“Here rests the soul who soared for the skies and lied beneath arcane words, left in solitude.”

I am in love with the flickering stars that illuminated your darkest nights.

We deserve sunshine and hope; and stitches for bruised hearts.

I flew with my dandelion dreams into the wild, unknown.

Blurred tomorrows are here to bring you smiles.

My mind eclipsed with love notes I wrote at night.

I build my empire with stars and words.

Define your steps with your success story.

My mind calls together for the wild and serene.

My soul no longer sings the same chorus.

One day, you’ll be home again.

She is the tides on the sea and limits of the sky.

The universe loves you.

This time you are not broke and alone. You have yourself.

My soul was left with a cosmic radiance, blooming into wildflowers.

Poetry saved my torn heart.

My soul bleeds poetry, dipped in blue scented lies.

Rest easy, dear heart grace has come for you.

Something in me is constantly at unrest.

From all the flowers on the earth, she preferred to be a cactus-to bloom for the one, to push away the rest.

At rest, however, in the middle of everything is the sun.

You deserve a good man. Who tells you he cares. Who listens when you speak. Who chooses you above the rest.

Love the work, love its worth. Distractions everywhere, interfering. Slowing down the train. Learn to love it daily, the rest leads to pain.

If you want the best out of your hard work, you need to take some rest in between that journey.

Rest is a productive activity.