to free your hands is to free your mind
i think back on the night we spend together,
drunk, restless, mesmerised,
and think to myself,
'damn, authentic love's lifespan truly is finite.'
that the true nature of metaphors
is revealed solely upon their demise,
and often when they undergo a resurrection,
their presence is too much to handle,
and so you light a candle and an incense,
sip on the drink you just poured yourself and let go.
as they encounter a keyboard is therapeutic.
cool (cool in french can be written coule which means flow) ... a fluid motion!
Thank you! That's cool haha! We learn something new everyday! :)
we sure do :)
There is nothing like poetry to express yourself..
I Love it and i will keep following you
Poetry offers infinite ways for one to express oneself. Thank you.
Nice poetry.. First believe yourself then other believe in you..
Thank you! That is an excellent piece of advice. I agree. We all should focus on ourselves first, then go on to others.
We can truly love only when we are free.
I haven't been here for a while but I'm very happy to discover that you keep the great job.
That is true! Freedom is very necessary for us to be able to love. :) Thank you! Plenty more poetry coming every day.