A bcc to myself

Was that really me,

my crumbling thoughts,

intoxicated cynical assertions?

Pockets of stillness no longer

harbor a pregnant pause

instead bestirs the potential

of emptiness.

Once free-flowing bonds

now chaotic with undulating

patterns.

I suddenly feel my past

a lost alphabet waiting

to be written.

Methinks, tis time for all

mankind to question your maps,

your destinations and know

what your dreams are.

Reena’s Exploration Challenge #112

Fae Corps – November Writing Prompts – your dreams are – Day 8 prompt

-Eugenia

featured image – Pexels

Eugi's Milieu

Bits and Pieces

Self Care & Mental Health

Know Your Worth; Own Your Life

The Bag Lady

The Secret of Change Is to Focus All of Your Energy, Not on Fighting the Old, But on Building the New - Socrates

Blank Thoughts

In time we'll all shine

Commentary, Outrages, Prose and Poetry

J Richards of Sanford, Florida: words and photos copyright (c) 2021

catchup with palak

stay curious,stay fascinated

M.K.Siddharth

Love, life & education

nope, not pam

There's More Than Skeleton's In My Closet

Steve`s Country

For a smile as wide as a country sunrise

PAUSE

Mental Wellness Studio

Trust and Believe In The Unseen

Live with More Light & Faith by CM.

Writer Ravenclaw

Books by author Diana Coombes

Measureable progress

A great WordPress.com site

Wabi-Sabi Musings

Unveiling the words concocted in my mind; unveiling what my voice falters to unwind.

Pensieri Parole e Poesie

Sono una donna libera. Nel mio blog farete un viaggio lungo e profondo nei pensieri della mente del cuore e dell anima.

elancharan gunasekaran

a repository of experimental haiku & poetry

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