The wheel of time. Poem
Articol reprezentativ
The wheel of time starts spinning, and life goes back and back, To its very beginning, through nothingness to black. To where life ignited, in humans the first time, To that fantastic garden, with angel’s songs and rhymes. – The… Continuă lectura →
The eyes of hope. Poem
Articol reprezentativ
I used to feel so at home in your presence. You burned the incense of hope in me and made me see myself through your eyes. I was so magically beautiful! I loved and feared that charming creature that was… Continuă lectura →
The endless dance of shadows
Articol reprezentativ
There cannot be darkness without light, nor in the absence of night, not on this Planet. There is no good without evil, no heroes without villains, no noise without silence, no acceptance without denial, nor love without hate. All pairs are different coins…. Continuă lectura →
The million pieces of me
Articol reprezentativ
And what if I am a million pieces combined to sparkle one single ray of light? I dedicate today to telling the story of who I am. I am nothing more or less than who I chose to become in… Continuă lectura →
In the heart of the void, I rest my being but not my thoughts. The darkness is pressuring me to run away and never look back. Yet its core is magnetically dragging me into that place I only dream of… Continuă lectura →
Where the light meets the night, there is the moon, there are stars, but the soul’s gaze has a dusk sight, freezing with fear, cracking the scars. When the black reigns the night, shadows and demons come back from the… Continuă lectura →
Remember the joy used to shine through my eyes? It is shaded and buried in the dark, deep inside… Remember the fire igniting in my soul? Is smoldering and boiling the blood dark as coal… Remember the wilderness that was… Continuă lectura →
I collided with you when looking for the sun in the dark dungeon of my being. You were there stoned with lively eyesight, watching everything around you. Your heart was cold beneath that monolith encompassing you, yet your gaze warmed… Continuă lectura →
I feel like an outcast just by being aware of who I am and knowing no one else is exactly like me. I am stepping shy into my unique place – that tiny place in this world that only I… Continuă lectura →
Here you are… looking away to see beyond the Universe’s boundaries. Your eyes search for meaning you won’t find there away, but here, in this very present moment, where the senses can capture the weaving thoughts trying to run away…. Continuă lectura →
I wanted to see you become. But more, I longed to keep you safe. I was sure your vulnerability, authenticity, and pure soul would not resist the pressure of the heartless world, and you’ll break. I needed you whole. I… Continuă lectura →
Did you notice we label everything and everyone around us? We analyze and compare and judge everything against every vital aspect of ourselves. We evaluate life as good, bad, ugly, outstanding, or other attributes. And those criteria represent our perceptions,… Continuă lectura →
When life gets complicated, I run from it in my mind or in my dreams. I find a cozy shelter in my neural paths, as it is all so familiar and easy up there. I have many paved trails and… Continuă lectura →
Have you ever wondered why, as they grow older, people become sleepier and more rigid? Do you remember looking at the world upside down through your legs as a kid? That’s the funniest shape the world around could have. The… Continuă lectura →