A fray, a strand, a clinging leaf, a handle.
What the cost of freedom?
Do I hang to all the is given to me, as though, it were my last breath?
Do I become everything expected of me?
Though it makes my movement less.
Years before my age, the distance of choice, further and further out of reach.
I am as free today…as I will ever be.
I dangle from fresh, baby pine.
I spin my web as I choose.
I do not need to enter the roads in which I have been led.
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Your thoughts while having coffee
You deserved to feel love that isn't spelled backwards
Aspiring to be the best at writing. Poetry lover, haiku and free verse to be precise, I hope to one day master
Mina upplevelser på de konserter och musikaler jag sett
a written aspirations to inspire.
Frank Regan in words
Just a messenger of the Lord
Pen to paper.
Word-Experimentalist
Running, Writing, Real Life Experiences & Relatable Content.
Rare Poetry and Food stories
Drawing a line through 50
viral quotes and pictures
I read lots of books, from mythology retellings to literary fiction and I love to reread books from childhood, this is a place to voice my thoughts for fun. I also like to ramble about things such as art or nature every now and again.
You'r Looking At The Right Place, Your Soul!
tips , tricks , advices
LOOKING INTO THE PAST ....
Original Beats By JakeBreh
GOOD POEM ON THE CHOICES FREEDOM REQUIRES!