Cocoon …

In the ocean of my own tears, I found myself drowning countless times, sir. Each wave of sorrow threatened to engulf me, pulling me deeper into the abyss of my own emotions. I rowed ceaselessly against the currents of fate, struggling to find my way amidst the tumultuous tides of life. In the chaos, I lost sight of whether I was rowing against or for, the lines blurred by the relentless ebb and flow of existence. When it was time to leave, I found myself casting the anchor, rooted in a past I couldn’t release. Conversely, when it was time … Continue reading Cocoon …

My soul …

In the quiet chambers of my soul, there resides a human-shaped hole, a space that echoes with the stories of those who have crossed my path. Each encounter has left an indelible mark, a story etched upon the tapestry of my heart. With every person I’ve met, a piece of my being has been woven into the fabric of their lives, and in turn, a fragment of my heart has journeyed with them. These stories, like whispers in the wind, have imprinted themselves upon my soul, leaving an intricate mosaic of shared experiences and fleeting connections. Each tale is a … Continue reading My soul …

My definition of love …

I was once asked to define love, and in that moment, I found myself unraveling the essence of our being. I spoke of love as an intrinsic part of our very souls, a force that courses through our veins, guiding us on a journey to shed our fears and rediscover the truth of who we are. As humans, we are but travelers on this path, seeking to reunite with the love that resides within us, waiting to be embraced. Since the day I confessed my burgeoning affection, I’ve pondered the nature of love, and in my contemplation, I’ve come to … Continue reading My definition of love …

Outside the window sky and earth exchange silver. In the moonlight I forget I’m human…

Outside the window, where the celestial canvas meets the earthly realm, a dance of silver unfolds under the watchful gaze of the moon. The night sky, adorned with shimmering stars, weaves a tapestry of enchantment that transcends the boundaries of the mundane world. In the embrace of moonlight, I am transported to a realm where time stands still, and the constraints of humanity fade into obscurity. As I peer into the ethereal glow, I am liberated from the confines of my earthly existence. The weight of mortal worries and fleeting desires dissipates, and I am enveloped by a sense of … Continue reading Outside the window sky and earth exchange silver. In the moonlight I forget I’m human…

In this moment, I am whole …

How can I love where I’m going if I hate where I come from? How can I envision and manifest a magnificent future, if I can’t even appreciate and love who, what, and where I am now? With humility, I learn to embrace the essence of my being, to understand the intricacies of my past, and to let go of the illusions that bind me. In the gentle embrace of gratitude, I find solace and strength. In the depths of my heart, I discover the courage to love and accept every facet of my existence. I learn to cherish the … Continue reading In this moment, I am whole …

I am …

I am from the affection that I intended. From the warmth of my daily life, I find my place in the ebb and flow of a busy day and the tranquility of leisure. I am from the embrace of the dark night, and the boundless expanse of the sea. I am from the illusion, navigating through the maze of confusing comings and goings, persisting in the narrative of history. I am a believer in losing myself in romances, experiencing the ecstasy of love and the ache of regret. I am from the painful longing, the relentless yearning, and the agonizing … Continue reading I am …

Mother II

Mother, I carry within me the weight of unburied pasts, memories that linger like shadows in the night. Some nights, your daughter feels as if she is tearing herself apart, the pain and sorrow threatening to consume her. But in the morning light, she finds the strength to piece herself back together, to heal the wounds that still ache. I may be a mosaic of broken pieces, but I am also a masterpiece in the making. The scars I bear are a testament to the battles I have fought and the resilience that resides within me. I may not have … Continue reading Mother II

Feeling happy …

And you know what? she says, her voice tinged with a hint of wisdom. One of the worst things in life is to forget how it feels to be happy. Don’t let that slip away from you. Be brave or be scared, but follow the passions of your heart, for happiness should never be a thing of the past. Let the echoes of joy reverberate through your soul and let the memories of laughter and warmth linger in your mind. Embrace the moments of elation, the triumphs, and the simple pleasures that ignite a fire within you. Hold onto them … Continue reading Feeling happy …

She cries …

She cries in the lyrics, pouring out her soul with every stroke of the pen. Her pain is etched into the lines, commas, and hyperboles, a beautiful tapestry woven from the tattered rags of her heart. She finds solace in the words of others, but her own voice is lost in the chaos of her emotions. She blames the sky, the earth, and the thorns for her struggles, but deep down she knows that the only thing holding her back is herself. She burns the manuals and rules that society has imposed upon her, rebelling against the constraints that threaten … Continue reading She cries …

Dreaming …

Dreaming is to lose the ground beneath our feet, to let go of the familiar and the known, and to venture into the vast, uncharted territory of the sky. It is to take flight on the wings of imagination, to soar above the mundane and the ordinary, and to reach for the stars that sparkle in the infinite expanse above us. In the realm of dreams, we shed the limitations of our physical bodies and the constraints of our daily lives, and we enter a world where anything is possible. We become the architects of our own reality, shaping, and … Continue reading Dreaming …