When the sky turns to a darker shade of blue
And the artificial golden light shines on my face
When the voices surrounding me withdrew
Giving me everything I need: time and space
I take out my red silk scarf that I thrifted
Neatly folded in my special drawer
So soft to the touch, the atmosphere shifted
Perfect to open my mind and explore
All the questions I don't dare to say out loud
So, I'd rather ask my cards, which I trust
Gaze at the smiley faces and fine lines
The numbers and meanings, the disgust and lust
Listen to the Universe when it's sending signs
It's time to breathe, shuffle, and clear the clouds.
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Mind of a Wanderess - A Collection of Poems
PoetryThis book is a collection of the poems I write, whenever my muse and my mood tell me to do so. Here, in this book, you can have access to a young woman's thoughts and feelings. /warning: my style is very random, and most of my poems are written in o...
