I pity the folks
That haven't
Suffered
For they
Know not
What they can
Endure
They do not know what they are
Capable of
Suffering
And trauma
Are needed
In order to transcend ourselves
Into something
Beyond ourselves
Peace is comfortable
And we do not change and grow
In soil full of
Pleasure and comfort
So suffer bravely
When it comes to greet you
And use it
To chisel yourself
Into a sustainable
Piece of art
-C.H.
Why is it that we are so eager to appreciate the beauty of a: flower, or a waterfall, or the stars, or a sunset; but we are hardly ever that open to seeing the beauty in each other? Why is that, dear
“A simple request” she says, “Speak to me in poem, intrigue my mind with your words, genuine and authentic, for your words become actions, are the framework of our relationship, and have the power to
There’s a camera on top of the building Next to this one And it points Right at me I lift up my shirt And flash it my hairy nipple Then I give it the finger It moves with me Turning as I walk away fro
