That which was crushed held what could not be taken. That which was destroyed dared to become a stronger something
The crumbles of a seed, still held life
Category: Piece of thought
Grip of air…
A fist that held the breath, a breath she yearned to hold, a breath she dared to earn...
Little to learn, little to swallow,
Undid I came when your smile light my heart and drowned me in a warmth I never knew... Some said love is pain Some said it is divine Some said it is a waste of time But once I caught the fever of love I saw it to be very different from What I was … Continue reading Little to learn, little to swallow,
Drenched in you and yours,
Of the fear to be empty, I still held the nail that punctured my heart. To have squeezed my heart Out to the last drop of blood I still could not extract the last piece of love That my heart holds for you...
Spent on your breath,
Left bare behind, left far behind...
A creaking heart,
A creak with every beat for every second that seems like an year
Every weather,
A little shiver, a little sweat..
Faltered, but not self deceived
A little shiny , a little bold and a little scarred..
Bird above the sky,
Above the clouds, above that which is called the sky..
Inundate
To leave behind something powerful than reality.
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