Beyond a horizon, is a new world,
Like the waves with an unending future,
The bright, blue, bliss dome of the breezing sky,
The moving downtown lights of its structure.

Beyond a valley, is its skyscrapers,
Featuring Caucasian populations,
With the Brandenburg Gate as its neighbours,
As the very best law of attractions,

Beyond a landmark, is my new shelter,
The place I’ve longed to keep my human heart,
With hopes of growing and getting better,
But now it’s more of an unpleasant start.

Days will pass turning into years and years,
But I will remember with silent tears.

Red,
Is my grandma,
With her warmest hug,
That brightens up my every day.

Yellow,
Is my grandpa,
With his biggest
Smile of happiness,
Enriching my life.

Blue,
Is my motivating father,
Strict but caring,
Always accompanying me like
The sky accompanying its clouds,

Orange,
Is my dear mother,
Always
Trying to be a
rainbow in my
storming clouds,
Her comforting words always
Repeating in my mind.

Lavender,
Is the beauty of my aunt,
Blinding me with
The beauty from her
Heart through the reflection in
her eyes.
Gorgeous. Charming. Beautiful.

White,
Is everyone’s kindness,
Like the snow that beautifies
Everything it covers,
Like everyone’s
Friendly attitude towards me, myself, and I.

‘’While there is life, there is true hope,
Like the stars of a moonlit night,
Leading me to an unpredictable tomorrow
I will always look forward to it…’’

My life is like a lifelong book,
New day, new page,
New year, new chapter.
Now that time is quickly passing by,
and being truthfully honest, for me, each day is a step closer to reaching the end of my book,
I just want to make the most out of myself.

I am an optimistic person,
I often don’t know what old age is,
I often know the happiness time brings,
I often don’t count the years.
I enjoy my productive life, and even now, I still haven’t had enough of it.
My career in design before retirement, my forever-lasting passion of art, my love of Italy.

Despite everything, life is still going on,
I love myself, I love my family, I love my friends.
I loved you yesterday, I love you today, I’ll love you tomorrow… forever!

‘’While there is life, there is true hope,
Like the stars of a moonlit night,
Leading me to an unpredictable tomorrow
I will always look forward to it…’’

Stars can’t shine without darkness,
I can’t succeed without failure.
Maybe I have to know the darkness before I can appreciate the light.
Maybe I have to overcome exams before I can live a successful life.

Approaching us is the herald season of spring.
And of course, the month of exams.
Stay positive, work hard, and make it happen.
These comforting words repeating in my mind every minute.

I’m more of an inspirational and optimistic type of person,
Always tending to incorporate inspirational quotes in my writing.
Always treating life positively,
Always developing a positive vision before carrying a positive action.

I have hope for my life,
I see a bright future for myself,
I see value to my life,
I have a dream for myself.

Here and again, as I have heard and know,
For I am a scapegoat, now and always,
Blame me on a trouble, double it grow,
For I am a scapegoat, with no such praise.

One little word, breaks my reputation,
But the eternal truth, lasts forever,
Bring to your mind, it’s discrimination,
See afresh, should be one’s sole endeavour.

A smile in the face of adversity,
Shows its treasure of a hidden scapegoat,
Uncharacterised by diversity,
Is what this town ultimately promote.

Reflections of scapegoat is what is built,
So effective is your belief in guilt.

If you can stand the midnight black,
The moonlight night sky accompanying the full moon,
The shades of darkness in fading streets,
The dark stains of wooden shelters,
If you can stand the mud that colours your hand,
The dirt that makes up life,
The smudged charcoal on the visual artefact of an imagination,
The reflection of the melting dark chocolate in your eyes,

If you can stand the darkest of life,
The darkest of times,
The ultimate escape from sadness, worriedness, nervousness,
The darkest souls of Halloween,
If you can stand the thunder over its storming clouds,
The black anger, the venom, of the volcano
The rising smoke from its eruption,
The black dust seen in daily life,

If you can stand the colours of black in mime,
The melanistic colour vibrant of any big cat species,
If you can stand the blackest pupil,
The darkest reflection through the mirror,
If you can stand the breached black dusk,
And the darkest sides of life,
Why can’t you stand the dark-coloured me?

In a crowd of strangers,
I’ve longed to meet you,
My life spent remembering
And Appreciating
your kindness.

The windows to your soul,
And your sparkled glance,
Will be forever locked
Right
In my heart

Please take your time,
And take it slowly,
For I can experience,
The ultimate
Smile of a stranger.

And your ‘Hello’,
Can melt and take what only
Was grievance
And injustice,
of solely me.