Lit(t)er-a-tour

“Despising the endless nights that come without the need of creativity.
They are sorrow-full of a mediocrity that a hopeless romantic can’t escape.
Those are the nights that at least I dream the most.”

 

" In a room filled with eager souls, I await, longing to lose myself in the world you did create.
A world where freedom is the law, so bright, the one and only, where my heart takes flight.
I hear nothing, all sound has slipped away, Lost in the realm of silence, I'll stay.
Until the first note from the violin's strings, brings back the sense of hearing that absence brings.
I surrender to the moment, I depart, drawn away, captivated by your art.
Come closer, enchant me, let us find our way,
In your beauty's grace, together we'll sway. "

 

“Dear subconscious mind,
aren’t you tired of being my nemesis for so long?
Why are you yearning for them when you already know your heart desires solitude?”

 

“I don’t ask why..

I always embrace,

Every emotion you serve without knowing,

I open my heart and let it spread inside me,

your lava melting every fiber of my being while I hug your sorrows away.”

 

“Your leaves up in the sky,
like my dreams, can almost fly away.
Your branches elastic,
just as much as the sun allows,
like my freedom upon this earth.
And then, your roots!
oh, those beautiful hidden roots.
My mirrored soul kept in the undergrounds,
living,breathing the mystery
only your darkness can provide.”

 

“In the gloom of your soul,
the traitors of old ideas revolt.
You thought your worth was divine.
Ridiculed, pitiful one.
You will always remain frightened.”

 

THE SNOWFLAKE

She opened her mouth wide to the vastly sky,
Her mist flowed and danced in a soft lullaby,
The wetness of tongue craved pieces of happiness,
As soon as it touched it fell into nothingness.

Last drops of hope fell all in the presence
of moonless parade filled unearthing essence
Smirking she danced while raising a finger,
and yelled from her lungs “I am the bringer”