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🍃I have my madness, I live in another dimension and I do not have time for things that have no soul.🍃
~ Charles Bukowski
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~ Charles Bukowski
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where darkness
deepens,
light leans closer,
caressing edges
with a lingering touch
light and shadow
moving like lovers,
each breathing life
into the other
deepens,
light leans closer,
caressing edges
with a lingering touch
light and shadow
moving like lovers,
each breathing life
into the other
October 7, 2025 at 2:59 AM
where darkness
deepens,
light leans closer,
caressing edges
with a lingering touch
light and shadow
moving like lovers,
each breathing life
into the other
deepens,
light leans closer,
caressing edges
with a lingering touch
light and shadow
moving like lovers,
each breathing life
into the other
a meeting of shadows,
a place where longing leans toward light
they find one another
stretching long in the late sun,
they cross and mingle,
they part,
and sometimes join again
a simple thing,
like wind in the grass,
or the hush of footsteps in fallen leaves
a place where longing leans toward light
they find one another
stretching long in the late sun,
they cross and mingle,
they part,
and sometimes join again
a simple thing,
like wind in the grass,
or the hush of footsteps in fallen leaves
May 31, 2025 at 6:56 PM
a meeting of shadows,
a place where longing leans toward light
they find one another
stretching long in the late sun,
they cross and mingle,
they part,
and sometimes join again
a simple thing,
like wind in the grass,
or the hush of footsteps in fallen leaves
a place where longing leans toward light
they find one another
stretching long in the late sun,
they cross and mingle,
they part,
and sometimes join again
a simple thing,
like wind in the grass,
or the hush of footsteps in fallen leaves
love note
for those of us
who need one
for those of us
who need one
January 29, 2025 at 7:09 AM
love note
for those of us
who need one
for those of us
who need one
In the dim glow of our shared stage,
the hardest part was knowing
this wasn’t just an intermission,
but a final act, a quiet closing
Hearts, they bleed,
crafted for the bittersweet,
foolish to think love never fades,
yet still we danced, believing in forever
the hardest part was knowing
this wasn’t just an intermission,
but a final act, a quiet closing
Hearts, they bleed,
crafted for the bittersweet,
foolish to think love never fades,
yet still we danced, believing in forever
January 28, 2025 at 6:50 AM
In the dim glow of our shared stage,
the hardest part was knowing
this wasn’t just an intermission,
but a final act, a quiet closing
Hearts, they bleed,
crafted for the bittersweet,
foolish to think love never fades,
yet still we danced, believing in forever
the hardest part was knowing
this wasn’t just an intermission,
but a final act, a quiet closing
Hearts, they bleed,
crafted for the bittersweet,
foolish to think love never fades,
yet still we danced, believing in forever
adrift,
caught between the echoes of here and there,
I am the embodiment of limbo’s embrace
yearning
for a place beyond this restless state,
just another soul looking for a way to feel alive
in a place that’s not quite here, not quite there
caught between the echoes of here and there,
I am the embodiment of limbo’s embrace
yearning
for a place beyond this restless state,
just another soul looking for a way to feel alive
in a place that’s not quite here, not quite there
December 22, 2024 at 9:14 PM
adrift,
caught between the echoes of here and there,
I am the embodiment of limbo’s embrace
yearning
for a place beyond this restless state,
just another soul looking for a way to feel alive
in a place that’s not quite here, not quite there
caught between the echoes of here and there,
I am the embodiment of limbo’s embrace
yearning
for a place beyond this restless state,
just another soul looking for a way to feel alive
in a place that’s not quite here, not quite there
dark is to light
as light is to dark
one gives shape,
the other gives form,
in their embrace,
both calm and storm
as light is to dark
one gives shape,
the other gives form,
in their embrace,
both calm and storm
December 21, 2024 at 2:41 AM
dark is to light
as light is to dark
one gives shape,
the other gives form,
in their embrace,
both calm and storm
as light is to dark
one gives shape,
the other gives form,
in their embrace,
both calm and storm
She smiled, it was simple,
the way the sea is simple, like the quiet between waves.
Sometimes that's enough.
And sometimes it's the calm before the storm, when every whisper of the wind teases…
the way the sea is simple, like the quiet between waves.
Sometimes that's enough.
And sometimes it's the calm before the storm, when every whisper of the wind teases…
December 20, 2024 at 3:55 PM
She smiled, it was simple,
the way the sea is simple, like the quiet between waves.
Sometimes that's enough.
And sometimes it's the calm before the storm, when every whisper of the wind teases…
the way the sea is simple, like the quiet between waves.
Sometimes that's enough.
