bruises at least.

You'd want me overdressed anyway,
You'd love to know that no one can see my skin,
That no one can see what's behind its sensitive layers,
Some imprisoned tears,
Some scent cravings to your sweater
My wish to finally taste the beauty of holding you
My loneliness along a bunch of gregarious souls

You'd love it if I were to be protected from all of the exposure,
You know that I am protected from all of the exposure ,
You know that my goofiness is a good liar
And that my smile is a good cover up

For beneat...

ANGEL OF PASSION
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December 18, 2017
 

What's it like to lose interest in Everything?

Fuck it, What's interest to begin with?

ANGEL BREATHING
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October 4, 2017
Zahlé, Lebanon

Let your mother realize why you can't get out of bed easily
Let a sister realize why you've been having a bad temper lately
Let a best-friend find out why you've been rejecting going out when you've always wanted to make some plans
Let us handle the reason why you cannot handle any of this
Let us hear you admit why you don't want to admit your depression
Let us talk about why you don't wanna talk about it..
Let us find a good heart-lift together
Cause we are all carrying some of this,
But how about we all carry it together, proportionally?
#YouAreNotAlone #DepressionAwareness
--Chrystinem

STOPPED BEING WEAK
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October 3, 2017
Zahlé, Lebanon

I hear the sound of howling dogs and I want to be watching Television with your arms around me
With Endless food cravings going on,
I smell the scent of winter wishing I had warmth to embrace it, the warmth of your sweatshirt & tight hug
The warmth of our insomnia nights staring at each other
The warmth of cold bodies colliding with one intensity
But then again I wouldn't want the warmth if there ain't nobody hearing my silly little stories
If My fragile spots aren't memorized by heart and my clumsy reactions aren't somebody's thrill
I wouldn't mind the chill if something stops you from expressing how my hug feels the same to you,
If you wouldn't play my favorite song and sleep by the ...

VISIONS
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October 3, 2017
Zahlé, Lebanon

I find ashes between the ruins of these Stories of yours
Ashes that wanted to revive again
Yet they got stuck in their places, still,
Waiting forever, for someone else to replace them with fresh revived particles
I wanted to be the reviving flame of yours
In fact, I wanted to be yours.
But you know,
Shit happens when you choose to live with your ruins,
Rather than build us a real Home
--ChrystineM

ANGEL OF PASSION
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September 29, 2017
 

It kills to tie yourself up when you know how far you could run,
To sit on the waiting list of what you want to be yours so badly. It smothers to know that reality is inevitable, and happiness doesn't exist,
That the only tangible satisfaction you'll want to gain for a lifetime is the one you'll keep on striving for, your whole lifetime.
--ChrystineM

ANGEL OF PASSION
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March 26, 2017
Lebanon

I live in a daily pattern of activeness now,
And i can not love it enough

It gets dull most of the time, it's not where i want to be, but hibernation isn't my destination either.

My life routine is getting so constant that I can actually feel the variation coming through, bits by bits, in dramatic silence, yet great effectiveness.

--ChrystineM

ANGEL OF PASSION
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March 19, 2017
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Im having this spring feeling inside my heart and it's torturing me

I do love spring, but nothing feels the same anymore, guess thats where torture is coming from.

Hurray for Hollywood
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January 29, 2017
Zahlé, Lebanon

How could emptiness feel so heavy?

CELEBRATING REPUBLIC DAY
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January 9, 2017
Zahlé, Lebanon

      "Purified Whiskey"
She had the most-unstable character.
She went by the color of whiskey perhaps
She had a thing for unexpected combats
She was selectively gregarious
And seemed so harmful only because she explored the unique
Even her music playlist was  rare,
She had a thing for ones in a million and a differnt view
But as far as i know her,
She was more like a cup of purified whiskey;
It would take a lot to get to know the real her
She was externally harmful you think you know her
But once you dig in a bit,
You'd read between the lines and get to become her written story
She was a cup of whiskey,
Yet A very pure one.                        --ChrystineM

LETTRS BLACK AND WHITE
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January 9, 2017
Zahlé, Lebanon

     "Purified Whiskey"
She had the weirdest most-unstable character.
She went by the color of whiskey perhaps

She had a thing for spontaneous instants
And her own unexpected combats

She was selectively gregarious
She seemed so harmful only because she searched for the unique
Even her music playlist was  rare,
She had a thing for ones in a million and a different perspective

But as far as i know her,
She was more like a cup of purified whiskey;
It would take a lot to get to know the real her
She was externally harmful and easily understood

But once you dig in a bit,
You'd read between the lines and get to become her written story

She was a cup of whiskey,
Yet A very pure one.  ...

ORIGINAL
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December 1, 2016
Lebanon

I pick on normal people so accurately
I watch their tiniest mistakes And interpret their favorite melodies;
For some have different potentials and views that they Unconsciously hide under social ascribed constrains, Unaware of how they could easily experience what they "claim" to fear.
I watch these people and see tons of deviated tongue slips that they don't understand
I watch these people wondering what would they have been if they had known and accepted what i can see in them.. and Not what everyone  else feeds their glasses with.
--ChrystineM

ORIGINAL
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November 18, 2016
Lebanon

Shall i wait for you like i do every year?
Or has your beautiful essence transform into loneliness?
You seem to have lost your warm wrap-ups, or perhaps ive forgotten that you've always been originally cold..
Guess i won't wait for your arrival this year,
Cause i ain't gonna be only losing November once you're here.
You're gonna cost me more than just leaves,
You're gonna cost me eager hugs and what's genuinely warm,
So why bother arrive this year, Dearest December?
--ChrystineM  

ORIGINAL
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November 8, 2016
Lebanon

You do know me well, or so you believe
But it scares the hell of me that i myself don't.

