I thought I had it all figured out;But once again,The universe is playing games with me.What is it telling me now?In a state of turmoil,The creativity flows.I want to sit comfortably in stagnation,Yet here I am,In a frenzied state of innovation.
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Walking Away
Can’t you see the difference? My heart is not in it. Running in all directions. Anywhere but here. I can feel the difference. My head is not in it. It has lost focus, scattered; Everywhere but here. Can’t you hear the difference? My conviction is not in it. Talking in circles, About anything but this.
Freedom
What are you doing with your freedom?
Feral Dog
Is it I who sees the truth; Or am I among the blind? Your influence is spread far and wide, Entwined in the very fabric of our being. Yet, I see through the fabric, Or so I believe. I am a lost puppy, Dragged into your circle; To be controlled by your propaganda. Yet, thisContinue reading “Feral Dog”
Between the Buildings
A beautiful reminder Of the tiny space Our large lives fill When viewed in the light Of the universe. Just look between the buildings.
Bats In A Tent
Mysterious creatures of the night; Haunting dreams; The windows bolted and doors locked. If only they could do the same; As they hang beneath their makeshift tent; Concealing themselves from the curious creatures of the day.
A Single Tear
And my heart melts…
I See You
I see you in all the beautiful colors.
Rusty Bridge
What wonders may you see from an old rusty bridge?
Comfort Zone
Venturing outside the comfort zone.
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