12 Quotes by Elise Icten

They all went to Bobbi and tried to reasonThey told him because of the cold winter, it was a bad seasonThey pleaded with Bobbi and asked if he could shareas they wouldn't survive if he didn't careBobbi laughed at them and zoomed even louder'What a bunch of losers', he thought even prouderSome bees died and the rest flew awayTo another field far, far away

The sky was grey, the colour of predictability like a bland dish with no salt.

I lowered my towel and saw that though my body was still firm, the glow of youth was about to fade. The sparkle in my eyes had all but deadened.

Grief colours you like a beautiful sunset colours the sky.

The cage of circumstances suddenly did not feel so confined. It felt less lonely knowing we both have had our wings clipped.

He continued to look into my eyes, a lot was being said but not in words.

Networking events often resembled a pandemonium of self-indulgence with the pleasures of flesh on display.

The function of time was to take everything away. The only thing time could not interfere with was the indelible mark I indented in it. Like blowing a hole into nothingness, a depth only felt by me.

I decorated this man like decorating a Christmas tree. His voice spoke jingles of love and his eyes shone like fake lights every time we made love.