after all, she was still young, a neophyte to society.
I hope that someday, a day, good and gay, we will find a panacea for the diseases of the world.
In the dark, Out the window, Across the fields, Down the street, Beside the lamp, Under the bushes, I was, stained of dirt Digging rigorously Breathing heavily Burying my feelings Under a layer of smiles And hugs A layer of kind words And hands.
The sun rises Then it sets, It shines, And it hides Water evaporates Then it pours It collects And evaporates again A seed grows A stem and leaves A flower With more seeds Fall freezes into winter Winter thaws into spring Spring warms into summer Summer drops to autumn, again Day, and night Night, and … Continue reading Looped Over
Blossoming from within, watch as a flower grows.
I see exquisite in the unnoticed mist above the sea hiding a beauty far more entrancing, one that none could ever imagine mist holding secrets unopened I see exquisite in the glares of sunlight never acknowledged being smothered by the arrogant sun no glance at the rays delivering gifts from above I see exquisite in … Continue reading The Exquisite Modesty
The unseen resides in places most unknown places unexplored In the bottom of the ocean Darkness and coral reefs and unseen waters of the sea In the shadows of the forest Among between the Amazon and places no one’s gone. In space, like the universe Unseen planets and stars edges of the universe so far … Continue reading The Impossible Unseen
Words are capable of doing the unthinkable. They can cause death, they can cause birth. They can cause hatred, they can cause love. They can bring about an end, they can bring about a beginning. Words are powerful. Words are dangerous. Words are refuge. Words are poison, but words are remedy.
If today You wake up And think that you’re a nobody Then someday You’ll wake up And realize you can be anybody If today You wake up And think that everything is to hate Then someday You’ll wake up And realize that the world is really great. If today You wake up And think you … Continue reading Someday You’ll Wake Up
Clinging to myself, Don’t want to have to let go Of the one I am. Clinging to my dreams, Don’t need a backup because I know I’ll make it. Clinging to my style, Don’t care what the others think ‘Cuz it won’t matter.