Beneath the boughs where twilight spills its gold,
The whispering winds through blooming meadows glide.
A river sings where silent secrets fold,
And daisies nod with grace the hills can't hide.

The sky, a canvas brushed in fading flame,
Reflects in pools where dragonflies alight.
The lark ascends and calls the sun by name,
While shadows dance beneath the birch’s light.

In Nature’s hush, the soul is softly stirred—
A truth more pure than ever man has heard.

My heart is on a plate
Starting at me
My brain has a desire
A disease that makes
Life hard life not life
Thing or people make
The pain go away
But it always comes back
The pain when you cry
The tears falling on your pillow
The fear of what your family
Or friends are going to say or
What they will do
The doctor will listen
The doctor will help
But it’s the pain that always
Come back

Some departures we choose,
and some departures are forced upon us—
They arrive with the weight of mountains,
practiced in hesitant steps,
as if dragging the entire world behind us.
We move forward a little... then glance back a little,
for behind us lie things, dreams, souls,
to which our hearts remain tethered.

if roots can wait,
beneath the earth,
for a rain they cannot live without.

and if the stars wait,
lingering in dusk,
just to see the moon once more.

then i,
full of burning ache,
can wait too.

I will wait for you.

Of your body are your eyes,
They shine bright and dim
As you go through different emotions and feelings.
4/4/2025

When you open a tap,
And you get water,
You take it for granted.
But if you have to carry your own water,
Say from the river to your village,
You learn to value every drop of it.
Water is precious like your jewels.
8/4/2025

When our time is expired
It doesn’t mean a thing
And it is the only thing
Wrists pressed to the earth
Begging the great mother
Let there be a purpose
Surely there is continuity
This cannot be the end
Every moment is pain
Some more than others
The best of life becomes
A series of distractions
Fully immersive escape
Carry me to a destiny
In a beautiful habitat
Cradle me
in the soft down
Of a love that
Was unavailable
in life

Lotus bud in sparkling haze,
slowly opening in search of light.
Special bloom from ancient times.
Unique in stimulating ways.
Rebirth of many things.
Calming restless minds.
Caressing eyes with charm.
Magic to gloomy days.



Shell ✨🐚