How To Write Your Life As A Process Of Self-Discovery And Self-Building?
In essence, clarity and balance projected in being kind to one’s self are key to living life as a form of art in writing your own book the way you want it.
Pasithea Chan
Impressionist who enjoys writing poetry in symbolism laced with philosophy. https://twitter.com/RogueMalachite
Mirrored Tones
Taste is a matter of trust in one's
Own self not others' opinion.
Not all forms follow the norms.
Everywhere you look nature
Seems to mirror itself not others.
When Artists Converse
In the end, we are all mirrors that come in different shapes but we are mirrors that let you look within not at to take in and reflect all that come by to compare and compose. Whatever you do, remember, connection is the heart of art and conversation is the dart of art to perfection on the road to creativity.
Mulberry Leaf
Lies are mulberry leaves placed
to bury truth about the land.
But those who survived
will make truth survive the legend passed.
Tears of Sand
Happiness is a game of catch and release
where catch is a lease
that makes you please
and release is a pain that takes away peace.
Today’s Normal
Me, Me, Me, cause reality
undressed humanity
on tragedy’s runway
labeling empathy a runaway
from today’s normal!
Elissar’s Star Sapphire
Elissar is the embodiment of peace and sacrifice in the name of love for people and country. She is the phoenix that summarizes the Lebanese Republic in modern times in a time when leaders are worshiped for influence and money via oppression.
Sanctity’s Donkey
The King turned his back flinging his cape behind him to scrape the dust from the throne room’s floor unto the face of the vizier as a sign of disgust and disdain as the guards escorted the vizier away.
Cedars’ Morrighan Crow
Cedar’s Morrighan Cow Once upon Sidon’s murex filled shores there lived an unjust king called Ahab who kept several murders of crows to torment his people. He had black crows which he used to execute and terrorize rebels and…
Cedars’ Box
By the time the sun rose to its zenith, the nation had filled the box with all its tears, dreams, fears, and hurts. Then it smoothed its outer veneer with forgiveness' sandpaper removing differences' rough edges and grudges' sharp edges.