Inked Scrawls
Muse.Feel.Scrawl.Wield.Repeat
11/12/2021
Unapologetically uphill,
Faces, known-unknown
Lurking pieces to fit
Beneath serenely skies,
With No crystal stair lives
Gazing twilight,
Amidst Sentinel hills
Unrestful spirits sighs!
Deep-wooded winds
Silent and Indulging impatient eyes,
Within Carousel dreamscapes
Liberty incarnate,
Ascending zen of endurance
She shared more in poems
Than she partđź–¤
29/08/2021
“Life was messy. Always had been and always would be and that was just the way it was, so why bother complaining? You either did something about it or you didn’t, and then you lived with the choice you made.”