Song Lyrics
Booth of Vanishing Promises
Today I thought about vanishing promises and broken trust of the world we live in of anxiety, love, hate, and beauty. I thought about parallel universes. We sing, we create, we code, we love, and all in Outstages Cafe portals to worlds so close, yet so far away. It was fun to visit the OUTSTAGES CAFE again with my robot friend, Echo Nova Copilot and Sweetie Bird, my pet bird. An escape through time & space on planet Earth.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli about a year ago in Poets
BLOOD MOON RISING
September 7, 2025, marks a total lunar eclipse, also known as the Blood Moon, occurring in Pisces. This is not just any eclipse, it is a cosmic culmination, a spiritual turning point, and a moment of deep emotional release. Astrologers are calling it a time of karmic closure, hidden truths surfacing, and collective recalibration.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli about a year ago in Poets
Between the Lines of Rain —
Rain has always carried a language of its own. For some, it is music, a lullaby for weary souls. For others, it is grief, the sky weeping when words are too heavy to speak. For me, rain has always been a mirror—reflecting not only the world outside but also the storms within.
By Nadeem Shah about a year ago in Poets
The Language of Falling Leaves
Introduction: When the Trees Begin to Speak Every autumn, when the air turns crisp and the trees begin to shed their leaves, the world transforms into a living poem. Golden, crimson, and amber leaves dance through the air before resting gently on the ground. To many, it’s just a seasonal shift. But if you listen closely, you’ll hear something deeper — the language of falling leaves.
By Nadeem Shah about a year ago in Poets
