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Thank You.
I wanted to take this time to thank my parents for all that they've done for me and to me. I found out yesterday that I will need glasses, I'm already, for the most part, blind in my right eye ( Read more... ) -
Tress speak to me.
Ever since I was young, I felt like nature was my only family and the only place I ever felt safe. My homes were always full of anger and violence, loud voices, fists, feet that would strike. I would climb in trees, as far as I could go and wrap my arms around the trunk knowing that if it could, it would hug me back. I'd hide in the roots that were ( Read more... ) -
School Of Seven
I wrote these poems during one of my classes during 11th grade. I called them the school of seven because I couldn't think of anything else ( Read more... ) -
Krishna
I haven't continued my reading of the Bhagavad Gita since my dream about seeing Krishna. They appeared as an older women, who reminded me of a Nana like figure. A soft but wrinkled face, a tender voice and soft grey hair. She held my hand and spoke to me, her voice made me feel calm and safe. During our conversation she helped me figure out what I ( Read more... ) -
Poetry Overload
In between classes I was sitting in the Cafeteria and these kids, maybe in their early twenties were talking about all their “escapades”. I couldn’t bare to hear it anymore ( Read more... )