In conflict, the love for friction
On soil, the seeds hold on tighter
On paper, the lies sink deeper
In all there is
Then or now
All can be saved
In mind, paint another dream
In soul, cry for another time
capturing future memories through writing
In conflict, the love for friction
On soil, the seeds hold on tighter
On paper, the lies sink deeper
In all there is
Then or now
All can be saved
In mind, paint another dream
In soul, cry for another time
Instigating a "Mental Revolution"
Unleashing the beauty of creativity
seeking solace in the horizon of life and beyond
Aspiring to be the best at writing. Poetry lover, haiku and free verse to be precise, I hope to one day master
The Mystery, Motivation and Mastery of Life
Some of what I breathe out arrives here
keeping It 100 With You
Sometimes poetry gives you the voice
Poets bleed from the heart and soul
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Director | Writer | Cinematographer
π Fully Living The Unfinished Things Of Life Through Writings. π
Prime my subconscious, one hint at a time
A Frequent Blog of Devotionals Inspired by A Course in Miracles, A Course of Love, The Way of Mastery, Choose Only Love--Plus More . . . with Celia Hales - https://www.amazon.com/author/celiahales
I loved the line “paint another dream” … can be open to interpretation for the reader, and allows the reader to put their own twist on the poem. Very well written and thanks for sharing.
Thanks for reading, To each his own, be it conscience or imagination.