Tag: literature
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Someone Else’s Alarm
Is it strange that I can tellWhich dreams are bornFrom my own thoughts,And which don’t belong to me At all. Only alarms echoing from Someone else inside my sleep. I feel myself finally letting go, Yet the ghosts of my past Still visit me at night.And somehow,I know when a dream is no longer mine,But…
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Where Winter Softens
Sometimes nature on its own does it for me, I ask myself why I’m so drawn to painting landscapes, It speaks before I even pick up a brush, and a scene like this answers for me softly, effortlessly. Winter isn’t a season I chase; if anything, it arrives uninvited.But somehow its beauty finds me anyway.…
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I didn’t
There’s a difference between me and you.You lost feelings before I walked away, I didn’t. They say a woman’s intuition never lies,It didn’t.You didn’t put up a fight, Our journey folded with an okay. I had to hurt to see hurt, But Instead all I saw was relief.A part of me wanted to be wrong.…
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A Radiant Farewell
I want to be sad in a beautiful city,Because sad memories last forever.So if I’m reminded of that day,I want to bask in all I see around me. I want to remember the cute little cafés,That surrounded me, And the croissant given to me,To help me get through the day.Or the comfortable silenceThat enclosed around…
Nouva Daze 