Pot of Tranquility<< Reaching out to an endless darkness with a broken basket of hope With pain and anguish as dark as coal Kneeling on floors cold and mold Fading footprints and drops of sadness

Like the sunset blazes in its beauty, like the sea dances through currents, we stare right at the sun feeling safe and unbothered in each other’s arms. Time passes but every minute is perfect with you

Quietly she approaches their wrinkled -harrowing faces, A baptism of hope silhouettes their fragile muscular organs pumping exciting red liquid through narrow pipes. It could have been an eternal process

It was a cold morning and a happy one too. As I approached the train station feelings of anxiety crawled into my mind. I had always wanted my first experience on a train to be a memorable one. I had always

10:50 PM. Staring at my laptop thinking of what to come up with and how best to introduce myself to the steemit community. I am aware that I do not want to leave a dissatisfying impression, especially

10:50 PM. Staring at my laptop thinking of what to come up with and how best to introduce myself to the steemit community. I am aware that I do not want to leave a dissatisfying impression, especially