We're Staying Away From The Truth
The night fell on the palms of a magical face, we remained in the desert of modern illusion with the thought of an oasis of abundance. We are looking for words of interest in the digital reality that takes our time, we become slaves of habits in a limited space of possibilities.
Flowers are planted in the artist's minds as the water passes through the words of thirsty passion. The prayers are not sincere in the works of our attractions, attention has become the poison of senses that brings about changes in fictitious money.
Enthusiasm covers the will for the source of knowledge, the strength is the lack of wise thoughts on the winds of change. Gentle love messages wander in the emotional universe, the awesome moment becomes eternity in the kiss of the angel.
My intentions have a fire of sincerity that shines in the eyes of justice, you are the only being with a soft smile that pleases me. We found new forests and magical pastures of the mind, we feel the heart of love adventure that knocks in infinite rhythm.
- Original poetry written by @dobartim
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Always awesome.
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our intention is to get properity but our stepour steps stalled on one lazy word.
do not move a step forward nor back
when our bibr say prayers but our hearts do not move closer to god
then never be able to achieve dreams
our life will be more meaningful when there is a conscience of reason, behavior and heart.
one word to success with prayer accompaniment and a better vision for the future
when the flower turns into a fruit and breeds to fill our minds
then that's when we will start to reap the rewards
when the leaves in twigs can start to shade
then we benefit others
See you on the top
Very fantastic poetry of yours! Great mind..
I am glad you like it
Never Compromise Dobartim !
Enthusiasm covers the will for the source of knowledge
Thank you for nice comment
I havent been too active. But always a joy to read your posts
Thank you
To cleanse ones soul, to find thy self, relive the past, learn from mistakes.
Only and only then you will be truly alive.
Only and only then you will rise above the clouds screaming "push me down and i will rise again. Hug me allover and i will love you like the Autumn Lieutenant".
Thanks for sharing..
You are welcome
wow...very intersting and magical situation...
great atituate..thanks for shearing ..
You are welcome
The first verse says it all. We're all becoming slaves of habits in limited space of possibilities. Awesome poem! Thanks
I am glad you like it
your poems are the best on the platform