Echoes of the soul

Language of the Sky

Sky speaks to us allPaints the clouds in many huesBlue, orange, crimsonIt says it’s a new dawnOnly if we could listen What does it say to you?

RIP

We cry Selfishly In a fake grief For he is released out in the blissful sky Flying free Beyond the breathing Beyond the worlds

Explain

To explainWhat and Whyno wordswould suffice You needto be me.See the worldthrough my eyes

I fail daily

I faildailyand in thatroutineI succeedwithoutfail My echoes

Flowers in the vase

Flowers in the vase One dared to mask the sun Rest remain rooted

SwimmingFrantically Trying to stay the courseRoaring watersHave a plana set path, in store flapping handsflailing legskeep me afloatthere are no oarsno sailno boat onwardstowards the fallto the eventual endavoiding a boulderbarely navigatingthe gruesome bend you may survivebut finallyyou will fallno matterwhat you trya fate you can’t stall that’s if you keep swimmingtrying to stay afloatscreamingContinue reading “Limitless like sky”

Orange slit

I stayed with yesterday

I said goodbye to yesterdayIt stayed backin the past with it stayed backmy clinging,grieving part it was goodtill it lastedthen at midnightit became, today I moved onever changingnow I am todaythen I was yesterday

A new eye, that can see a song

I need a new eyean inverted one Perhapsto see what I see notI need a new eyean unveiled one perhaps to seeBeyond the taught I need the eyeThat sees everything I need an eyeThat needs no thoughtThen I will close my eyesAnd I see it clearWith none of the coloursAnd without a fearThen I willContinue reading “A new eye, that can see a song”

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