On the desk

Wood II

A Long Wait

It's a long wait,

Almost endless, almost forever,

Amidst the clanging silence of never.

What is this hope that drifts in and out?

A cruel play... twisting emotions?

Or a merciless game of false notions?

It's light, no wait, it's dark.

Who can ever tell?

It's yes, oh wait, it's no.

Now isn't that just swell….

With half blind eyes I look upon your promise,

But you know, I've always been a doubting Thomas…

So humour me.

The day it snowed (Three)

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What do you think about these in blue?

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Note:

I apologize if I'm not able to answer your comments or visit your blogs, as I'm without internet connection for these few weeks. I have left Italy and returned home to my country Malaysia. To read more about this click here. This is a scheduled post.

Have a great day :D

xoxo,

Lly

Dry

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Colours & Cutouts make the Cure...

Lots of Colour (high saturation) and Cutouts (artistic filter)... the cure for badly taken photographs.

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Seaweed

Water Lilies in Watercolour

Whilst visiting Port Dickson, I took photographs of some water lilies (which I will post up soon).

These here are the "morphed" versions made to look like they were painted...

Quaint Paint

I was looking through some photographs I took in a park nearby my home and came across this bunch of red flowers.

I toyed around with it in Photoshop and came up with this effect—a rather quaint looking painting...quite different from the tropical punch feeling of the original shot.

I kinda liked it. I still do.

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Purple on the Ground

Lady On Board

A ladybird on my keyboard...

A Cat...

Title of this post (A Cat...)
Comment: For lack of a better title.

Image posted (Postcard of a cat)
Comment: For lack of better things to do with my time.

Super adorable cat (which I would have loved to cuddle... but didn't because of the very stern looking owner >.<) found at the Medieval Castle in Parco Valentino.

Backgrounds and Roses

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Passing From Sight...

Slowly she fades away into the light,

Very slowly passing from sight,

Not even a memory will remain,

Will all her tears be in vain?

Perhaps it's best she's forgotten,

That no one remembers she was ever begotten,

And they can go on with their lives,

Free from the guilt that caused her cries,

To go out silently into the night...

With Coffee

Cry...

Contemplation

He stood there 

Watching silently, 

Gazing at the life down below.

From behind the parapets and pinnacles,

In the company of the thousands of statues, 

He saw them, he saw the people,

But they did not see him.

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Rooftop: Milan's Duomo

Struck

When you've turned to heaven for the answers, 

And even that can't save you,

You can only sink lower...

Dark Pink

Red Flowers

Photo taken on a vineyard near Florence Italy