We all paint our lives.
The mountains of challenges,
The rivers of tears,
The waterfalls of joy.

We mix the colours of sorrow and laughter
And add the colours of experience and the years that passed.
The souls we will always remember
And the moments we will never forget.

I looked at the Moon
And
I knew
That everything
My heart was telling me
Is
True.

Time.
A flowing river.
Nothing is granted.
Nothing is given
Forever.

You can’t touch the same water twice.
No moments are the same.
Nothing lasts forever.

I immerse myself in its water,
Collecting moments like pebbles
And putting them in my chest of treasures.

I kissed your lips
And I didn’t know
That
A kiss can move my soul.

I kissed your lips
And I didn’t know
That
A kiss can be the beginning of my fall.

I kissed your lips
And I didn’t know
How I used to feel
Before that kiss sealed my lips
With bliss.

Creativity.
The fleeting bird,
The ephemeral wind
Of originality.

Come to me.
Haunt me.
Open the gates of my imagination.
Unleash my inner powers of creation.