"Flourishing"
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Category: Writing and Poetry
If you came to me with a face I have not seen, with a voice I have never heard, I would still know you. Even if centuries separated us, I would still feel you. Somewhere between the sand and the stardust, through every collapse and creation, there is a pulse that echoes of you and I. When we leave this world, we give up all our possessions and our memories. Love is the only thing we take wit » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
You turn our silence into a symphony and the nights into a dance. So alone never feels lonely with you. » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
And suddenly, the woodland has bared its branches. The days now cloth the new season, like a bride. And though cold and pale, its exquisite beauty, fills my eyes with such incomparable warmth. I shall carry this grace with me; in my soul. Until she - frigid, in the last hours; with frosted lips kisses the newly born Spring. » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
My heart ventured to walk, Into the swamp of promises. Searching for the wild thing, That is love. Love can make us prey - Love can make us a hunter. But we'll never find a way, without ever getting lost. » Continue Reading
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Her eyes are like a telescope That can see beyond the stars. The craters on the moon, The transient speed of light. Her mind is like a submarine Immersed in the blue sea. Whirling troubles away, Replacing them with bliss. Her wish was to picture her thoughts And share them with the world. Drawing was not her gift, Thus - She painte » Continue Reading
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I stare in awe, To starling murmurations, Their whimsical dance, Looks like freckles in the sky. And my tears When they fall to the ground; They look like suffering That I can no longer hide. » Continue Reading
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Category: Writing and Poetry
I want to invite you for a walk To a quiet place; in the moor. When the breeze sings serenades, One of those nights- When the moon is full. A restless pounding invades my heart When I think of my confidants- The stars. If only they could speak, What would they say? If you could hear them talk. For they know my fondness for you And » Continue Reading
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