And sometimes it's the calm before the storm, when every whisper of the wind teases…
there's a wistful charm in the act of penning a love note
but sometimes a picture works too
but sometimes a picture works too
December 18, 2024 at 6:24 AM
there's a wistful charm in the act of penning a love note
but sometimes a picture works too
but sometimes a picture works too
deep in her heart,
a memory remains
a memory remains
December 17, 2024 at 7:28 AM
deep in her heart,
a memory remains
a memory remains
the lyrics dissolved into the background,
as if they were mere whispers in a crowded room
unencumbered by the weight, the essence of the song transcended its words, speaking in a language that needed no translation
as if they were mere whispers in a crowded room
unencumbered by the weight, the essence of the song transcended its words, speaking in a language that needed no translation
December 13, 2024 at 7:37 AM
the lyrics dissolved into the background,
as if they were mere whispers in a crowded room
unencumbered by the weight, the essence of the song transcended its words, speaking in a language that needed no translation
as if they were mere whispers in a crowded room
unencumbered by the weight, the essence of the song transcended its words, speaking in a language that needed no translation
Under the cold moon's silvery glow,
shadows gently sway on snow
Like stars, their distant fires bright,
hearts warm in the frost kissed night
Moon guards love in stillness, light
shadows gently sway on snow
Like stars, their distant fires bright,
hearts warm in the frost kissed night
Moon guards love in stillness, light
December 2, 2024 at 12:31 AM
Under the cold moon's silvery glow,
shadows gently sway on snow
Like stars, their distant fires bright,
hearts warm in the frost kissed night
Moon guards love in stillness, light
shadows gently sway on snow
Like stars, their distant fires bright,
hearts warm in the frost kissed night
Moon guards love in stillness, light
In the quiet of night she asked the sky, where does the boundary softly lie, between the truth and dreams that fly?
The clouds, in silence, heard her quest, and in their glow, her heart found rest
The clouds, in silence, heard her quest, and in their glow, her heart found rest
November 30, 2024 at 5:49 AM
In the quiet of night she asked the sky, where does the boundary softly lie, between the truth and dreams that fly?
The clouds, in silence, heard her quest, and in their glow, her heart found rest
The clouds, in silence, heard her quest, and in their glow, her heart found rest
the ink flows like a river
carrying stories
that weave a tapestry
of belonging
and whispers in the dark
while I stand at the edges,
admiring the art
carrying stories
that weave a tapestry
of belonging
and whispers in the dark
while I stand at the edges,
admiring the art
November 25, 2024 at 12:49 AM
the ink flows like a river
carrying stories
that weave a tapestry
of belonging
and whispers in the dark
while I stand at the edges,
admiring the art
carrying stories
that weave a tapestry
of belonging
and whispers in the dark
while I stand at the edges,
admiring the art
I found the key
to your heart.
to your heart.
November 18, 2024 at 8:30 PM
I found the key
to your heart.
to your heart.
light fatally attracted
to dark,
sweet respite set aside
to burn alone
to dark,
sweet respite set aside
to burn alone
November 17, 2024 at 4:40 PM
light fatally attracted
to dark,
sweet respite set aside
to burn alone
to dark,
sweet respite set aside
to burn alone
reached for a star,
missed
fell to the ground
instead
the moon just
laughed,
rolled her eyes,
shook her head
missed
fell to the ground
instead
the moon just
laughed,
rolled her eyes,
shook her head
November 16, 2024 at 4:38 AM
reached for a star,
missed
fell to the ground
instead
the moon just
laughed,
rolled her eyes,
shook her head
missed
fell to the ground
instead
the moon just
laughed,
rolled her eyes,
shook her head
chaos sometimes reveals an intriguing harmony,
beauty in the midst of disorder
beauty in the midst of disorder
November 14, 2024 at 2:33 AM
chaos sometimes reveals an intriguing harmony,
beauty in the midst of disorder
beauty in the midst of disorder
delicate remnants
scattered
across a sea of crystal white sand
scattered
across a sea of crystal white sand
November 13, 2024 at 7:41 PM
delicate remnants
scattered
across a sea of crystal white sand
scattered
across a sea of crystal white sand
Through eons past, love's flame burned bright,
but in this life, a fleeting sight
A wisp of smoke, elusive and thin,
you slipped through my fingers, like a whisper in the wind,
leaving me yearning for your elusive light
November 13, 2024 at 9:16 AM
Through eons past, love's flame burned bright,
but in this life, a fleeting sight
A wisp of smoke, elusive and thin,
you slipped through my fingers, like a whisper in the wind,
leaving me yearning for your elusive light
Meet me here…
A sanctuary of solace,
a sacred space of rest,
where melodies of the heart, in whispers, softly blend
A haven where dreams, like flickering flames,
unfurl in the dark, where hopes and aspirations transcend
A sanctuary of solace,
a sacred space of rest,
where melodies of the heart, in whispers, softly blend
A haven where dreams, like flickering flames,
unfurl in the dark, where hopes and aspirations transcend
November 13, 2024 at 9:11 AM
Meet me here…
A sanctuary of solace,
a sacred space of rest,
where melodies of the heart, in whispers, softly blend
A haven where dreams, like flickering flames,
unfurl in the dark, where hopes and aspirations transcend
A sanctuary of solace,
a sacred space of rest,
where melodies of the heart, in whispers, softly blend
A haven where dreams, like flickering flames,
unfurl in the dark, where hopes and aspirations transcend