now that I’m getting older and wiser.
Tranquil oceans sweeping continuously over fields of
imagination, planting flowers filled with brand new
ideas in lovely rhymes of thoughts.
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Carrying one another through the explicit trials of life is acceptable and compassionate to another.
Filling everyone with courage as we walk on alone, hoping that there’ll be someone for us when we in turn need someone to be there for us in our own desperation and grief.Sadness touching us coldly as we expire in our own times.
Sliding into a mesmerizing place,
places of interest.Taking us on a journey into afantasy each our own.
Taking stock of life’s beauty, being prepared to edge closer to another life, one that should have been lived all along.
Inhaling nature, feeling it’s explosive desires filling me with an essence of my creativeness through an intense imagination.Well-being coming forward, taking me on a path of enlightenment towards destiny.Fulfilling fate, enjoying my purpose in life, taking a ride through clouds of reality, touching them with ideas of intellect.Concluding an energy of intense sadness and suffering.
Details flowing and ebbing with tides of life,
concentrating on the quality all of us strivefor daily.Preparing endless compositions, rewriting,editing, finding different ways of expressionand feeling.Altogether, hiding within many facets of life,trying on with fascination, those that have notfit before, but now with maturity, it is adifferent story.Notes sounding their reverie throughout theheavens, scattering details of imagination intopockets of subconsciousness and creative genius.