Inspiration

Evocative Expression…

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In a world of muted hues and monochrome narratives…

inspiration burst forth like a kaleidoscope of vibrant colors, an explosion of creativity against the backdrop of conformity…

The brushstrokes of imagination danced across the canvas of possibility, splashing hues of passion, courage, and boundless dreams…

A consonance of ideas harmonized in perfect synchrony… painting the tapestry of inspiration with strokes of evocative expression…

And amidst the black and white…

a resplendent palette emerged…

inviting hearts to dream… minds to explore… and souls to soar…

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Whispered Dreams…

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In the realm of solitude… memories whisper… silence echoes… solace found.

Fragments of life scatter like stardust…

woven upon the tapestry of existence…

moments etched upon my soul.

Echoes of laughter and tears in a tender breeze…

harmony of joy and sorrow resounds through the corridors of time…

Twilight reveals secrets…

night sky conceals mysteries…

observer of enigmatic dance… beyond eternity’s grasp.

Yearning to capture the ineffable… essence of fleeting bliss… held close to trembling heart… beauty lies in impermanence…

Embracing the ever-changing tides… surrendering to the dance of shadows and light…

sanctuary found in whispered dreams… delicate balance of ephemeral presence…

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Symphony of Words…

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In the ethereal realm of ink and parchment, my soul unfurls…

A delicate dance of thoughts and emotions, a tapestry woven with words…

Each stroke of the pen breathes life into the intangible, unveiling the secrets of my heart…

Splendid narratives intertwine, caressing the senses with an exquisite melange of love’s longing, the ache of pain, and the ethereal hues of dreams…

Transcending the mundane, writing becomes my sacred sanctuary, where imagination soars, unbridled…

A symphony of creativity resounds, an opus of expression, unrestrained and wild…

Come, wander with me through the labyrinthine corridors of inspiration, where the rare and beautiful words bloom like precious jewels…

Let us unfurl the veils of reality, and delve into the realms of limitless possibilities…

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Renascence…

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Effulgent Phoenix…

Firing again and again…and again…

Concussively…

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Introspective expedition…

Seeking that which I lost…

Seeking me…

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I have wandered, aimlessly at times, and sometimes I have just been still…

So very still…

Seemingly in stasis.

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Evocative epiphany lurking in amongst the exponential everythingness of each day…

Always present…

Beckoning me onward, inward.

Days in and days out…

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And then…

One day…

One luminescent, magical day…

It happened…

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Renascence…

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Edge of Peripheral…

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I can almost see you…

I know I don’t know you…

Simultaneously, I know everything about you…

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You are in my dreams…

In my thoughts…

We meet there occasionally…

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There is the known and unknown…

That magical seductive dance that ignites my imagination…

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Recognition….

There you are…

Waiting for me…

On the edge of peripheral…

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Waiting for the rain…

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On the precipice of reality’s revelation….

Staring out at the majesty of the sea…

Thoughts wander aimlessly…

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My life’s imprint…

Introspective…

On the cusp of inspiration…

Illusory images of illumination…

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Enigmatic longing…

Destiny ever so slowly revealed…

I wish as the waves roll on oblivious of me…

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I wish for epiphany…

Enlightenment…

Knowledge of Fate’s intent…

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Contemplation of the ocean… timeless…mysterious…immortal…

Lost in the rhythm of its reaching to and fro…

Enchanted by its gifts which permeate all my senses…

Glimpses of future tempting me to push further…

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I wait for any answer to my quest…

I wait for direction…

I wait for peace…

I wait for the rain to fall…

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Embrace…

 
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Souls’ touch three times…
Once in acquaintance…
Twice in the furtherance of knowing…
Thrice in embrace…
Either for the goodbye…
Or for the staying…
 
That interchange of me and you, adding, reshaping us both in ways hitherto unknown.
 
The Soul’s language is pure emotion. Our thoughts evoke said emotion…
our words ignite them like match to flame.
In good ways…bad ways…all ways in between.
 
I will always carry a piece of you, and you of me.
The length and breadth of our entirety.
How much of each of us we give or take, isn’t fully up to our proportionate desire…
it goes deeper than that.
 
In some cases, I am so grateful for this interchange. And sometimes…
I wish to have the piece of me back for it was given to a poor steward.
 
Time’s alchemy reigns supreme and soon enough I will be carried forth on its waves to new shores…new experiences. New embraces.
 
 

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Transcendence…

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Transcendence via paper and ink …
         New dreams ignited by old dreams…
       An Amalgam Transmutes…
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  Twisting branches of thought, in, around, reaching to the glitter of stardust.
Infusing their magic within each new growth…
      Day after night after day…
          Not a Wishing Tree…
              No…
                  A Dreaming Tree full of the blossoms of potent portent…
    Birthed, faded, reborn…waiting…
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       Endlessly waiting…
          For Eternity…
                            For Enchantment…
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            Waiting…
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                 For me…
 
 
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One Night…

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Lying under the blanket of night…
Stars sparkle their way through the black backdrop…
Creating illusions of images to please each soul…


Waiting for a star to fall…
Waiting to wish my secret wish…
I stare intently…hoping…
They are oblivious of me and my desirous intention…


Still I watch…
Still I wait…


Longing for that one fleeting moment…
They continue their twinkling show…


Still I wait…
Still I watch…


Night…
Your playground…
My wishing place…

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Consume Me…

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It would be so easy to open myself to your love…

To fall fast and furious…

Fiercely intense chain reaction…

Combustion inside and out…

A mere thought of you the ignition…

My longing…my loneliness…my needs…the fuel for this fire…

This exigency flame enveloping us….

Your words caress from the inside out…

Ubiquitous desire…

Fulfilling yet….

Leave me aching….needing….wanting…

More…always more…

An addiction that is what you’ve become…

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Whether you will enhance me or destroy me remains unknown…

It would be so easy to discover which…

If only I could open the door to my soul and let you in…

Let you consume me….

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