Breathing Life into “Could Be”
Don’t let the should be eclipse your could be,
for every could be
can breathe fresh life on its own,
and bloom spectacularly
when given a chance.
… More Breathing Life into “Could Be”
Don’t let the should be eclipse your could be,
for every could be
can breathe fresh life on its own,
and bloom spectacularly
when given a chance.
… More Breathing Life into “Could Be”
It only stays quiet for a little while—
all the dreams,
all the quests,
once stifled
resurface yet again
with a vengeance.
… More Stifle
If I didn’t need sleep,I would happily gaze at the stars,night after night. If I didn’t need sleep,I would count the stars flitting in and out,between veils of clouds. If I didn’t need sleep,would I grow bored of gazingat the sparkling stars, night after night? But I need my sleep—to dream of counting stars,hopping from … More If I Didn’t Need Sleep
She woke up startled, her breath quick and shallow, beads of sweat trickling down her forehead, cool against her heated skin. The room was still, yet the weight of the dream lingered in the air. She pressed her palms to her temples, grounding herself, as if the touch alone could chase away the shadows lurking … More Beyond the Shackles #FictionMonday
Megan loved everything about dance. She had been passionate about it since childhood. After all, her mom was a professional dancer before she stopped performing to have Megan. Megan eagerly watched dance performances and passionately consumed her mother’s old dance videos. She dreamed of becoming a dancer like her mom and performing to her heart’s … More Breaking Free #FictionMonday
There are these pieces of ourselves that we keep inside, concealed from the outside world. I have such pieces. I’m certain you have them too. My thoughts often drift to these mysterious places – memories I can’t quite recall when I’m fully awake and aware. These places, along with the memories, form the concealed fragments … More Pieces of Us #SoulfulSunday