This fastmoving stream!
A billion moving parts...
The threads of fate playing my hand for me.
Foundation laid, guardrail...
Hate builds walls ! to protect from hurt.
Hiding from your own emotions, how stupid is that...
There is always a song being played.
Music is food for the soul...
Writing poetry is a response to sensitivity.
Feelings related to emotions with intensity...
There is dust all over my thoughts!
Cobwebs too...
We gild our days with restless gold,
Chasing coins that slip through time...
Oh God…
hear me out of the abundance of my sin...
"If you ever feel like a failure, just...
The mare of sorrow,
she drinks from the well...
Life's lesson are they good or bad
Are they happy or sad...
In the breath between offense and reply,
Where silence trembles but does not die...