Poetry
In poetry and in paintingJust like in your dreamsYou can do whatever you pleaseYou can write inside a landscapeWith golden shadows…
In poetry and in paintingJust like in your dreamsYou can do whatever you pleaseYou can write inside a landscapeWith golden shadows…
Stay true to yourselfJust like you areMoody, volatile, exaggeratedCause one day you will collect the flowers grown from the seeds …
I was on an open field It looked like the bottom of the ocean There were plenty of pebbles As if a road was being constructed Or a…
I was diagnosed with Congenital Heart Disease. I was also raised in a Christian family. Those two werent meant to go together but …
Were the introverts, the wallflowers, the batmans, the backstage-heroes that make the actors shine, the Leibnitzes that give the N…
Love and violence are closely connected, two faces of one coin. After all, what is love if not an extreme violence of emotion? And…
I learned that the most dangerous heart is that which does not know what love entails but carelessly ensnares another. I learned t…
She was as beautiful as a canvas stretched over a wooden frame. Spreading enough but not tearing. Reaching the extreme but not cra…
One day it will all make sense. The sun, the trees, And the morning breeze on a long summer day. Every single thought running thro…
If one day, a man looking like JesusWill just appear in your kitchenWith blue eyes and a thick beardOr just a man that can see thr…