It's nice to be back writing again in Wordpress.com. I guess my time will provide me space to breath a little and write a little. This unique moment is pressing me to squeeze whatever little thoughts I have in my brain and share them with you. Friends of all colors and beliefs, please support me for this endeavor as we spread friendship and understanding worldwide.
i walked into the center of broken reveries befuddled and flummoxed, i shared a stumped image of the beginning’s birth marked moments at the spilled beans captured the past glories and shames with recognition or admission of guilt…
the green leaves dancing with the wind whichever direction they sway to they’re all hostile to my sentiments which exude from an empty smile, many have observed that i hoard a lot of winter’s dreary lonesome smirk …
a place of withdrawn importance left to the exclusion of comfort he’ll live with it inside always welcoming a silence
at the boundaries of grief and laughter hurdling human nature’s limits inside his heart, mind and spirit he would be blowing victory’s trumpet
euphoria of stars will finally spark flashing a thousand words of joy truth running its course on rivers and streams launching a thousand honest dreams
the certainty of things bound to begin driving on the road through thick and thin shattered struggles breaking some efforts and kill the prize awaiting up on the hill … ___________
sometimes dreadful words will hurt sharp as the thinnest edge of a knife at times a rose can bring the sun up lighten the sky unbending your twisted life flowers can be the talk of wisdom the sunshine of long awaited hope your source of envisioned strength to win back the better life you once owned
a prophet speaks theatrically what tomorrow would bring his eyes would whisper either the truth or the lie but your heart could feel his heart his truth is another one’s lie another’s uncertainty is his accuracy neither he nor the other can’t tell the genuineness of reality
Triangle Writes... 