#GoingInCircles
Once again, another poem i wrote from the heart.
The Machine
The metal moves down on a wide leather belt, till from the heart of the machine, a metal tentacle picks it up. it moves to a press, where it's folded into a cube, then, the tentacle picks it up.
Look at it again
As from the heart of hope i flee. i give my gift as there you lie. i begin my story anew. a gift for which many would die. as now my dear must you. i give freedom, i give you peace, i hope you choose to use them well.
The Cold Winter Rain [Loss Love Poem]
But you know, i like to write from the heart. i'm also writing this because i do enjoy writing poems. also gives me an idea on what to write for my next chapter of my story.
My lost love
And it doesn't take a special time to make a new start, it takes only desire and true love from the heart.
#DaringToDream
If you decide to comment on it, just know that everything i said here was from the heart and it meant a lot to me.
Quotes 4.
I have pride in my bravery, and its screaming that i can't hide anymore. 8) there is no wrong answer as long as it comes from the heart. i am glad i answered first, because if i tried to hide, our roles might have been reversed.
Doors A epic journey: book 1: The Road To Glory
** ** i lifted my hands as if though to say i am harmless "ok i know wut you are thinking and to be honest and perfectly fair yall look weird to me too" i dont think my words were right but then again they were coming from the heart. zig smiled
Improve The Silence
People who speak out from the heart with an emotion and a passion that others spend their entire lives trying to hide. people who have the courage to speak out in the hopes that others will hear something they need in that moment.
Fallen Kingdom - Chapter 1, Clif-Side View
The little group had met him in the forest and the wusky couldn't suppress the chuckle he got from the heart attack he gave them by showing up in knight armor. eventually though, they talked each other down by the one thing that united the lot of them.
Horizion (Steel Beast)
They pulled themselves from the heart of the metal beast and surveyed the landscape. it was a wasteland, but with a haunting beauty. they were the only visible life, and only the horizon greeted them.
Serval and Sheep (Chapter 32)
At the base of the plant lurks a small huddle of clovers, with some budding pinkish-white flowers peeking out from the heart-shaped leaves. the tiger's eyes widen when locking onto the clutter of weeds. how did she manage to miss them?