Hazel hairWeedgrown garden undisturbed,Hazel hair once plants beautiful red rose.Every day she nourishes it,leaves and petals still more colorful. I watch her for a year,only for her to one day never return.Rose weakens, diminishes, stiffens,I cannot keep it to its former splendor. I have taken care of the flower for ten years,healing each ailment hurting it.I look overt to neighbor’s garden,hazel hair waters there a red rose. Golden hairGolden hair enters my garden,we plant a white rose.The petals are spotless,stems thick and thornless. The rose slowly withers and dies,no one has been taking care of it.We plant new rose each...
After first seconds of this movie, I immediately knew It would become one of my favorite movies. The ones you watch when you are sick or brokenhearted. After seeing it, it left in me an empty space, making me crave to watch it again as soon as it ended. Unlike others. Seeing this masterpiece, I dare to say which I do only seldom, will leave you with a puddle of tears. However, a mixture of tears from laughter, sadness and happiness. Sisters March try to live each their sorrow or happiness together. Their joy with which they seethe will infect...
You know what is the best thing about being five years old. It’s that pure joy from little things. A song of a bird or a kitten playing with a mouse in front of your house. Well, that’s exactly how I felt many years ago. It was a nice and hot august Sunday. Everyone was somewhere outside enjoying the sunshine. But our family was headed to my grandma. I didn’t exactly understand why, because things sort of happenend around me. Also, we usually celebrated my birthday at our house, so it was weird to me. Grandma greeted us from afar,...
I cried throughout the whole movie. The director couldn’t have done a better job of picking the main protagonist Emilia Clarke, with her pretty smile and always moving eyebrows. She plays her character so lively one could fall in love with her. As for Sam Claflin he played role of disabled grumpy billionaire pretty well too, always looking handsome just as a proper gentleman should look. However, for someone being tied to a wheelchair for two year almost too good. The story is set in a little English town with a great castle owned by the Traynor family. Camera work...
In the kingdom of Eratorn, there was a little lake. It would seem, that there was nothing intriguing about it. But there was. It was called firefly lake because there happened to be a lot of fireflies. No one knew why though. Every year in June people from around the country came to Firefly lake to watch a splendid show. Everything was lit. There were so many of the yellow-green shining bugs that from distance it seemed that rims of the lake were shining and the lake itself was a dark abyss. It wasn’t all nice though. Every year exactly...
I was in a train back from Trnava to Bratislava. It was nice and warm late fall evening. The train wasn’t crowded, just decent amount. I was looking forward to lying into my bed which was nice and welcoming and it too surely couldn’t wait till it would support my back. I was watching through the dusty window into the distances of Bratislava outskirts and enjoying nice view of electric lit streets, when a man sitting next to me and left to take off on the last station before Bratislava. I was wondering about my next project. It really bugged...
The sun was shining, birds singing and meadows were in their full flourish of spring flowers. Vivid colors of miscellaneous flowers. Young Frank was playing with his best friend Joey on the ground. Boys were digging a hole with mangled pieces of iron Joey stole from his grandfather. They were digging to build an underground laboratory for their experiments with hydrogen propulsion motors. Well, they weren’t actually capable of doing it but the imagination drove them to dig further. When they were exhausted they just lay in the hole and enjoyed a nice view of a beautiful sky. As thy...
It was a hot sultry day, everyone was wearing the most comfortable clothes available. I was completely satisfied with myself, I got almost the best grades of a whole course from the last exam. I even boasted about it to my friend sitting next to me who wasn’t feeling the same way about it because he got far fewer points than he expected. The teacher started to explain a new stuff about java. Something with databases I don’t really remember, but what I remember clearly is that suddenly a cold soothing wind blew behind my neck. I turned to see...
