left brain - right brain: show me the way; don't know whether to go or stay. left brain - right brain: is this a test? my heart says touch him by my head knows best
The world is full of beautiful places. Let your heart be one of them.
Faith allows your soul to break free and travel to places your envious mind rarely grants it permission to visit.
A Photographer's Poem To take a photograph is to learn new steps Like a toddler's first walk from start to end Visualize a dream, a paradigm, a theme It could be about anywhere, anyone, any moment or anything Let that sink in until your eyes see clearly What image you cease to create to preserve in dearly With a camera you take the picture in mind A photographer's mistake is to leave it behind Take it wherever a journey is to take place There will always be something that comes across your ways
A million poems, all written in the loss and seeking of love that deludes us.
I had welcomed the feeling of love, only for it to show that i was not ready.
PASSIONS FUEL LIFE! -FRB
a think I would not be here today without the strength given by certain friendships meet to reassemble me I look at the present at this insant and very patient of day clement an exit and always in the part and life reacts to your mind positive and creative stay magical, stay true.
Every sunrise is a poem written on the earth with words of light, warmth, and love.
Silence is the endless poetry of the universe.
Poetry is the language of the inexpressible emotions of life.
Poetry is an art of reality, imagination, and emotion with hues of color and hugs of words.
Writing poetry is a passion, ignited by thoughts, fueled by ink. A way to travel through another mind, where souvenirs of tears are tucked away inside your soul. Or leave you with smiles for miles, depending on which route you go.
Youβre speaking volumes, my friend, and tonight weβre doing short poems only.
A timid act may be more bold than one would first assume, For whispered truth is braver, than to silently resume.
We are never alone We are all wolves Howling to the same moon.
Thinking of you is a poison I drink often.
She wore the moonlight like lingerie.
Letβs fly away and start over in a new city.
We are all wolves, howling to the same moon.