Image is from Pexels A soul from decades ago Is reborn in another person Having a chance to do What time has left undone Traces in faces That were unknown but dreamt about Until it stopped being missing Alex
Tag: my thoughts
Heal
Image is from Pexels There was a healer who wasn’t allowed to heal If she wanted her next meal Because good is meant There will be a friend With a healing heart Love is a beauty form of art Alex
That Knock
Image is from Pexels With each knock on the door The story changes Behind it could be Your long-lost child Who ran away from that same door Years ago Even if it feels like A memory from yesterday
Under Water
Image is from Pexels When we hide our feelings Thinking they aren’t real Or that they will fade with fear Using time as an excuse Putting things in water Won’t stay there forever Showing up, whether you're ready or not. Alex
Water In Hand
Image is from Pexels The cup of the hand Is the first one ever made You and the water became one Everything is connected The living being is holding The source of life That keeps the circle going Alex
In The Forest
Image is from Pexels Perfect music for the ear Trees that give us air Protecting us from the wildest of winds Giving the sweetest of fruits And nature owns The greatest gift of all The peace in its differentness Alex
Flowers In The Window
Image is from Pexels A flower on the windowsill That shows its colour Not caring about what Will change based on that act Because it has a magic That is free and not controlled By whatever is around it Alex
I
Image is from Pexels An object on its own is linear Let's say we have a word Like the word I, changes its meaning Alone or with other letters Since it transforms into something else totally And you need to break it back down To get me, myself and I Alex
My Towel
Image is from Pexels Will you hold my towel? The one I cover myself with When I choose to be Raw and naked with you In all my layers When I want to laugh When I want to cry Or when my emotion feels unknown Alex
The Walls
Image is from Pexels If the walls could talk How in my life would they walk What would they share with me again What is that impact That makes them want To have contact A picture to gain A record to turn into memory Worth saving from fading away Alex
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