Creative Realm
Feelings, emotions and thoughts recorded in poetic form.
In the silence of the night,Our tired eyes burn bright, How hard it is for you and meTo make the world what it used to be. Ringing rivers by the woods,Sighing forests by the lakes,Humans haven’t understood,Burning life in their…
Path to self is arduous,Hard and thorny and tough…Path to self will be closed,If you’re not pure enough.To be pure means to listen,Clearly see with your heart;Open into your spirit,Fuse that which is apart.Don’t deceive, do not argue,Only trusting the…
“Who am I?” – usual question again I will hint,“Who am I?” – the wind carries my words far away,“Who am I?” – dress is trembling again in the wind,“Who am I and where to I’m headed today?” “It’s surprizing…
