Foundational to life, a bond so strong When I’m shaken or stirred, they can do no wrong Night outs and dine ins, we relish every passing hour Celebrating with whiskey, may our relationship never turn…
I am lost In a city of longing, While she walks through The street of laurels. Bangles from the roadside shops Reflect her glory. I hear her gleaming laughter, And start to move towards the…
You left me drowning in the middle of the ocean. But instead of screaming for help, I found myself diving back into you.
Haven’t you asked yourself for once? That you rather believe in lies even though the truth will nearly chew you into pieces? That this truth is being served in your table yet still asking for the menu to order lies? Don’t worry, we all have experienced this stage. We tend to believe in lies to cover the entire truth. To avoid pain, to avoid suffering, to avoid hurting people. But remorse will always occur at the end. So don’t blame yourself. And don’t repeat the same mistake again.
I saw a girl.I saw a glimmer in her eyes.She’s wearing a contagious smile. She’s unmasked and every emotion just went out naturally. She laughs like there’s no tomorrow. Seems like there’s no room for…
Standing in the middle of the nightWith an aching soul and tattered mindWith no one to lean by my sideWith nothing to leave my grudges behindTill rain had splashed over meThen I realized, I finally…
Through every picture, every artist has a story to tell. This short poem reflects thoughts on stories narrated through paintings.
A short poem about my feelings for the world right now. Follow my blog on Instagram @piecesofkblog for more
You say the truth will come to light? Then why do you scoff at the idea of paying for WashPo or your local paper, when you’ll pay for cable to watch the news on TV?
Our living room candle is almost out, and it’s a metaphor. Maybe.
The poem deals with the highs & lows of human behaviour & morality and how it can be twisted to seem normal.
There are times when we are doing something and we are very confident in ourselves, but those around us put us down and tell us to give up. In times like this we must think about our goal and why we started (the light) and realize how far we’ve come and say that we have come too far to turn back now. We must be fully invested.
We tend to take sleep for granted It is the gracious cell guard that releases us from the prison of reality Allowing one to bask in their minds tranquility
The only way to carry Love expressing feelings of her & the emotions of her inner soul towards him. Even the higgs field was jealous of spreading their kissing moans.
Rose colored glasses cause so much pain Because I just want to hear your voice again And listen to the sharp edges of an “I still love you.” Julianne M. Peacock
