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Hello beautiful souls :’)) Here’s my humble post for today, I hope you’ll like it ^^ Every once in while, a thought would come into my mind and will leave me in a disturbed state. A part of me wants it

Hello beautiful people long time no talk ^^" It's been 4months, time surely flies when you're busy with worldly things! I hope you'll enjoy this humble writing :')) Yesterday night, I had a hard time

I was taught that a closed door, isn’t my door So I took a step back. Sitting before your door my Lord, This time I won’t turn back. Because you are the only who never closed a door In the face of this

A lonely soul in a barren land, No bosom to rest, nor a helping hand. Alone in the middle of nowhere. Sipping from the holy grail. Weary, and worn you're bound to be frail. Sweet drink with poison, Such

Before the glittering moon I stand staring, unable to mourn Not sure who’s the martyr Is it me, or is it the world? In the end, I have always been Dead to the world.. (image source: pexels.com)

Standing on the edge of my thoughts Trying to make use of the fragments that fall Into the huge bottomless chasm Parts of me also started to fall Going with the autumn whistling wind (image source: pexels.com)

Until the day I met you I was but a heap of rotten flesh. Void from all sanity, and grace It is you… Who brought a beam of light Into this miserable life of mine. You taught me that life, shouldn’t always

O lord, what should I do with a heart That longs for that beautiful meadow Screaming like a mournful widow Moaning and sighing like the autumn wind Grieving what it can’t reach And for crossing the borders

I don’t want to be a patient! Going miles to benefit some leeches. Disguised in humans, wearing white coats like doctors. Feeding in human's sorrow, and depression Ripping them off all they’ve got without

The world became dark and cold, And everything indicates that the sky is falling. The child lives in gloom, Knowing that his time is coming. Let me tell you one last thing, before my passing: “When you

As you lay there, tired and worn With death dressed in joy on your face. So calm and serene in your sleep And clothed with a shroud of peace. As I stare deeply into your face The words fail me, but I weep

As I wait for my time to come Beholding the Empyreal realm It’s beauty sucks me in Chasing away the last bit of my sanity (image source: pexels.com) Absentmindedly I stare into the sky Hoping for this

My dream stands in my sight Across the street. And because of my thoughts It seems out of my league. The monster mumbling inside Of my head, blurs my insight And makes everything seem Far away and distant.

Power in the hands of some Burning with it the lives of others Making them work, and obey like slaves How are expecting them to feel free, and safe? (image source: pexels.com)

I am but a lost soul, trying to find a meaning to this world Reading all their thoughts, finding meaning to their words. I am but a lonely soul… Struggling to bear it all, The deaths of these beautiful

Be the main character in your life! Don't just live your life watching other people achieve their dreams. You are depressed because your life isn't your own! All you do is watch other people.. on Youtube,

Tin Hinan, or as her name literally means in the old Tamahak language "She/woman of the tents" , and metaphorically translated as "Mother of us all". As the legend says, Tin Hinan is

Buying things you don't need to fill that hole inside of you.. Thinking that if you possess all those things you'd be happier, or that if you bought some celebrity's merchandise you'd look as pretty ..But

In life, you'll lose your way sometimes. You'll wonder where you should go, or what you should do.. Sometimes, you'll keep wandering on the streets of life.. Not able to find your way. (image source:

“Caminante, no hay puentes, se hace puentes al andar. (Voyager, there are no bridges, one builds them as one walks.) ” ― Gloria E. Anzaldúa Ten un buen día almas hermosas. Have a nice day beautiful. (image