Poetry is powerful. 

It allows the frustrated frictions of our broken heart to come to terms with the pain.

It is so deep, it is so deep, it runs so deep.

Writing is my medicine.

It masks our pain, joy, tears and happiness.

It is my escape route.

It gives me sanity in this world of chaos.

It is self theraupetic.

As I journey on this beautiful road of poetry, I hope to give you all the reasons to smile.


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Plan B.

Originally posted on Blue Fences:
And here I am again.. In the middle of no-man’s land. Outstretch my hands. Trying to catch my wishes before they hit the sand. Tried to wish upon a shooting star… But mine were just too big to make it that far. Heavy bits of failed attempts drop from above…

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