I'm familiar with one single girl,
The one that stays up at night,
Writing or thinking,
One that has nothing to do with my scrambled bundle of thoughts you see everyday.
I'm familiar with my one true self,
That ain't even close to what you meet

I'm familiar with my self-pulling strings
My comfort zone of silence
My endless philosophies of life
Ones that i could Never share
I'm familiar with my own mind,
My very good cheating mind.

It's so good at cheating that it even got me believing i once knew myself so well.

--ChrystineM

ORIGINAL
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August 5, 2016
Zahlé, Lebanon

Hey there, well known freedom

There she goes looking at you

There she goes wondering and mumbling
"Freedom, You sound so happy
And i feel so free
Why hasn't happiness hit me yet?
There you go again, confusing me"

She puts herself to bed, wondering if she truly has you
she's arisen by monstrosity and an innocent nourishment  She knows how to love, wildly yet purely as well
She knows how to own you, yet you don't seem to bring her back what you owe her

She sees the good around yet ultimately believes nothing out of the tongue slips that people think she ignores

She breathes so effortlessly,
Yet inhales so heavily

She knows so silently,
Yet nothing cripples her more than this knowle...

MAGICAL LOVE
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July 5, 2016
Zahlé, Lebanon

We felt like talking

That's when we found no better listener than our pen
With its time-regardless enthusiasm
And self dedication

That's when we found no better memory like that of a well-stained paper
With its full storage capacities
And remarkable accuracy

That's when we found no better
Company like that of a new born friend
One that makes your talk worth a while
And lasts till the end

That's when we found no better listener
Like Writing itself.

--ChrystineM

ORIGINAL
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February 17, 2016
Lebanon

"Don't get too close, it's dark inside"
That's all i understood back then
That's all what i wasn't able to perfectly define

And after i witnessed what this little darkness of men is made up of, things got a little clearer ..

Now what if everything we don't know got shadeless and well known one day?
And how does it feel to be able to analyze everybody's feelings and secretive mixed signals?

Would it still be as beautiful and intriguing ?

Would it still keep a young girl up all night if it weren't for the mystery behind his words?
And how about the scientists' motivation towards explaining everything? Would that still be worthy all effort if it weren't for the uncertainty ?
And wha...

ORIGINAL
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November 14, 2015
 

I am not Beirut; i am not Paris.

I am the beautiful young girl that had to leave her doll behind ashes of her building, i am the crying old man looking for a shelter, i am the miserable mothers trying to sniff one last scent of their children's torn sweaters.
I am not Beirut or Paris, i am their innocent innocent victims. #prayforinnocece

                                   -ChrystineM

ADORATION
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November 14, 2015
 

But my mind is a hungry being, and my only fear is to ever reach its satiation

        

                                                                      --ChrystineM

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FIRST TO ANSWER
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September 20, 2015
 

    So that's how getting locked out feels like?
Extremely painful and strangling..
You run out of expressions with thousands of them running on the inside.
Only on the inside.
That's how you get stuck outside.
You run out of inspirational scenes or motives, or even people, and your mind just blocks.
Suddenly, you just can't find the thoughts to draw for, the motives to sing, or in my case, the words to write with. You suddenly can't find the mouth for what you were so good at breathing through..
It sucks to get stuck, but it feels so good to be absolutely certain that such world is itself the inspiration you need.
To be certain that no matter how blocked your words or pens get,you stil...

SEUSS
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September 6, 2015
 

You give me blues.
The kind of blues that startles at first
The kind of blues that i could've never been used to
Something new, something obscure
Unusual and extraterrestrial to what's present and current.
You give me blues.
Something new and blue
But you know what?
not every blue is necessarily dim,  sometimes, just sometimes, what's blue is correspondent to the sky
A blue sky replacing what's gray and fuzzy.
You give me blues, but i only see them as a new color
You give me blues, but i crazily seem to only notice a new and blue sky
I crazily seem to love them blues of yours.
--ChrystineM

NATURAL BEAUTY
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September 6, 2015
 

But it's a world that believes in holding you back just because ones who are already behind you own faster and fancier cars that can proceed you.

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ADORATION
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September 6, 2015
 

You have a perfect nose and perfect eyes, you're so blond and pretty, you're a charming brunette, you have a stunning smile, you've got a good looking body.. I hear one of these terms and right afterwards someone's called beautiful. What does "beautiful" exactly look like Mother? I keep hearing different terms but i can't figure out its right description." Asked the born blind girl with complete confusion.
- "it's none of these terms my dear, it's not what you actually hear. True, it's impossible for you to see it, but not because you're blind, but because it was never a visible concrete thing. It has always been something deep within, and you, especially you, are one of the most capable hum...

ORIGINAL
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September 6, 2015
 

So that's the thing about stripes..
I look within and i can see it. I can see how dark and gloomy you are, yet i can see them little bright parts as well.
I look within and i know they're in there, they're somewhere
in between.
Or maybe, just maybe, them white stripes were never in between. Maybe it's the black ones that are meddling. Maybe it's that black substance that's covering up your pure white base.
So would you let me be that clear tissue, would you let me wipe every bit of darkness within? i swear you'll end up with nothing but what you were originally made up of. And i know the ending result might corrupt me, but i promise, i wouldn't mind getting bits of darkness wiping up your...

BEAUTY BEVERAGE
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