𝐯𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐨
(n.) 𝘢𝘳𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘤 𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨, 𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘷𝘦, 𝘰𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯; 𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘻𝘰𝘯
Poems posted daily, for every day of the year. Works of an undefined theme with a touch of fantastical elements as well as a healthy dose of r...
feeling the heartbeat of the earth underneath us as we walk barefoot on the scorching sand the one baked underneath the blazing summer sun, an intolerable burning sensation and yet one that holds some of our favourite moments, encased in our minds, imperishable by the passing of time the sweet release of the cold sea when our feet touched the foam and the colossal waves formed by the howling winds of August the ones that we were willfully drowning in just for a few moments of blissful adrenaline The soreness in our shins from climbing up a mountain in search of an untold mystery, a quest of our own creation the misshapen fig tree shading a hidden stream and a hundred butterflies quietly occupying it flying away in a peony coloured swarm with the slightest of sound
Those burns and pains that shaped us Those burns and pains that scarred us Those burns and pains that melt and fade away, with the first sound of laughter.
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The time my cousin, my brother, and I climbed up a mountain while using the app randonautica. Needless to say, we didn't find the exact spot and we were in PAIN but it was really fun and magical!
