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Memory of existence
What a peaceful thought.
Tuesday 30th July 2019 1:04 am
Art of my dreams
You are the art of my dreams.
The muse of my thoughts
and the sweetness of my soul.
a gentle aura surrounding mine
sending messages through the skin and bone
what a funny way to live,
what a peaceful time
to be alive.
to dare what is romance between the reality of life and visions
to desire not only a life
but two paths in one.
-G. N. D.
Friday 14th September 2018 2:25 am
Thought of a restless mind.
As I grow, I see many places to live by
I see the true nature of life,
On how doll and peaceful it can be.
But what is life without sorrow?
What is life without dreams of the melancholic soul?
Just a thought of a restless mind.
-G.N.D
Wednesday 27th June 2018 3:15 am
A dead rose for a dead friend.
I came across with a dead rose.
How impure and crooked it seemed.
Deteriorated without the life it once had.
I kept walking with it, holding it with my right hand.
How sad it was to see a rose like that.
Where once it was bright red,
now it’s only a brown looking thing with nothing left.
I kept walking with the dead rose,
a sad rose with no thorns.
Until the path ended i...
Sunday 28th January 2018 4:20 am
Only in the dark I see the day.
Only in the dark I see the day.
I see the day when the sky is full of stars.
I see the day were you only hear the wind howling smoothly in my window.
The noises of the animals being alive;
were you can hear only a little the waves of the ocean...
That's when I think of us more deeply.
Only in the dark I see my dreams flowing closely,
telling me that dreams could be realities waiting for m...
Thursday 26th October 2017 2:07 pm
There was once a man.
There was once a man,
charming in the flesh
He fell in love with a woman,
who he described her as a universe with the brightest stars.
She was his dream,
a dream that came close with his reality.
There was once a man,
bewitched with all.
He dare not speak,
for not to ruin all.
He cared for his beloved,
as if she was the heart of it all.
Until he met his dem...
Saturday 15th July 2017 1:30 am
Kiss me now I say
Kiss me now I say,
and I promise I won't cry.
Tell me, what do you see?
Do you see this sad soul searching for clues or
do you see someone who has the same soul as yours?
Life is such a wonder,
to live not knowing things and to die for something worth it.
I say now kiss me,
I'm not sure what will happen next.
But I promise is worth it.
Life is such a beauty.
...Friday 7th July 2017 2:59 am
We've met before
We've met before.
Somewhere between the sun, somewhere between the moonlight.
I speak to you as if it was the end of all things, you speak to me as if it was the beginning of it all.
Perhaps maybe we are both mistaken.
Somewhere between the stars, somewhere between the night.
I am simply observing, what you are and what was mine. Hoping one day, we meet again.
Maybe not as lovers but m...
Saturday 10th June 2017 10:18 pm
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