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Dear Dream Catcher
Don’t take away this freedom.Don’t take the light away from the dim.
A Grim Escape
Broken feathers easing down my spine. I’m struggling, this mountain is too steep to climb. How did I end up paying for your crimes. I close my eyes and remember the sounds of the Chimes. The bells from the temples; the series of events that took place eleven hours before this dread. I’m half deadContinue reading “A Grim Escape”
Twigs Of Peace
She ran after the doves,
peace be with her, peace be with her sons;
the one’s she silently protected.
She grew wings out of her blood, every strike on her grew into a new feather.
“You are what you eat”, what about the other senses?
Spritualizing your senses breaks the boundaries you have with this world and even the ones you can’t see, it suggests we experience the little and big things your senses interact with as a part of your spiritual journey.
Nameless bliss
Holding all of my faith in you; a tiny dot up in the sky.
These days are lonesome, nobody can understand me, but you.
A nameless light, that’s been with me throughout my whole life.
Mirror
I searched for myself in everyone’s mirror.
My eyes were like mirrors to them.
‘The simpletons’
When I was younger, I wanted to be a pilot.
I guess in metaphorical words I just simply wanted to fly.
Lament of the poet
Silent little talks with myself.
Confiding within, for help.
One too many; my stories fly page after page.
Ink blocks and heart’s locked…
TLC, from the comfort of your home.
We’ve come up with a fun daily activity to keep your ‘at home’ journey blissful.
Empathy will unite us against this pandemic.
even from a distance let’s take good care of our fellow human beings.
A misfit’s legacy
What sets a want from a need
is what sets greed from a plead.
A plead from yourself, begging to be needed.
THOUGHTS
I enclosed
myself in a snug fleece
duvet.
I closed my eyes to the
tranquil sounds of nothingness.
Raze the maze
I’ll walk with my shadows balancing on the moonlight.
Rise with the owls and sing with the stars.
Long till the nights stay, my shadows and lights play.
Lucid trips to you.
You keep scribbling down gold with a frown.
While I keep chasing down a broken crown.
We both keep blazing through mazes to find our place here.
Sunflower road
Sunflowers bloom through a whimsical wrinkle. Growing inbetween my fickle face. Trying to cruise at a simple pase. Passing by the rat race. Going smoothly; the clouds pass by hesitantly. Still is my mind; the rays of the sun and the moon keep blessing me. As my worlds stand in stillness. The world is runningContinue reading “Sunflower road”
Her melting crown.
Fractal by fractal, my guard crumbles down.My last defences may cause you to drown to a past tense.My numbing cold burns fail to burn your ego.Just as your efforts fail to work.All that’s left to do is walk.Walk into an unseen future.Chip after chip. Break after break, my crown collapses.Swish swosh. Drop after drop, myContinue reading “Her melting crown.”
Tick Tock
Leaves blew whilst time flew.
Tick tock tick tock.
I could hear the birds flock.
Stumbling upon the leaves that flew right past me.
Reminded me of the seconds that had just passed.
And with every step taken forth.
The leaves trail in sync.
Part three: The storm surrenders
“We don’t have to surf the same wavelength, that’s not what soul family meant.
At least we won’t throttle each other with a rule leash or have false words to preach.”
Part two : storm peaks
“Contradictory rules, foolish statements just to look cool.
Guess we all fools down here,so let me be my own fool” this poem highlights the raw emotion one feels at their lows.
Part one: the brewing storm.
Why do I expect, I’m never correct. I’m just gonna flow I want to let go. I’m so written by the book , that’s the only way people look. So I expect out of respect. for something I don’t really want all because I never got. I don’t want to just sit and rot withContinue reading “Part one: the brewing storm.”
