It’s the thing you cannot See Carried in Tranquility It’s the force that exists in your silent reverie It’s the whisper in your eyes when you have yet to speak It’s the sound of morning As fresh as new wet dew It’s the voice inside your head drowning beneath the surface it’s the silent scream […]
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Is Black and White All You See?
You are White, And bright you are Pure and clean. Simple and neat Then there’s Black, The Anti All Covered and cloaked. Distinguished and Bold Neither see me, though I’m a part of each. Blinded by dualism and polarity. White is the paper, black is the pen, Grey is the meaning given within Tricia ileen
When She Wept
The sky was grey and hung low over her heavy heart. She wiped her tears wishing she could simply wipe away the pain that gripped her. Alone she stood in a hollow home; the small enclosure had confined her to her devastation for some time now. She felt like everything around her that was once […]