When leaves unwillingly fall in response to wind’s whisper and call, the oak weeps, as...
It’s a chilly winter morning; You awaken as I watch— I'm the morning frost Clinging to...
I am metaphor I am the gentle ocean on a pretty day when there's little...
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We stand at a critical juncture, a point where the reflection in the oasis ripples with both promise and...
When life becomes overwhelming making me feel swept away and burnt out, I fold my wings and...
Covered in dust the desolate heart can only feel the thorns and stones in this arid land...
It was a serene morning, the golden rays of sunlight scattered upon the earth appeared as though the...
Falling out of love, is not as easy as one might think it is .. For example, ...
Clouds drift away dissolving into worlds of clusters creating a space between you and me,...
I tip toe on the fragility of life watching every traverse and every line, scream and call...
He wears a coat of heaviness His glance cuts like a razorblade Place a flower on his hand...
A room where everything is white and pristine, as if a metaphor for innocence. The soft and smooth...
SPRING The first bud to greet dawn and leap into the arms of life will develop leaves if the...
The rebel in me wants to carry the sun away and drop the stars from the heights to...
Birds Cry when they don’t find solace in the wind and the twilight brings no peace, ...
The night laments It cannot see the birds adorning the sky like a feathery canvas, ...
If only you could see me, like the way I see you.. I've been around a long time, I have an insight...
