Blank

Blank like a page, Fresh like a start. ©Brooxy Moon

Lost in Migration

I used to know this place. I used to know these people. I still remember the afternoons sitting by the sea, smoking and chatting, the dinners together, the road trips. Yet I feel like I don’t belong here. Who am I? Who have I become? ©Brooxy Moon

In Bloom

Here I am, Look at me While I blossom. * A spring feast is happening, Silently, Within me. Can you see it? * A dead tree I was, And now, Look at me, I am in bloom. *** ©Brooxy Moon

After The Storm

The sun breaks through the clouds, Right there, Where the sky meets the sea, And all of a sudden The world is bright again *** ©Brooxy Moon

Life Has Just Begun

Lost in a nightmare, it’s hard to escape * It’s just a dream, I say Open your eyes and run away * Here’s the sun, The morning has finally come And life has just begun. * ©Brooxy Moon

A dash of colour

Even on grey days There's a dash of colour Waiting for us Just around the corner It's all about looking for it © Brooxy Moon

May you be

May you be the yellow leaf on the ground fallen under the intensity of its long existence Rather than the green leaf strogly attached to the tree abruptly ripped by the storm. © Brooxy Moon

Darkness

I fall into deep dark I gasp for freedom * Far looks the light But I climb Walls made of slippery charcoal * My muscles hurt I feel the pain in my hands And yet I climb Walls made of slippery charcoal * Closer is now the light Heavy is though my head I may …

Stranger I Used To Know

Hold my hand Hold it tight Stranger I used to know * Hold my hand Forgive my eyes Full of confusion And surprise * No memories I have left And yet I feel the love In your hand That holds mine * So, do not let go Stranger I used to know You Forgotten love …

Life

At the end of the day We're all filling blank pages. We're all writing our own book. © Brooxy Moon