Happiness
We the peasants
Trolled on paths ancient
The prints of the wind ran
Could our elder could comprehend
The plans of the Most Ancient of ancients?
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Poetry
Love is Easy, People are Difficult
Love is easy and people are difficult. The complexity of human nature will sabotage our own happiness and restrict the flow of love in our lives, to what extent love is given and received. To love is to be vulnerable, which can mean being bare, breaking down the walls we’ve built over the years to protect our hearts. Continue Reading
Love on the Cavalla
let it remain sung in hymns
and pipes
how we fused on a day of
strife
our desires, our dreams, our
goals
how we mold them out o’er the
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What if I had listened to that one person I needed to know? Would I have been in a better position? Maybe I should embrace the hurts right? One thing’s for sure, they all leave you with experiences so bad yet so good for growth. We still don’t deserve that. It’s high time you know that it’s a relationship not a bank. Why do you guys make it so hard? Prioritizing the wrong things. Continue Reading
Dreams
I foresee a beautiful city that lies in a brighter tomorrow,
With more happiness and achievements,
A land with no discrimination and sorrow
Where in everybody is somebody
And nothing is something
Living without fear or trembling,
Rather, peace and harmony Continue Reading
STILL WATERS
As the sun greeted my shelf,
I turned to the waving white sheets that lay on the table,
To draw what I had witnessed.
But only this time, there was no moving tides
Neither birds catching fish nor flapping wings,
Just an animated memory beaming with still waters. Continue Reading
A Poem in Pictures (I)
The thing about strong women that people tend to forget
Is that strong doesn’t equate to superhuman Continue Reading
Poetry Pulls Through My Vain
My eyes were closed in sleep
Until this feeling got revealed.
It opened and I felt poetry so deep,
Dangling at the hidden figures that I marveled. Continue Reading
I Know How The Sun Feels
It has been over fourteen days since I last saw you in person. Since I last felt the magical connection I always feel as we hold hands. That magic that makes sparks fly; that magic that grants wishes without me… Continue Reading
Her Story
Curves of perfection, with room kind enough to birth nations.
Words of compassion, speaking light into darkness.
When God said let there be light, She was the light He spoke of; the great He thought of;
A secret for the world to ponder on… Continue Reading
