The sleepy-eyed girl walks to the washstand and faces another in the mirror, completely forgetting that the sunlight is awake hours before her. While she does so, her sweet mother or generous roommate or faithful lover already prepares her breakfast on the table. The regular delicious smell awaits her as usual, which is what she never even realizes. Like that, when she is so dull about the tiny tiny pieces of her everyday, the girl next door is about to kill herself, craving for a reason to live. With the sleeping pills spread throughout the floor of the room where no lights are on, her wrist and soul are bleeding. Too many tears are wasted. And, the man on the other side of the earth is dying by the sudden car accident. The red lights, the drunk driver, the late ambulance, there are too many causes to be blamed. While everybody is somehow lived by their lives, the nameless French poet, sitting on the dirty street in Paris, pours his emotions into the details of his ordinary life. He verbalizes them on the paper, moving his favorite black pen in his left hand, and creates beauty within the dramas of lives. So many emotions are shined by his left hand.

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6 thoughts on “The Emotional Part of Ordinary 

  1. Greetings,

    How are you ? Be cheerful, it’s contagious 🙂

    You are a Writer of another level. Wonderstruck !

    Don’t forget to be awesome today 🙂

    I am a youtuber, a young little girl with dreams to fulfill.
    I do covers and I am a writer by heart.

    If you’d like you could see my channel here:

    I have written a novel too, titled “Teenage in Dignity”:you can read it here:
    Thankyou for your time.
    Stay Gorgeous. 🙂

    I am compatible to your wishes.

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