I’ve fallen enough
To know
This is climbing
I’ve fallen enough
To know
This is climbing
I'm a shattered mirror. Poetry holds my broken pieces together.
Poetry to Honour the Gods
Dream it till it comes true
Poetry & Literature
And so it goes...
Unlike an Eagle, let me Flap my wings.
Finding Inspiration in the Gifts of Life
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Inside the mind of an immigrant
Love is limitless. Dream, thrive and be alive.
Love this.
Thank you π
WOW! That much octane in eight words (pun intended).
Thanks so much for reading and commenting!
Beautiful!
Thank you so much!
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Love this one. π§‘
Thank you. Thank you π
There’s so much depth and truth in this.
One climbs easily and joyfully with this poem, in memory. So so lovely… and I’ve been reading this online book of yours from the beginning. After a long non-blogging spell, whoever or whatever re-inspired you has caused me and many others to experience a lot of beauty here in your poetry. I hope it works out for you, Benjamin… whether it’s fiction or nonfiction. :)) But you have a lot of true love in you… and maybe that’s the same end and beginning.
Hugs, and have a lovely evening… thanks for providing such good reading! ππ·πππ
Thanks for reading. Hope you get more poems from your muse. I appreciate you taking the time to invest in my poems.