How is it going to be?
night stalking civility
I cannot comprehend with withered soul, the complacency
Bedraggled within my calloused feet, a fork in the road…no one seems to see
The hallway that looms between the walls of a mind…
has stopped time
As I witness the barren, stone ground, road ahead…
blistered and hollow
On and on and on, we, I shall go
Searching in the wilderness of a soul
I only wish to lay my bitterness in a earthen bed
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.
How to make it
You'r Looking At The Right Place, Your Soul!
tips , tricks , advices
LOOKING INTO THE PAST ....
Original Beats By JakeBreh
Enjoying Life in the Ozarks
Life in Copenhagen, Denmark, after moving during Covid-19.
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