I am like a flower That needs nuturing In order to grow And become a better person.
I am like a flower That needs external love In order to become my most beautiful and wonderful self. I am like a flower That needs to be resilient In order to face the hardships And rainstorms of life.
I am like a flower That's weak once in the arms of another person And when not taken cared of properly May wilt and could possibly die
I sometimes wish my soul was a newly primed canvas A clean slate free from stain Free from regrets and sadness Free to act without thinking of the consequences And from the fear of the unknown A soul without inhibition
I sometimes wish my soul was a newly primed canvas Looking forward to what life has to offer Ready to fall in love without analysing Without thinking of pain nor misery A soul ready to gamble
I sometimes wish my soul was a newly primed canvas But I realize that my broken soul is what makes me who I am now The stains of life experiences Made me stronger and wiser And despite of the imperfect journey I know that even if my soul was a newly primed canvas, I would still make the same mistakes all over again To say that I have competely lived. #canvas#poetry#primer#art#painting#potd#qotd#love#easel#white
Someday, I'm going to fall in love He's going to love me back He'll love me despite of my flaws and imperfections He'll be patient and understanding. He and I are going to see the northern lights Holding hands and sitting beside each other We'll admire the view together And just enjoy each other's company. Someday, I know I'll find that love That love that's worth fighting for For now, it will just be a dream An idea that comes and goes A happy thought. #auroraborealis#northernlights#painting#art#watercolor#love#sundaythoughts#potd#poetry #color#artwork
Mindless chatter. Boisterous laughter. Loud noise. The sound of friendship, the sound of camaraderie. She sits in the middle of the room As if she is part of the group. But deep down she knows she's broken. She's falling apart.