ah, the stars
to our mortal world
Windy at the mountains , breathing never for granted .
Warmth like my skin , the sun shines on the lonely mountains .
a cottage of new beginnings,
a place for a fresh start,
for blueberry muffins,
As I sit on my fire escape overlooking the city
The moonlight and the city lights brighten up the sky
The view reminds of a painter’s artistry
This is the symbol of an artist that expresses their soul when they recite, Lyrics, harmonies or melodies when they touch a mic...
Legends & Icons gave us their greatest talents and ideas into songs,
this is a garden
not a maze.
I have a tendency to write sad verses
because they have a tendency to feel more real
This one’s blue
And I’ve never been happily acquainted
With such a color.
Must you step into the deep blue,
Crawling up the sugar-made sands?
Waiting in the malevolent dark for you,
Those who can see beyond the stars don’t look up
They don’t stare at the sky looking for something in the sparkly black velvet
They look within themselves and the ones around them