One wish
One heart
One dream
And so many flittering thoughts around
Drops of golden sand
We can touch
Holding hands
Despite the rain
Finding peace
When lights get low
When our soul get lost
In the mellow of the skyline
Walking inside the dream
Waves of « perhaps » rushing by
Giving me a hint of what I can be
If only…
The world
Sacred ground
Never defeated
Opening my eyes mean
I allow the world
To take me on the other side
A place where dreams only come true
For the ones ready to
Unleash the power they hide within
This is the poem shared as part of Mona Writing Prompt.
Always sharing the good. May it be in bad or good times.
Always remembering why we’re getting up each day, why we believe and hope in the midst of chaos.
So many men and women lived through troubled times. Without giving up what they believed in. We are as able as them.
So why do we keep on pointing out the worst, the dark of this world?
Why do we need to talk on and on about how worst worries?
We are the ones building the world, and if we are not able to change every single decision and every single thing that happens, we can at least focus on what makes sense and what bring us comfort and peace.
What do you think?
When people ask about love, what it means to me and how I deal with it, to be true I have many questions in mind and most of the time no answers to them.
When people ask about what I want, I don’t know really. I want everything and nothing. Cause I can have everything if I wish to but does this everything will really make me happy?
When people ask about money, when they talk about value, I got lost. What value has to do with money?
When people have questions, I have more questions coming to mind. This is what makes me grow in a way. But I understood recently that I’ll never have all the answers, so sometimes it’s best to just let go and see what life’s got for me.
Are you good at answering questions? Do you know exactly what you want? If not, how are you dealing with this?
We may think we are free. Till we realize we are enchained. By limited thoughts and the choices made.
We are the ones who can change the deal. Every single moment. But are we ready for it? Ready to face the unknown and maybe the disillusion in the eyes of the ones we love?
Is there love when we are trying to make everything fit in a life that can’t hold it? When we are hiding ourselves behind the veil of doubt?
What are we ready to lose? What are we ready to give in?
Where is the truth between the thin line of two lives we are knitting together so we don’t have to choose, only to hope it would last ?
Is love enough to hold us tight?
A song
Well known by all
Song of pain
And trust
Tomorrows are waiting
To be written
Open your heart
To the eternal light
And then pain will fly away
Like birds migrating to warmer lands
Will remain the song
Of the harp strings gently touched
By sacred hands
Ours hearts
May they be
Made of gem stone
Or glittery silk
Glowing like stars
Free as birds flying south
Brought together
In an original life painting canva
This is my piece of poetry as part of Writing Prompt proposed by Mona.
Find your breath
Maybe it’s the only thing that matters
Discovering your truth
No matter what people say
You can find inspiration in others
But it’s only in yourself that lie
All the answers
It was there before
And would live forever
A secret like this
Love know by few
And yet forbidden
Memories are fading
As they’re getting old
But love remains
As the only thing dear to hold on
Soon…
A story lost between
Pages of time
This is my piece of poetry as part of Writing Prompt proposed by Mona.