Ballad
TRICKLES OF TIME
1/ We are trickles of time that fall off freely together with the ticking seconds leaving behind numbers. Naked amidst the busyness named as days... We are wanderers of fate that intertwine tackle the rivers of destiny. And never be able to digest the future. ; Because we are just God's Boats which never the ends. Looking for its own estuary. 2/ We humans are mortal beings. 'Always stammering spelling the word love in prayers'. Going from one silence to another (feeling happy). Then the world is like a mirage full of expectations. We humans walk the road in thirst. We are humans travel the distance, on a path built from the desires of others (feeling alienated).
By Shafa Ichwanus9 months ago in Poets
Happy Mother's Day to Thelma Mae
Happy Mother’s Day to Thelma Mae My Mom, Forever & Always My mom had a massive heart attack as she was to her roses. My brother and I produced a production as her funeral to be joyful. I wore a red dress, red tights, and red high heels. We sang the song by Elvis Presley, "Mamma Liked the Roses". Every word that you hear from the song is what happened. I Mod Podged her roses. I did place them in the family Bible. I will share the song that was the theme for my mom. She loved music, art, and decorating her home.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 9 months ago in Poets
