Luster of moonlight radiating off of splattered blood will blind most who come across it.I,For one,Would rather admire the one Tulip that wasn't stained on a battlefield I've never fought in.The world may be as ugly as our darkest desires,But,That doesn't mean beauty doesn't surround us everywhere we go.Just,A choice we're given the minute we... Continue Reading →
Dead Flowers – Day 174, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
Wears and tears,Crackles of beauty and experience my eyes and eardrums marvel at and jump to.Vibrations sparking memories of old allowing me to feel new as I'm reminded of Father Time,Passing by,As each petal withers in a way we never can.More glamorous than ever,Regardless of the shimmering pain glowing into our pupils.Pupils hungry for the... Continue Reading →
Black Tulipz – Day 31, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
A convex of emotions are laid on an empty piece of paper hoping it will flower,Some day.One can only pray for change to blossom throughout every season the of the year.Why stay the same,For what purpose?Not a single lick of sense it makes as much as flipping the page over.Pages in a story written by... Continue Reading →