“Find Meaning. Distinguish Melancholy From Sadness. Go Out For A Walk. It Doesn’t Have To Be A Romantic

TRAVEL TO INFINITY

In a obstacle of time

My spirit was rising,

Calling the unknown demons

That caught my own heart.

Captured by the sunlight

I could read the given symbols

Formed as bird clouds in the sky.

In my own world i defined death

As another start through this whole battle in infinity,

Through the land of the missing

Which cracked me and led me

To unforgotten sea of mystery.

There was no such thing as the ability to resist the voices of mermaids catching your breath,

The ability to open up your world

To another face that remains the same difficult pain,

I relive in the ocean,

I breathe when there's no more sorrow to borrow.

Voices who recall my sweet memories,

They tremble in my head,they bring me the essamble,

I stay in troubles to justify them,to change them into something unsaved.

I could see no more demons among my dread,

I could release,break through someone's angle,for helping my distant self.

My heart is not having depths,

My mind's getting overwhelmed with signs,

Conquered thoughts,

Different lights,

Everything flashes

As i travel back in time.

-t.f.s.

a little old piece 💘

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“Don’t confuse your path with your destination. Just because it’s stormy now doesn’t mean you aren’t headed for sunshine.”

— Unknown

Trap

Tied in a fairytale,

when an episode

stucks its tongue,

dropping you out,

waiting for another

death to slide in.

-t.f.s.

Artache gets me high

Keeps me continuing inside

Art's throwin' away my bad vibe,

I do not like it,but i like it sometimes.

-t.f.s.

Feels like home.

Do you know why you feel like home?

Because when you're far away from me

I feel lost; I'm hopeless and homeless man

without your endless and sweet love.

- source: someone i love.

Sweet Music

Loving is your sense of touch,

Soft and gentle- just the way you look.

Your empire is my work of art,

Outstanding , my home is your eyes-

Searching for a spot invisible for others,

A smile so warm greeting me.

Tiny little fingers crossed my heart,

For a second, fire burned within me-

Voice like a thousand deities singing

Waiting to be reached for assurance ,

Looking for that comfort you gave ,

A sweet music that echoes beneath.

-t.f.s.

Сенрю 1

Цветове в танц-

струйна кръв по хълмове

очите зреят .

-t.f.s.

The tip of your fingers led me to beautiful places- like the beauty in your eyes,

but in my dreams they were slowly fading

when you rushed our kiss to end.

-t.f.s.

" Summer is a miracle-

We share the same sun

And sleep under same moon

In a lifetime that we dreamed for. "

-t.f.s.