Cherry blossoms
bloom
where love grows.
Fragrance of bliss.
Fleeting
like life’s evanescent odor.



Shell✨🐚

Philosophy is becoming more of an
obsession
than a
hobby.
I yearn to understand what others
do not,
or what has
never been interpreted before me.
It makes me feel more
human.
We have been given knowledge,
it’s only
respect to the universe
that we use it.
The purest,
yet most
tainted
humans understand the
most.

Some hearts they beat alone,
no rhythm to join in.

Lost to wander with no home,
adrift upon the wind.

Riding the wave of life,
a lone surfer on the tide.

A leather clad biker,
on a long and dusty ride.

Blazing toward the sunset,
towards tomorrow,
towards the end.

My heart beats all alone,
no other rhythm to join in.