Look upon the sky.

It's peaceful ain't it?

Ever wonder where's your peacefully time?

The suffering you can go through just by a day.

Feeling like you beneath someone?

Stare into the sky.

It's beautiful.

You're beautiful in your own way.

Whenever you feel like you're not.

Tell your self that every day.

Just by staring at the sky by dawn.

Want to know why it's peaceful?

The quietness.

The times you ...

My life can be use against me ppl they talk about me I just walking away today weak ppl are talking about my family and my sister and ppl are I just want me to yelling at ppl why that’s the problem why...

Wind sweeps over my feet

The fresh sun warms my face

I am still

Listening to the birds

I fill all gazes with my beauty

While aging peacefully...

My day is going very well and sometimes I get lost and the night everyone is dependent on me you and those who love me will never leave I’m trying to get my life together sometimes gotta do let go and let god work it out and ingroning those who get to me stay away form them and listen to me...

Slowing tides

He shows His distance

‘I have to leave, again.’

Subtly the moon whispers: ‘I’m still here.

Allow me to hold those tears

I’ve been collecting them all in a mason jar

from the lovers the grievers all the beasts of the season.

When your love returns, my Dear then will I set free those tears,

the oceans now full of all’s despair.

New life will form, your roots firm, earlier will co...

A life in a world of work is filled with short hours of happiness and long hours of labour, the skills will require motivation and fake happiness to capture short happiness with short friendship and enemy preying upon our prize. This brings us to a our mission of short life....

Look onto the sky

Oh how peaceful it can be

Out there in the world

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Idkk 🤷‍♀️ i have absolutely no ideas rn 😭 I wanted to do a haiku since it’s short. I’ve also never done one before so that’s also why I wanted to do it.

Anyways, have a beautiful day. 🫶🏻...

Blood stains my hands clasped over my chest. Bubbling cascades erupt from my neck, but I don’t feel a thing. I lay back, peaceful and ready.

The sun is rising. Steam gently mists from the grass and my chest, now deep red, soon to be brown. I won’t last much longer and I’m ready to sleep.

The women came and took my horse, my gun, and my suitcase. The one with the dark knives grinned as she slashe...

Pain before the peace.

I sit and stare as my body betrays me.

Invisible to my peers, ever present discomfort like a smouldering fire inside.

Mindfulness only draws attention to the tingles and spasms

so I focus outward towards the sunrise.

A deep breath.

This moment too will pass, as time races forward.

I wish for both a stand still of time to appreciate the world’s beauty but also for ti...

The sky all blue, vast,

And birds soaring above

us all,

Beams shone through

windowsills, open arms

for early morning,

Voices distant and joyful,

All is well this day,

Everything a bliss....