#messengers
We all have been labeled,
Tossed our dirt, around a table,
On our journey, to our final day,
We think about our past,
Times, we thought would last,
Those, who helped guide us,
When our soul, was low on gas,
Call them special angels,
When they come around,
They share ideas, and thoughts,
To guide us, help us pass the situation,
Holding us down.
The original: Tom Maxwell 3/6/20/25 AD
Mar 6, 2025
Mar 6, 2025 at 5:24 PM UTC
I have faith in you, and I know you have faith in me, and solely that is what perpetuates my life.
To my guides, I love you.
May 15, 2022
May 15, 2022 at 8:47 AM UTC
In times when she feels crushed and broken,
she would watch the tiny messengers of hope.
The fireflies’ magical sparks remind her that even a little light can shine in darkness.
And when she’s completely torn into bits
that’s difficult to piece together,
she would look up to the sky and stare at the little messengers of life.
The stars remind her that she can still radiantly shine even in pieces.
Aug 8, 2019
Aug 8, 2019 at 1:14 PM UTC
My eyes are my messengers,
For they speak my words.
They hide dark secrets in them too,
For they don’t trust anyone.
They are deeper than the sea,
They are the mirror of my soul.
My eyes are my messengers,
They are the doorway to my heart.
When my sadness creeps over,
They cry a river.
They help me count stars,
They help me fly oceans.
My eyes are the best part of me
Not because how they look but because how they see
Dec 25, 2017
Dec 25, 2017 at 8:35 AM UTC
Some people are lucky to find their own peaceful moments
Luck has nothing to do with how they live
It’s just how happy they find themselves in moments of obstruction,
How blessed they feel when they are closer to the source of light
They travel with happiness in their chests
They cross thousands of miles feeling nothing but joy,
they create when everybody else lives in bubbles of misery
They live,
Convey light,
Inspire the universe,
How I envy them!
Jul 24, 2015
Jul 24, 2015 at 10:48 AM UTC