✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: 𝖘𝖆𝖛𝖆𝖓𝖓𝖆 𝖗𝖔𝖘𝖊 :･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ✧

Joined October 2018

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new york based creative // writer, artist, beach lover, + life enthusiast

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Hope, A Burning Desire
The world that surrounds me burns as I steadily smoke my cigarette - Flames engulf what is left of this town; ash falls to ash & dissolves into earth,
By ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 𝖘𝖆𝖛𝖆𝖓𝖓𝖆 𝖗𝖔𝖘𝖊 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧2 years ago in Poets
I Am But a Foolish Lover
I am but a foolish lover, Thinking a kiss could pierce through the wall of darkness, I had dedicated to building for years.
By ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 𝖘𝖆𝖛𝖆𝖓𝖓𝖆 𝖗𝖔𝖘𝖊 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧5 years ago in Poets
An Italian Summer
In my dreams, I am living an Italian Summer. I wake up to a soft breeze, Sending vibrations through my veins, And warm beams of sunlight,
By ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 𝖘𝖆𝖛𝖆𝖓𝖓𝖆 𝖗𝖔𝖘𝖊 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧5 years ago in Poets
Internal Peace Through Writing
"Hope" is the thing with feathers -That perches in the soul -And sings the tune without the words -And never stops - at all -And sweetest - in the Gale - is heard -And sore must be the storm -That could abash the little BirdThat kept so many warm -I've heard it in the chillest land -And on the strangest Sea -Yet - never - in Extremity,It asked a crumb - of me.- Emily Dickinson, ‘ “Hope” is the thing with feathers’
By ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 𝖘𝖆𝖛𝖆𝖓𝖓𝖆 𝖗𝖔𝖘𝖊 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧6 years ago in Longevity
You; Home
Your body is not a temple. You do not need external worship to gain credibility, & You do not need Him as Your guiding light towards security.
By ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 𝖘𝖆𝖛𝖆𝖓𝖓𝖆 𝖗𝖔𝖘𝖊 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧6 years ago in Poets