So many wandering souls, desperate of finding a place, to call their own. A home that will give them sense, that they belong. To feel once and for all, the joy, of being whole. Even after being pricked, by those thorns. To live life as if there is nothing to mope, because there always is, a dawn--of hope. *****...
❝i've delicately chosen letters to form words and words to form sentences, each sentence a colorful paint stroke on the canvas of my mind.❞ [ #1 in poetry on 27/08/16 ]
This book is a collections of my poem. Poems based on my imaginations. Pacifier, cause poems pacifies your soul. do have a look at my creation. happy reading.. :)
Here are the words I could never say aloud. Please proceed with caution. My soul is at your fingertips. xx hiraeth [hɨraɪ̯θ] (n). a homesickness for a home you cannot return to, or that never was
THE VOICE OF SILENCE. Sometimes silence describes a situation far better than words ever will, Sometimes a strange set of words describe paints it years later; The limits are set and broken by the words , The reticence ,muteness and reserve let out in words. Just some guidelines to the thoughts, To go through the path...
Just because you different it doesn't make you a freak or a weirdo, being different makes you unique and importantly it makes you You. Promises were broken, By words left unspoken, Friendships clasped untied, By truth that are hidden in lies, Years of secret coded memories are taken away, By blood forces that bind y...
