Lost Love Lust

Author: Diana

• pilgrim.

  As a pilgrim, I gather my belongings.
  My heart no longer holds it’s ground here.
  My journey soon takes hold.
  I smile to this empty room.
  Hollow in retrospect, these walls hold more than solidity.
  Encased within these walls are my days.
  Moments of inspiration.
  Tears of joy, Fears of tomorrow.
  As a pilgrim, I gather my belongings.
  My heart no longer holds it’s [...]

• apparent.

  Even the broken can be whole.
  Even the strong weep silently.

  Even the heartless can have soul.
  Even the wise speak quietly.

  Even the weak find their role.
  Even the calm think violently.

  Even the free seek control.
  Even the proud walk entirely.

  Even the fire burns the coal.
  Even the tree stands defiantly.

• binary compound.

  A man who enjoys a beautiful face, enjoys a good conversation also.
  I’ve got two eyes, and two ears.

  A misunderstanding is best understood, in silence.
  A voice is better heard through the mind.
  A thought is best spoken through reality.
  I’ve got two thoughts, and two opinions.

  A life is best lived through dreams.
  A touch is better given through feeling.
  A [...]

• inundate.

  I traded my soul on a morning stroll,
  And found beauty in the loss of control.
  ❧
  Captured in our photos were the hopes of tomorrow.
  As time erased the moments broken, we held onto those unspoken.
  Leaving our youth to chance, we all believed in timeless romance.
  With words untold, we waited for the years to unfold.
  ❧
  And so I left [...]