A tear, rolling down my cheek I hide, so you don’t notice it. A wave, like there’s no tomorrow A smile, that hides a lot of sorrow…
Shades on, Hoodie required, Black or grey, Colors that lack to inspire. That’s my camouflage And my way to sabotage The misconception Or misperception Of human beings And their reactions.
These grey walls That lost their souls Are soon to be resurrected By a new kind of art that’s been neglected.
There was this object I once owned, It used to have a personality of its own; Was doing things it’s own way Never asking for opinions in any way.
This word written in capital letters Sends a clear message: It matters It matters to me, to you, to all, We fight for it… or go AWOL. To describe freedom is really hard, This concept always catches me off guard. I don’t know it, I never did Freedom is not a vivid thing. Why IContinue reading “FREEDOM”
What a difference makes To be a second late for Life and death first date.
Being day or night Same as babies in a cot I love sleeping tight.
What are you looking at? An empty box, a nice designed shell A beautiful image starring back as well. It looks very nice, but you know better Pretty face doesn’t really matter. It only matters to the ones that don’t know That reflections are deceiving, They come and they go.
The smiles and tears of happiness Are always magical and the key to mindfulness . Magic is the hug you give to the loved ones When you see them again after a long while. Magical is the kiss you receive First thing when the morning begins. The first raindrops that touch your face Make youContinue reading “Everyday magic”