• 12th in Emptiness, Oblivion, and the Breeze That Knows Too Much

    April 12th rises
    like a hollow bowl.
    A day carved out of absence,
    light as a rib,
    quiet as a room
    after everyone has left
    but the air still remembers
    their names.

    This is the day of emptiness
    not the cruel kind,
    not the collapsing void,
    but the soft, spacious…Read More

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  • Reach out

    There are things I wanted to show
    There are things I could not let go
    When my light is finally out
    I’m in the shadow

    Reach out , reach out
    You’re in my heart
    Reach out
    Whenever you feel you’re falling apart
    Reach out
    I will always be there for you….

    I’m here for you
    You’re never alone, its true
    Wherever I am is a hom…Read More

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    • I really like, it sounds like a song. To not give up or reminding someone that they aren’t alone but you are there. Nice write keep it up.

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    Reach Out

    There are things I wanted to showThere are things I could not let goWhen my light is finally outI’m in the shadow   Reach out , reach out You’re in my heart Reach out Whenever you feel  you’re falling apart Reach out I will always be...

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  • April 11th — Ladders, Snakes and the Art of Forgetting

    April 11th arrives
    like a board game spilled across the floor,
    ladders leaning toward impossible heights,
    snakes coiled in patient spirals,
    waiting for the moment
    you think you understand the rules.

    It is a day of ascents and descents,
    of sudden rises
    and quiet collapses,
    of c…Read More

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    Love is missing 💕 Love

      A Love Beyond Words Love feels too small a wordTo hold what I feel for youIn these passing days of life. I miss you more thanThis body can ever express,More than words can ever carry. My days drift through duties—Thoughts of my...

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