You do not understand
The depth of my feelings
Or even how deep
I’d run within you
Only an ocean could
Know this vastness
You do not understand
The depth of my feelings
Or even how deep
I’d run within you
Only an ocean could
Know this vastness
Thoughts-poetry on life, nature and spiritual
A Teen's Definition of Life
Amateur poetry can be found here
From Sunset to Dawn
Words are wild, so is my heart.
words. spirit. alchemy.
poetry to heal and inspire
Writing and Stuff by Chris Hall - Storyteller and Accidental Blogger
As long as there's breath, there will always be HOPE because nothing is pre-written and nothing cannot be re-written!
Cindy Knoke
Beautiful.
Thanks. I had some brief writerly doubts but you’ve assuaged me of them.
Awwww you write wonderfully. And this is a beautiful piece.
Thanks again. The dangers of doubt, especially for a writer.
Thoughts!😊 hope we stay connected on my other site too.. lessonoflife.online
Thanks. I’ll have to check it out, of course.
Appreciate😊
Swoon. Again. In-the-deep-style. (Why do you keep doing this to me? ;)) I keep swearing myself off of your poetry. 😜)
Haha. Thanks. Your comments are too sweet!
Truly meant tho’. 🙂 [emoji of fainted person]
Thanks, dearly. Have a great rest of your day!
You’re welcome. And same to you. :)) 💛