Miraquill
Run
Run boys, run
World comes to chase you to bottomless cliff
Run girls, run
Love try to find you and crush your eyes to blind you
Run,everyone, run
Time is a cruel tyrant that kind to no one
Run, me, run
Run from the fatamorgana of the endless desert
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We want to be free like the wind that play in the sky
We want to be the strongest like the mighty mountain
And we fall and crushed because of the endless greed -
To be a poet
To be a poet means to be a sojourner of the soul
Travel in the largest desert and the deepest ocean
Enter the unspoken nightmare that locked by self
Join the unimaginable festival of madness
Seek the most beautiful forest
Tame the wildest beast of fear
Play hide and seek with inner child
Enter the castle of dreams and hope
Discover the unknown secret that hid by heart
To be a poet means to be a sojourner of the soul
Lost in the translation of language of soul and language of human -
Things you said
Things you said at 3 AM
made me realise why people can be peaceful and faithful to their god
Because like you said at that time
One only can know god when they fully and completely know everything about themselves -
Delusion of happiness
Full stomach
Can't taste the deliciousness of the food
Wet throat
But always feel thirsty
Thick wallet
Yet expensive and luxury didn't give good sleep
Live as the richest king
Taste like fatamorgana in the desert -
Poet
All people are poet
They have endless words and miracles
The moment they choose to share it to the world is the moment they known as poet -
In loneliness
In loneliness we drown
In loneliness we lost in darkness
In loneliness we find the meaning of "me" once again
In loneliness we finally put the last lost pieces of ourselves
And
In loneliness we learn to survive -
The final bell
When the final bell ring
You know your last train comes to pick you up
When the final bell ring
The greatest mercy is able to say farewell -
Hate kindness
We hate kindness
Because in kindness we show our humanity
We hate kindness
Because in kindness we forget our superiority
We hate kindness
Because in kindness we must suppress our ego
We hate kindness
Because in kindness we sold our crown
We hate kindness
Because in kindness we need to sacrifice
We hate kindness
Because human forget about kindness -
Lost
Faithfull
Trust
Honesty
Kindness
Sympathy
Love
Laugh
Lost and gone like bubbles in the wave
Hatred
Lies
Cruelty
Greed
Anger
Apathy
Grow like weeds on the wetlands
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thelunareclipse
75w
Read MoreI'm solivagant by the heart,
I always walk my own path,
I don't belong to any land
And I never stay in one place .
I'm free spirit by the mind,
I keep chasing for my own dreams,
Always guided by the distant stars,
I never stop to follow the winds.
I'm faithful to no one but my soul,
I can give you nothing but ephermal joy,
My promises last just to the next dawn,
In the morning I'm already gone.
Hush! Don't cry , dear girl,
Never expect love from a vagabond,
Your precious tears are not worthy of
This lone ,wild wolf.
©thelunareclipse
#cees_cw_chall
Tasha Marie photographyCall of the wild
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amsterdam
76w
Read MoreIf today didn't meet your sky-high expectations and you feel like a tangled mess...
Breathe.
Isn't it amazing that despite the humps and bumps, you woke up to another day full of promises in its pockets?
Let the promise of today bring calm to the turmoil and chaos inside and hush the monsters within.
Let it be the balm to the aches and pains of both body and soul. And like a child eagerly waiting for sunrise to peek through cloudy skies—here you are, alive and kicking.
If today isn't one of those grand days, it's okay.
It happens. If excitement is missing in today's page of your story and you fail to see the little things that truly matter, the little things to be grateful for — it's still okay. Stop beating yourself up for things that you can't control.
Breathe.
We all have our gray episodes every now and then. Just as we're given more than a hundred reasons and chances to look for the silver lining in these shades of grays —tucked somewhere beneath the clouds of uncertainties. Open your heart and hands wider. Bask in those little rays of hope peeking through the cracks of your concrete walls.
No matter how tiny and trivial it may seem.
It's easier said than done but we know that life is a bowl of sunshine and rainbows, of rains and storms. You can't choose what's served to you.
Dig in and enjoy each serving.
Go easy on yourself.
Count and hold on to bits and pieces of moments that bring smiles and laughter that get you by through rough days.
Smile. You'll get by. Like you always have.
Live and honor the seasons of life. Flow with what it has to offer. Guard your inner peace.
Thrive on being broken on some days and finding wholeness again. Not always in big ways but what can be had in the mundane.
Because LIFE IS a beautiful tale captured within the circle of every sure sunrise, told in the stories of hope borrowed from colors of the sea and sky.
Breathe.
©amsterdam
01.20.21
#life #wod...
Life is a bowl
of sunshine and rainbows,
of drizzles and storms,
of stories borrowed
from colors of the sea and sky.
©amsterdam
