Never placated, tenderly touching my heart with memories unglorified, saturated with tears, and crystalized in glass visions; fading colors of the rainbow as drops of sadness fall into depths of my heart.
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Parading down pathways of reluctance, building walls of turbulence, skimming sideways, attempting to overcome invisible obstacles seemingly in the way in every direction.
Settling in amongst ashes of yesterday, locating fragments of bone, shards here and there, of hope lingering slightly behind a faith of knowingness within a soul.
Sounding far and away, touching,
they can be felt with unsurpassed emotions.Keeping quite to self, yet wanting expressionsto be seen and felt the way that I do inside.Living a life of relaxing understanding andreflection, beginning to know how intellectinspires the mind with potential.
Awakening from a silent dream, touching my mind with a quiet sensation.
Alone, swinging to rhythms while silently writing down everything with a pen.
Inner desires being fulfilled with pockets of music turned inside-out
Whispering words as they play, my mind quietly spreads the peacefulness of each song across the wide expanse of intellect.Succeeding totally, to integrate existing sounds with what I am receiving within imagination’s details, while holding onto the exquisite stamina of inner turmoil.Dancing to the tune of incandescent brilliance.
Sitting in a nail parlor, smelling scents of nail polish being applied to women’s nails.
Writing, waiting for a friend’s daughter to get her nails finished.Just enjoying alone time to write what I want, watch people come and go, reading their expressions and sensing their feelings.Capturing it all in a poem while waiting.