Everything seems to be a design – a mixture of prejudice and injustice – the limbo of silence.
OPHELIA SCARLETTEverything seems to be a design – a mixture of prejudice and injustice – the limbo of silence.
OPHELIA SCARLETTSky; a map of constellations intertwined with dark and light.
OPHELIA SCARLETTSeek you in me in your darkest times.
OPHELIA SCARLETTHorizon; where lovers entwine like they did alluring, spellbinding – what an affinity they have.
OPHELIA SCARLETTYou gave me the courage to rise but my darling robin why did you fly leaving me behind these four walls all alone?
OPHELIA SCARLETTMemory is not your enemy. The real enemy is your desires, chasing your past lamenting over and over.
OPHELIA SCARLETTFall is the rise.
OPHELIA SCARLETTTo be a radical fight you within you – a solitary battle.
OPHELIA SCARLETTIt’s unconditional; their chemistry is unconditional – forever.
OPHELIA SCARLETTYou hit the soft spot of me making my heart skip a beat.
OPHELIA SCARLETTWe love to live with sweet lies until reality touches the edges, of those sweet lies.
OPHELIA SCARLETTPoetry is a home, a home with joy.
OPHELIA SCARLETTIf I had wings and could fly I’d fly all seas to see your unseen beauty amid the whispers of love.
OPHELIA SCARLETTInto you, like the sun embraces the moon – a beautiful eclipse.
OPHELIA SCARLETTJust realized that moonlight was just a matchmaker for the stars.
OPHELIA SCARLETTHe painted her red sky with every tone of love.
OPHELIA SCARLETT