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It has been such a long time
since I've felt this sensation.
The wonderous feeling of knowing
that art is pain...
Every word that I weave,
every statement and image.
All of it serves,
as an outlet for pain.
And oh how beautiful this pain can be.
Sprayed as a story across an empty page.
A tale of breath-taking beauty and imagery;
simply to hide my rage.
that art is pain...
Every word that I weave,
every statement and image.
All of it serves,
as an outlet for pain.
And oh how beautiful this pain can be.
Sprayed as a story across an empty page.
A tale of breath-taking beauty and imagery;
simply to hide my rage.
Literature
Courage
When you are lost,
Look deep within yourself,
To find the courage to smile on your darkest days,
To laugh in the face of your loneliness,
To look at yourself in the mirror past your insecurities,
To have faith that you are worth it,
To be brave enough to lift your head,
To see hope in the stars.
To find the strength to take the next step forward,
Even if the future is unknown.
Like a book you have the power to write your story.
Some chapters might be hard to get through.
They might drag you through the dirt.
But some will also show you light of the sun,
And the love in your heart.
Life is precious.
With the good times, and the bad.
They ma
Literature
Canon in D
For him, colors flowed as freely
as the sweet, piercing music that so
stirred his soul to these heights.
The air carried the scents of the seasons
– each lovely in its own way –
just as it held aloft the Gull and the Raven,
both deserving of his love, and receiving,
though they never were wise enough to know.
His life was a tempest he never strove
to tame, an eagle content to soar forever.
And while this tempest battered and bruised,
it never broke. There was an improbable strength
in perceived fragility, in the ephemereal smiles
and fey, dark eyes that could be stirred to tears
simply because a song was beautiful
Literature
on the definition of beautiful
I wish you could see
the light in your eyes-
those deep brown portals
that wake me up
like morning coffee,
accompanied by
that saccharine smile
I wish you could hear
the passion in your voice
when you talk
about something you love,
or the tenderness in it
when you first wake up-
an emollient blanket,
it consumes me
I wish you could feel
the splendor
in your aura-
I've never drank,
but I swear it must
be imbued with wine,
for I'm intoxicated by you
I wish you could espy
yourself as I do,
so you could understand
how beautiful
I see you.
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For today, I decided to revisit a few...old concepts while I enjoy the burning pain in my heart xD
I thought it might be quite beautiful indeed.
- Chennie
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I thought it might be quite beautiful indeed.
- Chennie
P.S.
If you'd like to support and me, please consider:
- Joining the Writer Gang; or
- Commissioning Me; or
- Watching some of my videos: www.youtube.com/channel/UCbxaD…
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yea man