GENTLE

Invisible tears, cascade from sad eyes,no invitations,or reasoning why. Inaudible screams can sometimes be heard,filled with hidden fears,that may sound absurd. Internal worries can at times take place,crumble up inside,yet display pure grace. One never knows what another holds in,never point out flaws,or judge foreign sins. Remember that others reflect for you,projections you make,ignite whatContinue reading “GENTLE”

PERCEPTION

Wake up and go,do what you do,laugh like a fool,try to play cool.Go through the day,no time to play,emotions sway,in disarray.Hold a brave face,keep it in place,another chase,an unknown race.Good afternoon,never too soon,horrible swoon,howl at the moon.Another night,turn off the light,thoughts hold too tight,slumber picks fight. Wake up and go,love what you do,a happy fool,naturally cool.GoContinue reading “PERCEPTION”

THE KIND

Originally posted on I Write Her:
Elena Mozhvilo – Unsplash behold those with their irenic naturewith a softness about themaffecting the generations to come our home needs savedby people who are the treasuresundoing the damage of beasts they hold the harshness at baysoothing the cries of man’s doingdemanding right over wrong they are the teachers…

ALL FOR THE BEST

The truth that hid within your eyeswas clear to all, but I was blind.Searched deep inside for reasons why,you would hurt those that treat you kind. Together we both learned to fly,a perfect fit, unique design.I thought this love would never die,but somehow feelings just declined. You turned so cold as time sped by,emotionless, andContinue reading “ALL FOR THE BEST”

LIFE IS NOT 5 PLUS 5 EQUAL TO 10. IT’S LIKE THAT!

Originally posted on Life is an Adventure:
Why we mess up and again mess up? We kill a lot by Titus Vargis We are a postmodern generation. We have all the comforts which the previous generation did not have. We are a generation of no scarcity.  Everything is available for us at the time we…

CHANGED HEART: A POEM

Originally posted on Love13Reading:
He had a heart, he said one of stoneHe locked its gate with an iron lockFlocked on its boundary were silver thornsBut it was once filled with brilliant thoughts He remembers days when he was youngHe had people who loved him wellHe had everyone, even two-three friendsBut he was left…