I want to have a genuine conversation.
Let's talk about the great simplicities within the grand complexities of life. Let's talk about the castles we have built in our minds. Let's talk about what breaks those castles and what we do to rebuild them. Let's talk about not how to only rebuild those castles but how to furnish them with lavish accessories that are as sacred as our hearts are. Let's talk about the decisions we have made to get us to become the independent people we are today. Click here to read more of Let's Talk About.
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In the early morning, the sun rising
Overhead, a brink of hope lies on the tide. A good day chosen to our surprising, Embarking on a journey, along for a ride. Trusting our guide, we pray for a good time. Time willfully passing, fighting against it, The motor humming, like a nursery rhyme. Click here to read more of Sonnet. I'm the sunshine in your hair.
Not always there. And bright enough for you to wish I was still there. I'm the sunshine in your hair. I know it's not fair. Cause frankly I really don’t care Click here to read more of Sunshine in Your Hair. The enigma
What is it about you? You tell me all your secrets And still I must know more. I linger on the edge of conversation I hold on to your words, these precious moments Fleeting but fantastic all the same. To read more of The Enigma click here. This is a eulogy,
To the child left broken, To the child who was neglected, To the child who was battered and abused, This is the obituary remembering To read more of The Death of Innocence click here. The Earth is a grand storyteller.
Her favorite story to tell is not that of a hero saving a maiden or of brutal battles, but that of lost love held so deep in the pit of a heart. She whispered to me tales of your arrival. calling your name with every gust of wind, leaving clues of you scraped into the dirt. To read more of One of the Favorites click here. I am an ice cube
Melting away at the morning sun The bitter chill nipping at my skin Hairs sticking on end with every touch My heart beats stone cold Freezing to the core Numbness devours me To read more of Ice Cube Trays click here. I am like a cloud,
Not in the sense that I am transparent, But in a sense that I float away easily. I have another image of the world I live in, I’ve created a separate life for myself That I live out daily Read more of It's a Cloudy Day Today here. I sit quietly, my eyes staring at the door
Staring brightly, as this is anything but a chore It’s been a few days since I've seen the sun But luckily, I'm waiting for someone It's been awhile, and my hair’s gone gray A willful exile, and it's here I’ll stay I sit happily, my mind is in a stir Read more of Waiting here He gazes at the graveyard, so dark and so dreary.
Until his imagination kicks in, when he is so tired and so weary. The air grows thin and the darkness grows thinner As the red aura starts to glow, and the lights start to flicker Then ghosts and demons alike rise from the ground And dance till dawn even though there's no sound He peeks through the window, observing the odd scene Read more of Where the Demons Dance here. |
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