His hands hold mine And together we dance Time stands still for us And the colours come back   For many years My life continued on In dull greys and black Until his eyes met mine   I could not […]

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Cold, Dark, Empty, air The sunlight disappears My day comes to an end But the thoughts linger on   The things that we do They leave a bitter taste I will always wonder If we’re meant for the stars   […]

A Bit of Poetry For the Soul

Can we not think about Tragedies of the past Indeed we must think Of what makes our hearts beat   The pounding in the chest A clock of our own A constant ticking in our midst Reminding us to live […]