Beautiful Luster,
Fleeting. Weathered. Blossoming…
Wisdom, beautiful.
Haiku
V VII V
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The One
Who was the one born pure
The one who cured
Who was the one to endure
Who was the one that cared
The one that shared
Who was the one to be fair
Who was the one to die
The one who cried
Who was The One to be tried
~AbbieLu
@copyrightabigailgarwood
Voices Hearing
Who listens? Merely.
Who has time for a voice? Who will make it?
Who hears? Actually.
Who spends time wisely? Who will waste it?
“Expend yourself with those who believe in your voice, avoid those who stifle it.”
Anxious Wandering
I don’t enjoy the silence and the noises upset my ease.
I don’t want to be disconnected and your eyes rattle my core.
I don’t desire mundane routine and uncertainties steal my peace.
I don’t like the lonely shadows and the crowds obstruct my air.
I don’t want to feel unnoticed and your looks disrupt my poise.
I want to feel belonging, but I cannot shed my fear.
~AbbieLu
V VII V
Beautiful Luster,
Fleeting. Weathered. Blossoming…
Wisdom, beautiful.
Haiku
The One
Who was the one born pure
The one who cured
Who was the one to endure
Who was the one that cared
The one that shared
Who was the one to be fair
Who was the one to die
The one who cried
Who was The One to be tried
~AbbieLu
@copyrightabigailgarwood
Sun ‘n Sea
The sun fades, holding on to the sea.
Sweet whispers. The wind dances.
The last speck of sun, glistening away.
A casting glow. Shimmering sand.
Waves gently drifting, kissing the shore.
Shards of light and gold.
A last embrace and time stands still.
~AbbieLu
@copyrightabigailgarwood
Full of Silence
The air is full of silence, yearning to hear a gentle breeze.
Can you see this soul full of fears and dreams, simply needing that burden to ease?
The sky is full of silence; winged creatures anxiously await dawn’s glare.
Can you hear this mind racing; lusting for an opportunity to share?
The earth is full of silence, life bustling beneath in quiet urgency.
Can you feel this heart thunderously beat, chaos availing what you cannot see?
This voice is full of silence, caught in a web of unspoken pain.
Can you understand the need; how loud the empty shrieks can reign?
~AbbieLu
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Of A Life Less Ordinary 