Poetry

I wish I lived during the time where one would pick up a book, read a poem, master each words to their heart’s content and repeat it to themselves when they’re feeling sad, alone or in love. As if there’s nothing better to do on a lazy afternoon but to remember words that speak to the soul.

She’s The Ocean

She’s The Ocean

The need for a jump was palpable. She met her true self in three seconds of free fall. As her body plummeted to the…

She

She

She got tired of being compared to others, So she compared herself to the ocean; mysterious. She compared herself to the mountains; fearless. She…

This Is Where You’ll Find Me

This Is Where You’ll Find Me

I could get lost in emerald seas, Elegantly reflecting the trees in the forest, While endless ripples of water send vibrations all the way…

Fair Winds and Following Seas

Fair Winds and Following Seas

Your soul, so restless, so old, so pure. You left your land to sail ashore And find what your heart wishes for. My love,…

The Lies We Tell

The Lies We Tell

I’m not going to paint you a perfect life because I don’t have it. No one does. Instead, I’m going to paint you the…