I could sit all day writing poetry
But I feel like I’m in a straight-jacket
I wish some lover would unbind me
And pull the pins from the bracket
The gates of the fortress would crash to the ground
The conquerors flag I would tear down
To be free of the world, to be free of its madness
To be free of its toil, and its incessant sadness
The Travelosopher's Home
Emotional musings
Walking in Nature Works!
Arduino | NodeMCU | RaspberryPi
Lumea de altadata si cea de azi.....
Art of Imagination
Everyday musings ....Life as I see it.......my space, my reflections and thoughts !!
Fines bouches françaises et mondiales
A Little Writing Workshop of Horrors.
Celebrating what makes Brittany unique
A Teen's Definition of Life
impresii de călătorie, artă, cultură, spiritualitate, gastronomie, vinuri
E' un punto d'incontro di blogger
A new age artist on the path of self-discovery while exploring and experiencing all that life has to offer while sharing it with the world
What Life is all about
editorial / Opinión
talk like you've never talk before.....
