Sometimes a season comes
in a different way.
Sometimes there is a scent of flowers
you don’t see,
still making your day.
In life things can change in a second.
Live and feel intensely.

What a waste to hate,
to fight,
to lose faith and
to have all this wars.
Doesn’t everyone longs
for love, for peace?
This isn’t how it was supposed to be.




Shell ✨🐚

Mirror oh mirror
Why reflect the fears
Like puppies cry’s,
tails tuck beneath their legs.
Mirror oh mirror
Why stroud this life
Freezing the heart like ice
Chaining the sweet reflection
Mirror oh mirror
Why give to take
Saying words of disapproval
To keep the soul awake
Mirror oh mirror
Why spread wicked lies
demon of the night
Let the soul rest

The mountains so full of life
And nothing in sight
The clouds peacefully still
And no ones will

It’s perfect but not the void
Past the mountains something to avoid
This place of dreams
This place of where the moonlight beams

A monster weeps
And cry’s so deep
This monster wonders the land
This place know as dreamland

Searching for a home in stars
A place in someone to rest its scars

1.
Unique as we are
No person has the same scar
don't think where so distinct
Even enemys share a similar link
Reading and writing
Seeing a world that is uniting
Taking this vision
And started impleting it to stop divsion
Naturally craving to be understood
Do know what it brings, only good

2.
Unique as we are
No person has the same scar
Don't think where so distinct
Even enemys share a similar link
Reading about this world and began writing
Seeing a world that is so uninviting
Taking sides but for the same reason
And accusing the otherside of treason
Now fighting to be understood
Do try lisenting, if only a person would

3.
United we could be
Never if we don't listen
Don't just disagree
Even if that person gives a dark glisten
Really give a good look
Standing is this foe
Tired of being mistook
And a person we could know
Now wait for a turn
Do listen and people will learn

4.
Underwater we all sit
Now more than ever were impatient
Do we not see our flames so brightly lit
End after end be patient
Right now we want to be heard
So please just try and hear
Try to speak but it seems blurred
And soon comes along the fear
Now talk and they will understand
Demand much and get much so be able to withstand

A broken heart is–

a poet's greatest treasure.