Blind Attire


As we dress ourselves sadness,

Weeping is a ploy to keep away from hope.

Why live when we can die?

Why fight when we can cry?

Are dreams mean nothing, because we forgot to close our eyes.

Nothing but antidepressants keeping us standing.

Broken down are we,

Just another basket case.

What do we believe  about ourselves?

 

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The Waiting Breath


Do discover a new way
The version unwritten
A path not yet blazed

For what is this world,
If not a place to live in wonder.

To breath in each new day,
As if it were your very last.

Unbroken
Unwritten
Overwhelmed with joy

Do not believe that the age of discovery has passed.
Do not carry on as if you have known all the unknown.

We have yet to reveal the truth,
In all its raw beauty,
Its actually.
Beyond a mere belief.

This was never meant to be a moment lived standing still.
Do you not see,
The world keeps on spinning
As you await a reason to be alive.

Just simply live.

Our Love Remains, Binding


If I had loved another, any other but you, I would not have loved at all. No this love of you is what has kept me alive! Living in the space of time. Never alone, even when we are miles apart, we are next to each others hearts. Can I not hear your breathing, your voice in my head. My mind is overwhelmed by your essence in each moment you are around. Yes my Love, only you could it be, to be in my life, my heart, my soul entwined. Each year that passes, never does it wane, but stronger still. Like a tree taking root to remain, our has too, for life and divine shall hold us in this place. Nothing shall shake this love in, never will it move, firmly founded, strength in standing, together as one we shall always be.