A thought in a drop
that turns into water
that flows like a stream
turns into a river
sometimes a pond
or a vast ocean
the trickle
a drop in a thought
The power of a thought
The Strenght of a Drop
love
Story of a Flower
What is a flower
start from a bud
from a tiny little seed
that grows when you feed
no need for greed
a simple flower flourished
cared, watered, nourished
the pedals feathered
multicolored weathered
storms, rains, winds, and hail
the tiny plant prevail
from a seed, bud, plant, flower
photosynthesis bloom
Organized Chaos :) Journey Through The Mind of a Writer
Debths are levels
Levels can be devils
Devils might be rebels
Perhaps Angels
Observers
Permeating thoughts
Developing Plots
Story Line, Paragraph, Block
Cloudy Thoughts
Birthed lead to Clearance
Cathartic Spaces
Divine Places
Rooms in Chaos
Transcend to Melodies, Rhyme, and Flow
The Hands of a writer wrote
The Minds of the author grow
Words of Arte
You may not rise on the third day
We wait until Sunday to look fancy
We wait for our birthdays to celebrate life
We delay gratification
for the perfect destination
We don’t take a risk
for the sake of not being brisk
We don’t say I love you
out of fear of rejection
If today was your last day
would you still wait for the next?
Happy Easter
We may not get a 3rd day to rise
but we get every day to live fully
Resurrection
Mourning Words
Mourning Words
Sadness, depression, obsessions
Sedation, regression, never liberation
Words Can Oppress
The Spirit Impress
Into an empty address
Some people mourn daily
Not realizing, In the blink of an eye
In the breath of inspiration
With purposeful exhalation
Permeation through flesh
In the depths of a word
Submerged Mourning Words
If altered and suffocated
Transformed into Morning Words
Daily Dose
I Don’t Wait, Now I Do
I waited for Spring
To turn into summer
For Summer to Fall
For Fall to Winter
I waited for Winter to Turn into Spring
The Cycle of Waiting
Waiting, Waiting, Waiting
Always Waiting for The Next
Near Perfect Conditions
Filled With Idle, Uncertain, Decisions
I Don’t Wait
Now, I Do
Until The Last Breath
Celebrate Love
Everyday of The Week
Because Nobody Knows
When Their Last Breath Will Be
Happy Daily
Day of Love, Friendship, Valentine
True Love is True
Love is Unconditional
True Love is Unforgettable
Love is Selfless
True Love can be Selfish
Love is Art
True Love is Malleable
Love is Empathy
True Love is Empathetic
Love is Not Blind
True Love Can See
Love is an Immersive Experience
True Love, Submerged, Without Getting Lost
Love is Love
True Love is Love
One Thought Away
One thought can make you smile
One thought can make you cry
One thought can make you laugh
One thought can make you sad
One thought can give you pain
One thought can give you pleasure
One thought can give you life
One thought can leave you lifeless
One thought can make you mad
One thought can be powerful
One thought adds up
Be mindful of one thought
The Fallen Feather Builds a Home
The story of a feather
That once lived in a bird
Embedded in the skin
Detaching from its home
The wind blew
The feather flew
Rumored to be unworthy
Fallen off the feather’s home
People passing by
Without even a look
A bird flies, lands, picks up the feather
The feather becomes foundation
The feather builds a home
The Grind 