When you see with your eyes, It can trick you. And when you see with your mind, It can be wrong. When you see with your desires, It is reckless…
Category: Chapter 7: As a reminder
Push me To the ground. Heave and spite. Pull me closer to the ground. The ground. I need to feel the ground. The mountain has no peaks. Without the ground.…
When words haunt me Of the past, that threatened To come back. I whispered a silent prayer: What’s past is past, Come what may, the future. ~S.H.~
The defect is that you’re blue And I’m yellow. ~S.H.~ Different spectrum. P.S. to compensate for the accidental deletion of my previous post.. sighs
As if a single seedling, Has bloomed into, A beautiful flower. Reflecting light into, The deepest, hardest ore. ~S.H.~
Wants lost through solemness. Fades like air. But I’d never die without it. Waved, washed. Claimed, unclaimed. Sorrow overwhelms logics. Seriously? Too foolish. Too naive. Nay freedom ain’t here. But…