Tag: poem
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Starting a new
The past has taught us many things with the clock continuously ticking, allowing to bend the forgotten hours to reshape what will be. Planting the foundations for your chosen flower to flourish in all its glory, adding it’s own colour into reality for those to see.
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What is and what was
I have met death many of times we have came so close to touching but our relationship has never been physical. He has been there as a guide, a reminder that he is awaiting something which is truly guaranteed. He teaches me that when we finally touch that I shall look back with a smile […]
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Storm
Tree’s are shaking the rain is blowing the whole world roaring. Sitting, observing the earth is wild . But the inner peace as everything is hectic. Understanding that control isn’t a reality. Riding out the storm without a view of what is to come. Shall there be a rainbow or chaos to form.
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Happiness
Happiness is not a place nor person. Even though the two may aide in your joy they are not the source. It comes from within and your ability to accept. Sadness and anger are still very valid feelings and your only emotion is not positivity, allowing to feel the good and the “bad” is key, […]
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Surviving or fighting
I survived, the torment, the anger, the immense feeling of worthlessness I survived
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Reality
You’re every move memorised, criticised, stored into the ever lasting vision of the universe. Belonging to a reality, questioning wether my presence is accepted, or should I lower my perception to the vision of others. The subconscious view of our life, just a front to the truth of who and what we are. Lose it […]
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Within
She is not going to appear, she has to be created. She isn’t lost she just hasn’t been found. The next day, the next day, she won’t just show. She has to be discovered, to be the explorer.
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Lost
The feeling of being lost is growing as each day passes, leading to a sense of lacking control intensifying. The feeling the timer has spun around again, having to start from fresh. The dreams and way of life that once was, now left in the past. The new beginning with infinite unopened doors awaiting for […]
life in full colour 