Hello everyone. I’ve taken another step into the social media arena. I’ve created an Instagram account and here it is … https://www.instagram.com/silencehappens/?hl=en It’s mainly for my little poems/quotes thoughts and reflections and most shall be handwritten. Thanks for reading 🙂 Advertisements
Where do the moments go is there some kind of lost time? Does the wind only settle when it has nowhere else to travel or does it cease its movement because it has found what it’s looking for? Where do the moments go?
To touch to be touched to create and to be created how wonderful it is to have that feeling that delicateness of your touch of your creation even if even if you are somewhere other than within these words Knowing you is something other than I can create for this solitude is my creation is … More Strands of your smile
To become the light within solitude this seed grows to become the flower of this soul’s silent collapse of death to become the beginnings of raindrops aware of their flight, singing to become kisses of existence unsated with the orgasm of life’s humid mulch to become ancient, inherent, solitary free from the awakening of this … More Nascent
Clouds without rain evaporate into ghosts Memories eroded and forgotten barren souls of bleached bone The immortality of time carries with it life That, moment when rain explodes with pungent echoes of its death That, fleeting moment when you remember your own ghosts
of bell ringings and soft spoken clouds of fresh brewed tea and otherwise silent kisses of those soft spoken clouds with their tint of pink their blush of night’s calling of visceral grip this mighty claw opens within a horrid, almost beautiful elation of empathy towards the soar of the final moments of the end … More Bells
We look upon such things the way a candle looks upon the shadow Wanting to illuminate it? to take away the fear of it? to become it? to suppress it? We look upon such things with a desire, to overwhelm it with ourselves