Strangely,
her heart no longer sounded like
an empty room,
an empty stage,
an empty world
with only her voice.
Strangely, for once
a voice came into this emptiness
and filled it with warmth
greater than her,
greater than her sorrow.
This poem, that she held in her hands.
This poem, that she holds in her eyes
that she holds in her tears.
Makes her feel as if
finally she is not alone.
Poetry
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The making of a horror novelist.
Poetry and prose by Basilike Pappa
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The Journey Begins
Thoughts and writings reflecting the poet within and the activist
Photographically Inspired Writing
La cosa importante è di non smettere mai di interrogarsi. La curiosità esiste per ragioni proprie. Non si può fare a meno di provare riverenza quando si osservano i misteri dell'eternità, della vita, la meravigliosa struttura della realtà. Basta cercare ogni giorno di capire un po' il mistero. Non perdere mai una sacra curiosità. ( Albert Einstein )
Miłość nie istnieje w sobie, ale w nas, jest naszym osobistym dziełem. " - Marcel Proust
Como plasmar la idea natural.
- MyNewPerspective ... seeing the world through different eyes -
Personal e íntimo
Lifestyle, Travel, Traditional Art and Community
Discussions on life influences and travels
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