Tag: Sky

• Dreams

  

  Worthy of dreaming. Seeing how the flowers come out of naked grounds. Where it was once barren. Worthy are the dreams. They see fruits in nothing. They see everything that isn’t. Worthy are the dreams. They shape reality. They make known only what you saw. Worthy are dreams. Molded just for what you want. They’re […]

  Ruptes

  February 22, 2022

  2022, Artistic, English, Happiness, hope, Poetry, Ruptes, Thoughts

  2022, Abide, Artist, Artistic, Beauty, Being, believe, Blog, Captive, Color, coordinated, Creative, Creative Writing, Curiosity, dancing, Decision, determined, emotions, English, Euphoria, Everything, Expression, feelings, fighting, Free, Free Write, Free Writing, Freedom, Fruits, Happiness, heart, hope, Illusion, imagination, Intimacy, Life, Lightning, Love, Meant, Mind, Moments, Need, path, pathways, peace, Poems, Poet, Poetry, Romantic, Ruptes, self, Self Esteem, Sky, Surprise, Thoughtful, Thoughts, Truth, Views, Wandering, Want, Wisdom, Words

• There Not Here

  

  You came here. Then you went over there. Right back over here. Then you leave me here and go over there. Where? Why leave me here? Desolate. No love. No air. That time or this time or another time again. I thought it a return. For love, not despair. Fumes for love. Toxic air. – […]

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  February 19, 2022

  2022, emotions, English, hope, Poetry, Ruptes, Sadness, Thoughts, Uncertainty

  2022, alone, anxiety, Artistic, Beauty, Being, believe, Blah, Blog, blurr, Break Up, Captive, Clouds, Color, colores, confusion, coordinated, Creative, Creative Writing, Curiosity, dancing, darkness, Day, Departure, Depression, Despair, determined, Down, sidewalk, Sitting, Sky, Slave, Surprise, Table, Tears, Thoughtful, Thoughts, Tired, trains, Truth, Views, Walk, Wandering, Weather, wind, Windows, Wisdom, Words

• Finite

  There in the clouds and in the sky you can see that,Everything here is finite. The clouds move and never stay stagnant,They must go.The sky brightens at the start of the day,Then it darkens at the end of the day. Everything is finite, From the most mundane to the most important.

  Ruptes

  July 20, 2020

  2020, Artistic, Poetry, Ruptes, Thoughts

  2020, Artistic, Clouds, Day, Night, Poetry, reality, Ruptes, Sky, sun, Thoughts, Truth