Life
Stars of splendor
The hearts of those shining bright Find peace and hope viewing the sunshine On the most graceful beast’s streaming hair Celebrating the beauty of the
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The hearts of those shining bright Find peace and hope viewing the sunshine On the most graceful beast’s streaming hair Celebrating the beauty of the
When I withdraw from the roster of worldly duties when I’m with myself cawing of crows bothers me more than before. I like to bombinate.
What exactly have I done so wrong? I have listened to his cries and please I have tried to understand all of his Hopes, dreams
He decided to write her…. Dear Sweets, I never thought the time we shared could be so little, yet your image is still vivid in
Timid And scared. There I lie. I can’t breathe, Nor can I tell you why. Im gasping for oxygen, Like there’s nothing more I could
The beautiful melody of silence Keeps me occupied When alone Enjoying solitude! The melodious silence Speaks volumes Of meaningful and meaningless ideas Passes mind
I went to the waters, Salty myself, Saw a line, Between the seas and heavens, And thought to myself- Maybe, maybe That is where we
Missing is a feeling that connotes So many things; Anxiety tinged emotions bound Quite tightly by life’s strings Or maybe just a tiny miss, when
I stand by a wicked smile. Holding grudges over desert lines. Gods being menaced by moths and flies. Veils fail to save when the evil
What was her favorite color? Was it the brown in your eyes? Or Was it the pink in your smile? Was it the black that
If you’re too green For a place, Everyone can feel it. As sure as self is Close to the entrance A walled chasm Of separation
If the stars Do not exist on earth Both day and night will be so bright And they will lose Their values. So they travel
I lay down on a sun warmed patch of grass upon a hill, And looking up to cloud-flecked blue, it seemed that time stood still.
To trade these hands For a house in the forest, landed On a hill above any risk of flood, but near A flowing stream,
Rallying around Holding candles Doesn’t really support a cause, Peace needs to be within, Not combined with a jolt. Peace is that state Where you
The sun glares down on me whilst the cold in the air gives me goosebumps, The days becoming shorter leaving sunsets with less of its
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Until you let go of what hurts you,
screaming won’t ease the pain.
The day stars new all is peaceful at sun up a fresh strong breath of tree’s The Christmas tree is filled with a thousand memories
The Walls We Build: “There is loneliness in this world so great that you can see it in the slow movement of the hands of
I’m skilled at bottling up my feelings but I’ll burst if you shake me. one pull at a loose thread and I come apart at