What do you do when your heart dries out? When there’s no blood left to shed? When the beauty of bodies float away like dust? When all you can feel is despair? So many days and nights have my heart … Continue reading →
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Aren't songs of grief lullabies to the lost?
La poesía es la casa del ser.
As opposed to a “not thinking chitalia”
A storyteller with a poetic heart
The Poetry of Emotion
Seeking Solace in the horizon of life & beyond
FOR A NEW TOMORROW