MUSPIRATIONS

Suddenly we glide, in the steep slopes of life's valley Gliding with the skateboards given by our failures. to sink into oblivion like forgotten winds. We feel torn A     P     A     R     T. like rags used to clean the bodies of dead men. Gliding against rocks of chastity we stumble. injured severely, we resort to surrender our will to depression. Suddenly we begin to listen to the language of flashes here and there. Trace patterns of the future burned in daydreams We begin to understand the need to get up and move on Upwards, towards our goal Against the tides and torrents of our travails.. © Danny El

Like Pochahontas.. Reminisces flew towards me. Spirally. Like leafs from white trees. Taking me back to the days when. We met we. Miles spoke in smiles. Through conversations made in blue lines. Distraught, broken by thoughts. Roaming endlessly. Round the pavilion of affections. But fate had already drawn a thin line. Destined her, not to be mine. And while i struggled, with all the strength in me. She was busy building, the melody. Meticulously, i frayed my care into oblivion. And dreams scattered abroad. Trodden of difficulties. As i struggle against the torrents created by life's stormy seas. So i watched, far from reach. My first online crush. Enchanted by, the witch. But while i still sit from afar.. I will bask in the euphoria of thy birth. Pray that you live life fulfilled. Before thy journey beyond mother earth. I will pour the wine of friendship. On glasses of your smiles. Toasting to a new phase of relationship. Till the en

I am your favorite, Dear Humanity. Spawned from the ashes of uncluttered dust, I have become the enigma, you discreetly adore. I am your best. The hunts-woman from winters war. Indispensable like the air you breathe. I am the one, all villains abhor. I am the cacophonies of peace and rhythms of noise. the one you call, the nightmares nemesis. I am your favorite, Dear humanity. The mother of generations yet unborn. © Danny El 14-6-2017