To be creative,
Is to be you,
And Not to be me.
Creativity really is..
Tag: quote
Misjudged problem.
Writing about me,
words aren’t enough,
Ink dries out.
To write about you,
Two words, it’s over,
Trust issues!
Things changed.
Menacing ritual.
Another one have arrived,
What new did it bring.Nothing, hardly my thoughts,
But to make me look old.
Past, nowhere in my sight.
right by my foot came future
And this moment in my hand,
No trace where I lost it.
Wish them again,like before,
With all success,they could get.
Only to know, my wish undone,
No one did the same to me.
Unfathomable head.
The universe being me,
My thoughts, the stars in it.
Hard is it, to find,
Where it began,
Where it ends.
To find your way through,
Fly straight.
My thoughts, have no direction.
Life at peak.
It is normal,
To feel sleepy,
When the whole world,
Is asleep.
But to feel awake,
That is when you know,
You are alive.
Missing lie
It isn’t a while ago,
That I felt.
It isn’t a while ago,
That I understood.
We lost a lie somewhere,
In my world.
It wasn’t peace.
It was trust.
The biggest lie.
Undeniable truth.
In this life,
All the once before
And the next to come.
I tell you one thing,
I have failed before,
Several.
But have I betrayed,
Not once
Not ever.
Illusion dies.
The ever flowing grace of light,
If only I could find where you began,
And see where you drop.
Inescapable fall
The void,
The simple state of
Being nothing
And having nothing.
Place to watch,
Everything you had,
Everything you knew,
Loose.
Always find a way,
Out from it,
Or the void,
Empties you.
Hardly great!
It was enough,
The way it ended,
Made my day.
Just the moment,
That single look,
That would last a lifetime.
Your dark hair,
Darker than night itself,
Dancing to the tune of the wind.
Between those eyes,
bright as day itself,
I found it glancing at me.
Rising heartbeat,
And shivering fingers,
Brought a smile,
Without me knowing.
If there is hope, rarely one,
I would wait,
For one more look,
And it would be enough.
Finding the Alchemist 