Can I stitch them up – all the wounds of the world with a smile, a song and a steady hand? Positivity makes me foolish enough to believe my tiny soul has influence and anything’s possible As optimism blooms in my heart I imagine hurts healing under the miracle-infused fingers of individuals I will try as others do – trust inContinue reading “Tiny Stitches”
By Vintage Black and Secret Thoughts Within I am your only late night listener, savoring your words spoken over and over, alone in the blackness. Messages played on loopin the radio host sound of your voice, I tune in to enjoy yet another twilight sample. Your poetic mixtapeof descriptive drunken wordsmakes perfect senseto my late-night soul,so, I dial in every sunset. Alas! That intoxicating oeuvre, over andContinue reading “Late Night Listener (collab)”
By Bree Leto – Secret Thoughts Within and Charles Robert Lindholm – The Reluctant Poet There are many things you can’t control Your heart Another’s heart No matter how much you might want to It is a fact of life that hopes and wishes dreams and prayers Don’t always happen or come to pass We mayContinue reading “Not Meant To Be (collab with audio)”
Today is my birthday… my blogging birthday. A year ago today, I posted my first few thoughts and now we are here together. I’m surprised I made it. Happy Birthday to all our secret thoughts! I wish I could shower you with gifts and watch your eyes light up, but I have no presents toContinue reading “26th April: My Birthday”
To the explorers of the heart To the ones who look within Investigating every emotion And every thought therein– Have courage as you go Carry strength from the start Because you’ll run into some pain When you investigate the heart.
The world is too hot for me tonight. I have blisters on my heart from witnessing so much sadness around me. The heat rises from the pains of humanity and I suffer from heatstroke. I feel the fire, Fires all around. Some are oh so near, While others flame on distant shores. The stories ofContinue reading “Blister”
I treasure the solitude of standing in the waves and looking at a mirrored horizon.It lifts my soul and reminds me that there are so many directions my heart can go.
I felt like throwing my own heart across the room– anything to get away from the burning anger inside my chest. As I sat there, with waves pulsing through my heart I realised– it wasn’t anger after all it was my pain my lingering loneliness and enduring exhaustion. I was burning up with grief overContinue reading “Burning grief (with audio)”