If the rain can wash away all my ugly memories can the sun really bring the light?...
The night laments It cannot see the birds adorning the sky like a feathery canvas, ...
Nature's my church, The flesh is my altar, Edges and curves that, Sting and caress...
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Here, where we all live like ghosts, hiding in plain sight .. ...
In the anguish of searching for the Self She stumbles in the dark Tripping over her...
The Bird roams the wild grass. His flight is on halt, Inside the ribcage he protects his...
And as she slowly lands upon ground, this time without my humble request a...
I found out who I really am? I'm a soul that likes to be free I don't like the mundane in...
your body is my home with open doors and windows wide with a garden full of...
The Moon, the moon, newly risen, reaching for < waking from Aquarius > ...
hark, listen to the silence that sits between two notes calling an...
there is something almost zen like, about a foot being stamped quietly don’t you think, it reminds...
In the heat of the moment, all that stood between us was frozen. As time stood still the eternity in your...
My giant walks beside me she’s my spirit that’s within
she gives me so much strength...
Do you truly reveal your essence? Or do you project an illusion untrue?
A mirage of...
живот; сърце и ти
живот без теб не се търпи
живот; душа и три сълзи
живот...
Travelling through the concept of time Shining eyes burning all the time As things are...