River flowing
Down
We
Go
Bathe our souls
In the unknown

It is the greatest act of courage
to remain soft in a world so rigid
Only the fiercest of us will
plunge into the depths of emotion
Illuminating even our darkest corners
for everyone to see
This is not weakness
This is vulnerability
And if love is the greatest
force in the universe
Then maybe strong is all
we ever have been
And all we ever could be
-Shakti o.m.

You can ask any artist
how they bring their work to life
and still not get the answer
you're looking for.
There's no concrete formula
on how to be creative.
A writer writes the same
way a river flows.
It just happens.

One must possess a certain level of chaos to live a life of liberation

And as this moment
comes to pass...
inhale, exhale, let go

Though my lips are smiling
My eyes are laced with sorrow
And somehow
I find the courage
to put down the knife
Handle the pen
And let my heart bleed in ink

Poetry makes even the most
mundane experiences feel sacred
and that is where the magic lies.

I like that you've been broken, and I like the way you put your pieces back together. I like the way your eyes have seen too much but they never lose their sparkle.
I like the way you love yourself even when the whole world told you not to

and I was hoping that maybe one day...
you might love me too.

Higher up I float
Drifting into nothingness
Calming with each breath

Maybe we're not mistfits
Maybe we're just as we should be
This world doesn't need
Another prom queen
We're in desperate need
Of the outcasts
      The activists
            The artists
  The conspiracy theorists
Trying to break the system
We don't need more people
Trying to teach us polynomials
We need to see kindness
First hand
Someone to set the example
Maybe we're not misfits
Maybe we're just crazy enough
To make a difference

If you're looking for a muse,
baby let me break your heart.

How to live life twice and not get
caught up in the sorrow?
How to revisit the past without
it stealing my tomorrow?
They never said writing would be easy.

We're all good at something
For God's sake
Stop thinking you're not creative
Stop thinking you have
nothing to offer this world
You can't sit there watching TV
Wondering why your life is so dull
Get off your *** and try things
Sew something
Keep a journal
Make spaghetti
There are a million and one
forms of art
And I assure you
You will find something that
sparks a fire
It will come naturally
and all at once
You'll know exactly
Why you were born
into this world
And what you're going
to make of your time here
You...
My friend
Have a purpose

You can people please
All you want but
Dont forget to be a little selfish

Nobody needs you like
You need you

I know you never got
The hang of small talk
But your mind is a
Bottomless expanse
That shines light into
The darkest of corners
Like stars bright enough
To illuminate faraway galaxies
You've got one foot in the milky way
One hand on the pen
And if your head hits the
pillow too hard at night
You might drift away into cosmic seas
Turning everything along
Your path into star dust
-Shakti o.m.

And when you're feeling
less than beautiful,
I'll be the mirror reflecting
back the constellations in your veins.
You were born of the cosmos, darling.
Don't let a little stardust in your
eyes blind you from the truth.
-Shakti o.m.

Love is embracing even our
deepest, darkest crevices.
and sprouting us the wings to move forward.
if only we surrender.

at first glance we're
all just looking
for a hand to hold
and a set of lips
to kiss-
but dig little deeper
and you'll find
that we're all in
desperate
need of ourselves.

Sing me songs
and I'll dance along...
You and I never miss a beat

All my life I've been told that I am kind and compassionate and altruistic. I can't help but wonder why my beauty always lies in my relationship to those around me. For once, I'd like to be beautiful in my own right. For once, I'd like to be beautiful just for being me.

I'll keep you safe
If you keep me wild