The Soul of the Tree
Silent roots whisper, Old soul rests on ancient bark, Timeless breaths of peace.
Ivan in Abstracts
Silent roots whisper, Old soul rests on ancient bark, Timeless breaths of peace.
A veil made of shadows, a flutter from night, the face lies hidden, yet wakes into light.
Black roses bloom in the dark, out of sight, a...
When I'm awake, I feel lost because you’re so far from my reality. But when I search for you in dreams, I find only the madness of my des...
In the old mirror, pale and worn, Her face reflects, so soft, forlorn,
Deep down, in the furthest corner of my mind, you are hiding, fleeting as a hunch, and yet reality at the same time.
A heart is formed in quiet hands, The fruit of life, blood in the sands.
A dilemma deep within the womb, A path the heart alone assumes.
Words flutter, light as wings, Leave the lips in quiet rings,
Yet in their flight, through skies unknown, They change, transformed, befo...
A cage of steel, a muted cry, Bound tight in shadow, stripped of flame,
Desire locked, the heart denied - Each fleeting breath just feed...
Red silk on black stone, Gaze that burns through rugged cliffs, Nature’s soft allure