Formed of muscle and sinew
A superficial existence
Confining and revealing an,
Enigma inside.
Aug 31, 2016
Aug 31, 2016 at 1:58 PM UTC
Perched up on a branch with thorns all around,
Looking down upon this world
I sing my sweetest song.
Oh how pretty it all seems,
Those people chasing their dreams!
Dreams that escalate to reality,
Like a poetry in my head.
I am a creature with wings,
Called hope.
Oh hear my song that will guide you through the night!
Hear it with your soul, it's such a delight!
Aug 29, 2016
Aug 29, 2016 at 3:30 PM UTC
Clock ticks
Hours fly
Aching body dies,
Soul
Escapes unscathed.
Aug 29, 2016
Aug 29, 2016 at 3:25 PM UTC
Stark white papers drifting aimlessly
These purple footprints chasing,
Often failing, sometimes catching up
Reality surfacing-
Aug 28, 2016
Aug 28, 2016 at 1:13 PM UTC
Oh melancholic heart!
Punctured and split apart,
This is not the end-
It is a new beginning;
Magnificent is the power of love,
Intangible, but strong
Surpassing this mundane existence;
Muster courage and move along!
Aug 28, 2016
Aug 28, 2016 at 11:51 AM UTC