Tag: Art
-
The Ways of Love
Need a better way of love. One that sees all the rainbows of love. A way that shows all the inception of the heart.The direction of love when the wind comes. To see it’s beautiful waves of pleasant colors. I need to be able to smell it’s aroma like that of morning coffee. Love is […]
-
Broken
I am not sure how to fix myself. See, I feel broken. I am not sure when it happened. That moment for me is uncertain. What I do know is that I don’t know how to heal it. I am still here hoping.That one day I can fix myself from being broken.- Ruptes
-
Tracking the Wind
Where is the final location of the wind? When it reaches you or when it reaches its destination? -Ruptes
-
No Tears for the Pain
Allow me these tears. The ones that I wish nobody could see. Allow me the freedom of the pain. The one that I don’t have. To deal with the aches. Allow me these tears. The ones rolling by my cheek. In silence, just me. To let the pain out. But there is no privacy. Where […]
-
Black
Color my soul black To show for all the pain Confusion, and messThere is no colors to show For life has stolen happiness It’s black like a ditch And when you reach in There’s only decomposed matter Do you not smell that color?The smell of rot taking control Only this I know How black is […]