Time to be,
I have with joy.
That a heart in pounding,
There is a sense of me.
With me, I know;
There's a measure in a measure,
That of time, which is time.
Whether to joy or to woe,
Either can fill me so.
So, with time
I pass to know,
That choice of joy or woe,
Is with time,
That which I sow.
Hi, I'm a multimedia artist. Writing is one of my interests. Hope to enlighten, inspire, and at least entertain.
Mind Ticks
I wish to be finally over this soul bronchitis But it's funny because as much as I hate it it also ignites this: Drive in myself to be a better driver of the mind I can't contain But I'd rather park i...
If Others Only Knew
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Regret Nothing
they say feelings come and feelings go, so why must I suffer so? these feelings, just never go away, the more I ignore them, the farther I stray. clinging onto my meaningless filled life, tends to do ...
A Castle That Be
Oh what a muse this castle be, deep in the forest of evergreen-sun beams, for eyes to please; Yet, this castle, was a trip to dare, in all its hassle of getting there – Yet, fair, so beautifully vivid...
Conversations
I don't know how it changed, Conversations went away, know one wants to talk anymore, Its all about Facetime, Facebook, or Tweeting, What the Hell is going on? It starts a fight to talk with people in...
Candle Light of City
When the sky grows dark in rainy days From a window you wishing stars in crowds Standing in the sea of people shouting silently Legend story like a king in castle destiny When the rain preferred over ...