To fill the blank papers, Some need words, Others need symbols. But, a poet needs fruits, As his diet, From the tree of knowledge, To channel his cognitive powers Directly to the blank papers.
Branches daily makes their food To improve and for care leaf 🌿 Provide us a use amounts of Oxygen and fresh life 💕 They only do for own But their blessings are we They know us more about life Nature are root of our life
I believe some of us were born who we are We weren't made No matter how challenging life is Nothing makes us or breaks us Because we already are who we are going to be They say we're only human but really some of us are souls having a human experience As the world keeps changing we continue to evolve, we don't have the desire to be different because we already are different. It seems you have what we want and we have what you need but money can't save your soul.