Thorns

Holding your hand I walk across the horizon full of thorns. Flowing is red river down the valley of flower’s, spring sun shines waiting for you to just run behind the butterflies. Wind blowing kisses your hair across that smiling face. Caressing your hair slowly you leave like lightning, waking up with the strike finding […]

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Shooting star

Sinful a person can be but in the end you see things slow as the time flows. In the dark night holding your torch high, walking past the midnight bay watching the things you are meant to see. From the cracks in the wall shines the full moonlight. Peaking through the wall, falling is the […]

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Capsized

Years pass by in search of the right shore. Travelling pass the oceans, driving the ship through the clouds of white and skyline orange and blue. Beautiful the world is waiting to be seen by you. Disaster strikes sinking the ship deep far away. Losing everything at once, left alone on the wooden plank in […]

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Shore

Flying sky high passing through the clouds, facing the bright yellow ball looking in the eye. Reflecting the ocean shines bright. Landing on the shore i am just to find peace of mind. Realised a thing that people come flowing like the wind into the life just to touch your soul like the shore and […]

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Bleeding Heart

Rejected by the sun, Dejected is the bud failing to bloom. Petrified by the strong winds bending on the knee, swaying is the plant carrying the bud. Eroding the soil pouring is the shower of love. Roots dig deep cutting through the terrible time. Hail stones forcing the way through the leaves trying to part […]

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Scuba

Diving deep into the blue, life is serene out here. Walking some miles into the dark just to get that wealth, the unique piece of art. Nacre the key ingredient that will form it with a pinch of sand particle. Out there right in front shining bright in the dark a bed of pearls, with […]

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India

Land of all the seasons defined by the culture. With high hope’s flying like the kites in the sky comes uttarrayan. The night of lohri and the beginning of pongal thanking sun god for the harvest. Birds chirping in the forest sounds like saraswati, Arrives basant panchmi with radiant yellow food and clothing. Gathered are […]

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Stranger

Falling apart from the rock, blocks the path of love just to be kicked like a stone. Ohh !! What a wonderful strike it is. Struggling the stone hurting everyone along, Wrapped in the leaf of hope sliding down the mountain top. Tearing down the arteries wrapping withers away. Blood red is the stone dancing […]

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