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the girl soul

i breathe like the end, each day is a drop granted from life, i realize a world i try to explain, but i can never dream of capturing it in its entirety for i know that i am too weak for that discovery and if life were short for me than what i expect, then so be it. weather may change, time shall run away and i shall fade to death, yet i try as i suffer through the lands of fantasy, walking miles across mountains and rivers, to gift you a drop of the dream i see in my heart, in the form of poems, images, and everything that will inspire you, i believe that this is the only thing i am here for. love to all.

should i really wish for it?

i wish more love
am i wrong?
maybe i am
for i have so much
already
why then am i
such a hoarding heart
craving more
and more of this thing
that forever runs
away from hands
forever away it flies
from intentions
away
into another land
“love” when i say
its just a phenomena
that occurs
and cannot hence
be held with hands
or flaps of your heart
or wings of your dreams
its a byproduct
of every act
that you carry out
for your people
for their people
for animate as
well as the inanimate
everything that
matters to you
brings you
“love”.