Carla Bisschoff

A small town girl that uses poetry as a method to keep her sanity. With a passion for travelling, discovering and learning about different cultures and religions.

The Sound of Angels
4 months ago
There’s a place Where you can Hear the sound of Angels as they speak Through the six pillars that lines The door Only the ones with keys Can unlock the sacred Melodies form by the Angels tongue. Darli...
My Moon
4 months ago
My body is the Earth and you are my moon I will cease to be without you Like the waves, my emotions are in a turmoil Like the tide you let me rise Making my anxiety drown, becoming futile. Like the Ea...