Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before. A journey in trying to become one of the great poets. Mdash; Leave a comment. His voice was music to my ears. But they also caused my tears. Mdash; Leave a comment. All I heard was love.

I just wanted to write you a letter,. Because I need to release a few things. I love you and that will never stop. You were never a perfect parent. I am positive that a perfect parent. I wish that you could have thought things through,. Before having the children that you did. Were we all planned? Did you know that we would require a safe place. To grow up in? The things that we wanted.

Steal my breath with beauty. Stir my world with passion. Touch me with tender intent. And I am forever in your debt.

Small Wisdoms to Nurture Your Soul. You touch me with your smile,. Your energy flows like hot burning lava. Pouring straight into my heart,. Filling me up with hunger and thirst for life. I want to be able to taste every inch of the air,. Inhale deeply every invisible moment we share. When I am near you, I want to soak up the world. Like a tired traveler drinks up impatiently. His first glass of chilled red wine. My body melts like a snowflake on the sun.

Through The Eyes Of An Introvert. If you are talkative and have lots of friends, you are probably very in! Everybody likes chatty and boisterous people who love picnics and parties and enjoy the clatter and chatter so much so that the ones who are trying to live their lives in harmony and quiet are either misunderstood or completely ignored! What really disturbs me is that nobody ever tries to see the world through my eyes. I mean is it really a.

A message to all my readers. The world gleams with splashes of happiness The grey sidewalk cracks, manifesting a rainbow peeking from underneath The sky turns the color of crushed dahlia, with .

So here it is! My love for the supernatural is no big a secret and this one here is just something like that. I hope you like it! Far, far into the deep he walks alone. Every bird, every leaf sighing in silence. A gust of wind that caresses his face. His heart pounding, sweat dripping. He moves on through the misty woods.

Hope is the only thing stronger than fear. Like realms of two different worlds. To eye my dying heart. Across the grooves of my temple. Night strikes darker than usual. Where uneven met even,. I needed her in the moments. When my fellows perished,.

Add a little literature to your life. Follow Eye of Luna on WordPress. I can feel myself, whatever it. I can feel my sanity rotting as it is exposed to the poison of the ether.

Poetry, writing, a different world discovered. The art of writing is the art of discovering what you believe.