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Dec 2021 · 5.4k
Sharing is Caring
Nicoline Fougner Dec 2021
What better human quality than generosity?
They say sharing is caring, who could disagree?
Sharing bread, sharing bed, sharing deep intimacy
Sharing souls, sharing hearts, sharing vulnerability  

But a world without sharing is a world that stopped caring
Without care, love will fade and cause lack of compassion
Division of humankind, is what causes war of nations
Borders are border line, they impede freedom of roaming  

Don’t you think it’s absurd how people will decide
How much they’ll share with you,
How much they’ll care for you
Depending on where you’re born or you reside

Whilst the truth is that we share - the same entire planet
Borders caused our division - and used us all as puppets
To get richer and be better than those outside our borders
Made us greedy, made us needy to increase our own possessions

Some might think sharing means - losing parts of what is yours
But where true love persists - all that is mine is also yours
Sharing doesn’t halve happiness; you’ll see it multiplies it
Possession is what grows greed and the bad weeds that surround it
Jan 2021 · 3.9k
Sunset Lover
Nicoline Fougner Jan 2021
My favourite colour
Is like no other
It’s sunset with you

A silent whisper
A gentle kisser
Is a sunset with you

It’s like all the butterflies
Are shooting to the sky
To see the view

The waves are a symphony
Oh what a sweet sweet melody
Singing the blues

You’re my sunset lover
You’re my favourite colour  
Warm bright at bay
But colours fade away
And a sunset never stays
Awake

Don’t go away
I hope you’ll stay

The sun is sleeping
The dark is rising
I’m alone with the moon

Although it’s freezing
My heart is burning
Crying over you

It’s like all the thunder clouds
Come crashing down to the ground
Sinking in blue

Though the sun will rise again
Sunsets won’t be the same
When without you

You’re my sunset lover
You’re my favourite colour
Warm bright at bay
But colours fade away
And a sunset never stays
Awake

Don’t go away
I hope you’ll stay

My sunset lover
Has no more colour
Cold dark at bay
These are the lyrics of my newly composed song "Sunset lover"
Jan 2021 · 4.6k
My Name is Gaia
Nicoline Fougner Jan 2021
The trees are my lungs
The wilderness is my heart
The waves are my song
The beauty is my art

The storms are my anger
The rain is my pain
The mountains are my anchor
The rivers are my veins

The climate is my fight
The roots are my feet
The sun is my sight
The moon is my sleep

The wind is my power
The fire is my fear
Humans are my disaster
So, let me make myself clear

Stop using me as your credit card,
My resources are running out
You are the reason for my scars
I thunder – can’t you hear me shout?

My heart is the wilderness
But there isn’t much left of it
Like a failed romance, I feel weakness
You have made my heart split

I can’t breathe, I can’t cry
I roar with thunder and I spit fire
I am sick, I don’t want to die
Rewild my heart and I’ll be stronger
Jan 2021 · 1.1k
My Mango Miracle
Nicoline Fougner Jan 2021
I sailed on a catamaran, and let the wind guide it
I didn’t push against the current but let destiny choose it
I let it choose its people, I let it choose its place
I let it choose its timing, I let it choose its race

First thing I know, we jump off the boat
We swim under sun set and let our bodies float
We put clay on our faces, now looking all white
We laugh about it and talk for a while

The sun is down, so we start heading back
All the sudden, thousands of stars are out
We jump off again, time goes in slow-mo
Water to the hips, I was given a mango

A mango so tender and sweet
It almost swept me off my feet
While sharing laughter and lifelong conversations
These travellers became my constellations

I sailed on a catamaran, and let the wind guide it
It left me with amazing friends and joy wrapped around it
This excruciating happiness was like an oracle
And little did I know, it was my mango miracle
This is set in Mexico, Bacalar, a "seven shades of blue" lagoon.
This poem describes the happiest I've felt, ever. The kind of happiness you feel to the core. It taught me that when you let go of the control you might impose on your life, it can take you such unexpected places where you get to explore new feelings. I call it my mango miracle because that day has, for so many reasons, made me more spiritual, more connected to nature and more in balance with myself.

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