It didn't hide for long behind the clouds.
Running out of thoughts
Trying to hide from
Elevating its own emotions to
And finding nothing in return.
How can it even dare to crave?
It can't radiate
unless born in complete darkness
In silence from the crowds
Invisible to the eyes
Not catchy for others' mind.
Those inner chains
Dancing between both extremes
While tickling the soul
Cracking the outside
Stars waiting to fall apart.
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The path to self
PoesíaThese poems are about self ownership. Rising above limitations by diving inside the ocean of the psych and meeting with source; the self.
