A million voices struggling to be heard, in which you can no longer hear your own. A million things the world wants you to be,…
2 CommentsA million voices struggling to be heard, in which you can no longer hear your own. A million things the world wants you to be,…
2 CommentsI know it’s a bit lame, but here I stay, Hoping for a nod, a word, some say. Responses to my poems, thin but kind,…
1 CommentI see the green of the desert That overcomes the brown – Clinging to ground and water – And with gentle affection – It might…
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2 CommentsInto a new dark age we go, Marching with voices loud and clear, The terrain shifts, our minds untrained, Pioneers of a vast unexplored, Where…
1 CommentGrass is a taut crew; They stand at attention As soldiers do With orders from the sun – Never having thoughts That their purpose is…
Leave a CommentWhen your truth starts feeling like an attack to some you realize that you’re not on the same level as them or they’re not on…
1 CommentIf I could relive a single day, It would be one wrapped in golden light, The morning sun, a gentle ray, Soft whispers in the…
1 CommentYoga, ancient, sacred, a dance of grace, A practice woven through time, in every place. With breaths that rise and fall like the sea, It…
Leave a Commentimagine your surprise as you irrevocably realise everything can be bought and everyone has a price what exquisite shock ensues when you take off…
1 CommentI am the wild arc of the earth’s pulse, untamed breath in the chest of everything, ancient as stones, fierce as waves in rebellion. I…
Leave a CommentSomeday, I’ll be with me Cuddling on the couch in the sky While I want to softly touch Yr white hair once again I dream…
2 CommentsIn the quiet heart of Autumn, where amber leaves descend, There lies a lesson in each golden branch that bends. These trees, in graceful ease,…
1 CommentLove never dies a natural death. It dies because we don’t know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals.…
1 CommentE consideremo-nos uns aos outros, para nos estimularmos ao amor e às boas obras, Hebreus O qual nos tirou da potestade das trevas, e nos…
Comments closedThe dusk drapes softly on the trees, A whispering breeze begins to play. The sky ignites with hues of peace, As twilight…
1 CommentAll my tear are gone Dry, for nothing Except for the loss of you I am tired; didn’t get a wink of sleep And cannot…
2 CommentsUpon the sea where dreams are hiding, The fishermen’s boat goes a-sailing, Stars above the night are leading, The lullaby of moon’s gentle lowing. Wynken…
1 CommentInside us, beneath the skin and the noise, there’s a child, eyes wide and open, heart like fragile ink, waiting. A child who needs no…
Leave a CommentTrees, sun, grass, clouds, birds and flowers are what we can all see. Through normal eyes the world is beautiful, colourful and bright but through…
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