What is life to cold hands and an empty heart? A meaningless nothingness. A reflection of despair. No humanity seen. No love. No care. Mere ashes of hope gone dry. Mere tears from when one cried. No measure of value … 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