life
-
A poem told from the perspective of a sentence never finished…… There exists, in the quiet margins of forgotten notebooks and unclicked “send” buttons, a peculiar kind of ghost… not one of memory, but of possibility. This is the voice of a sentence started in passion, paused in hesitation, and abandoned in fear. It…
-
It is said that philosophers speak to the stars, but sometimes, wisdom lies closer to the floor. In this tale, a learned thinker leans down to question a mote of dust… a particle so small it should not remember anything at all. And yet, what follows is a conversation that humbles the seeker, proving…
-
To speak to a river is to speak to time; moving, ungraspable, yet quietly watching. We cry out to it… not to change its course, but to find in its motion a mirror of our own impermanence. We place our questions like fallen leaves on its surface, knowing it will carry them far away,…
-
The image shows a mysterious figure wrapped in a delicate shroud that both hides and reveals it. The figure appears as a silhouette, its features obscured by glowing tendrils, creating an otherworldly feel. The dark background highlights the figure’s enigma and draws the viewer in, adding drama to the piece. The image encourages viewers…
-
Verse 1:Wake up laughing, morning light upon your face,You turn the ordinary into something we can chase.With every breath, the universe feels near—You’re my magic, my adventure, year to year. Pre-Chorus:With you, the shadows vanish, fears all fade,Even rainy days are songs we made. Chorus:We’re dancing through the day, two hearts alive,Spinning under galaxies,…
-
[Verse 1 – full throttle from the first chord]When I’m dead and gone, love, throw me to the roaring flameLet the pyre be a bonfire that sets the whole damn night insaneNo coffins, no sermons, no folding of hands in prayerJust gasoline, guitars, and a sky that’s too drunk to care [Chorus – every throat…
-
[Verse 1]Beneath the quiet hush of evening skiesSoft footsteps fade where silent shadows fallThe choices we have made, both wrong and wiseAre carried gently in the river’s call [Chorus]Flow, river, flowCarry me where the heart is freeGlow, river, glowShow tomorrow what I’m meant to beEvery memory a petal on the streamDrifts away yet lives…
-
Verse 1 (0:00–0:30)A whisper rides the ocean’s song,It calls my name, then moves along.The night unfolds its silver seam,And takes you where the starlights dream. Verse 2 (0:30–1:00)The lantern fades along the pier,But I still feel your presence near.Your laughter drifts in twilight’s hue,Between the dark, the sky, the blue. Chorus (1:00–1:30)Sail where the…
-
[Verse 1 – Andante, veiled strings]When the mind’s quiet fortress yields to the tide,And every guarded thought steps outside,What flows from the breach is neither night nor day—A gentle upheaval in soft disarray. [Pre-Chorus – cello sings alone]Old sorrows and joys rise hand in hand,Like long-lost friends on familiar land.The names I carried melt into…
-
[Verse 1]In shadows’ grip where tempests fiercely roar,We forge our masks, a shield on fate’s hard shore.A radiant face defies the world’s cold stare,Yet truth retreats, a wounded soul laid bare—Each smile a blaze, each tear a thunder’s might,We walk the razor’s edge where self ignites. [Chorus]Oh, duality ablaze, where masks and truths collide,A fierce…
Addy's Verse 