Murderers and Redemptionists
We were of an innocent bud, Then we became silent murderers of ourselves, Flown away on butterfly wings, Everytime a conspiracy took destruction, But, then We became silent redemptionists Pleading forgiveness, As we glued the pieces back together, Or left…
Look for Love
She'll look for love Wherever she goes To find that beat Which understands Forever grow Amidst the sea Of the golden grove She'll turn each corner Awaiting the unknown For that sprout To crown the land Increasing the beat To…
She is Love
She wore love fearlessly, like angel wings, embracing that halo, ready to kiss life into gold, trapping hearts. © Soshinie Singh Author of the Phoenix Letters and the Mist Calling
Sweet Escape
The world lies at my fingertips. So many bodies floating around, Many eyes to capture, Lots of songs to tune into. But, while the expanse of the world lay bare there, You were the only one I wanted to…