An Earthly Paradise

The Watchmaker

A virgin flower Not yet torn apart. Surviving; Being courted by sunshine Yet at the same time Battling against The spendthrift breeze. Murmurings of bees and These fair flowers Has all the makings of An earthly paradise. SharePinShareTweet0 Shares

A Dream For Every Nightmare

A Dream For Every Nightmare

A Dream For Every Nightmare There’s still a dream For every nightmare endured. There’s still a smile For the tears, you’ve wept. There’s still hope For all battles lost. There’s still solace For all lines crossed. But there’s no fortune without luck To fulfill all unkept promises, That has always ripped you apart. SharePinShareTweet0 Shares