Well lately my poems have just been a jumble of everything, so have fun dissecting this one!
Finding yourself in the border between day and night, reality and imagination.
Nine poems on the power of our stories, their stories, and your stories.
Lost syllables, lost love letters, swept away into a coma of endless time.
based on a dream that made me feel incredibly lonely
So, what really happens when you die?
finally got inspiration,,, and this turned out quite well maybe :) anyways be happy 💜
"And the train of thought runs through yesterday again..."
Yesterday you and me......
I have finished my first novel on Wattpad, link -👇
And I will be the first in line to take a bite from your peach.
Sunflower Musings: Yesterday, all my troubles seemed so far away...
'In Remembrance of My Lost Angel', a lamentation for lost love and lost opportunities, was written in early 2016, although an earlier somewhat similar lyrics dates from 1999.
Just something what came to my mind .
:) Hope you'll like .
Every single day you meet someone new, You go out into the world
I had you yesternight. . .
Of yesterdays and tomorrows
Some say it was suicide, some say it was murder. But I say it was a rebirth.
After yesterday afternoon's blue