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The purest love is silent.
It speaks without words.

It prays.


Shell ✨🐚
Feather light being
How fragile you are
Are you going somewhere?
All dressed up for the day?
Oh, are you waiting for Easter?
That is still far away.
Beautiful  hat with purple ribbon
Suits your color,  I’m charmed.
Want to take you away
Keep you safe to enjoy Easter together
Yet, that’s still a long time to wait .

Oh my little yellow friend
by the time,  
you will still be beautiful
but not as cute as you are now.
Your hat will not fit anymore .
You’ll be a young hen by then
and who knows what colors you are?
I know, little cute yellow friend
you can’t imagine
It’s hard to process.
I’ll keep you safe till Eastern,
I’ll buy you a brand new hat.
One that will suit the new you.
The beautiful colored hen
you’ll be.




Shell✨🐚
A short story.
Yesterday time stopped,
elephants didn’t fly
indifference still feels fine
but I didn’t retreat from this moment.

Now more than ever  
in my world,
in my existence.
I see, I still have the ability
to act, to live, to feel,
to not complain,
to not explain why I am like this.

When I met you
in reality,
simply shaking hands,
the human gaze
without a double mindset

I recognized that
serendipity would untangle
what remained muddled, and
I allow myself to choose simple trust
not to latibulate
even if it sounds a bit archaic.
to latibulate- to hide oneself in a corner
God lord them ******* can sing!
A thief walks in . . .
a robber runs out .
I'm so tired, Mum,
Of tackling a lot all the while,
Of hiding my nerves into a ring-mail,
Of running away all the time.

I'm so tired, Mum!
There're so much lies around!
It's so scary, I'm starting to feel
That I'm falling down.

I'm so tired, Mum!
It's so unfair! I can't even weep.
Fluff my pillow like for a kid, Mum.
I deathly want to sleep.
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