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 Nov 2020 Spriha Kant
Raven Blue
Snails walk too slow;
And everyone thinks they are low.
But beyond that weakness,
They work hard to make some greatness.
They walk through every road;
Fighting the obstacles on their own.
 Nov 2020 Spriha Kant
Lev Rosario
My sweet beloved
Whispered a poem to my ear
It was spilled perfume
On a collection of shells
It was the bright star
That softly kissed the mountain
A guardian angel
To the dark night of the soul
How sweet is my beloved!
 Nov 2020 Spriha Kant
Ariana Solo
Once upon a time all my stars have aligned
But now I'm only feeling confined
There's nothing I can write
A total eclipse of the mind

Once upon a time the stars used to remind
But now there's no more words I can find
Nothing I can write
A total eclipse of the mind

🌘 🌘 🌘 🌘 🌘
Inspired by Bonnie Tyler's

"Total Eclipse of the heart"

Once upon a time I was falling in love
But now I'm only falling apart
There's nothing I can do
A total eclipse of the heart

Once upon a time there was light in my life
But now there's only love in the dark
Nothing I can say
A total eclipse of the heart

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lcOxhH8N3Bo
 Nov 2020 Spriha Kant
Shy
Breathe
 Nov 2020 Spriha Kant
Shy
You were
My sigh of relief
And now
You’re gone
And I’m sitting here
Gasping for air
Every beat you have walked
Is the rhythm of your life
Step by step on the ground

Walking to the next chapter of life
You sit and stand where you are
Being able to walk that path of yours

Enjoying that path with the rhythm
There is no right or wrong here
Walking your path is your rhythm
Every life is different and has a different life path, with a different rhythm.
 Nov 2020 Spriha Kant
Saudia R
2019
 Nov 2020 Spriha Kant
Saudia R
Let my silence teach you

what my words

did not
This year, do not explain yourself (especially repeatedly) to someone who does not listen. Let your silence be your response. Let your happiness be your response. Let your peace be your authenticity.
 Nov 2020 Spriha Kant
teatears
He cried like rain
And screamed like thunder

And I

I was a quiet river deafened by his storms
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