All lie within

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

Monday Inspiration 28.09.2020

Writing Prompt #15

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

Writing Prompt #14

Morning walking by Your naked body against mine Deep breath of life Loosing track of time Nothing else but silence To bless this precious bond Your birth And mine This is my piece of poetry as part of Writing Prompt proposed by Mona.

Monday Inspiration 17.08.2020

Writing Prompt #13

We know deep inside That the world can burn itself So many men full of pride Trying to mess up with life and death We may stand alone in this place Where hearts are hard And shortened is our breath But if we can hold our hands in the midst of chaoas And if our

Writing Prompt #12

Engraved in my cells This night Like any other In a whisper I was gone Like a ghost I hurtled down the stairs It was over Shots of pain Across my heart I was never yours You just thought You could stole Parts of my soul In the street that night The pieces of my

Towards your dreams

Don’t look behind For it doesn’t hold What you are looking for Images fade away Memories become dust If you don’t nourish them Look forward Walk towards your dreams If you wish to take something with you May it be the best only!

Writing Prompt #11

Just a word I could feel the call One guitar chord Can take me In a place of memories Home is where Your music lead me Without anything else But your own sense Of freedom This is my poetry as part of Mona’s Writing Prompt idea.

Our truth lies within darkness

There is something inside That we hide Something we don’t want others to see We don’t want to know It could burn our eyes It could destroy the image we have There is a part of darkness A stream of shadows Hanging around There is unfolded nightmares Anger and violence Jealousy and pain Until we