My Writen Painted felt Authobiography ;)


The message is clear
refusing to hear
this inner voice fear
provoking these tears
Neglecting her space
of laughter and grace
shadowing her face from liberty.
What is it out there, so tempting to wear?
What is it in here… that she expects to tear?
The Sun is still shining, no matter whats coming
The sky is still vast as it ever lasts
You, Me, Him, Her pretending to hide reality from society
The lights wont chase us as darkness lands.
Setting wings free into the sky full of shining pearls and wonder moons fooling the ones with a type of blindness called ignorance that blocks the unquestionable , from flowing.

What about stepping on layers of experienced mistakes becoming taller to spy across the tall fence of life truth ‘s?
Is that possible?

She walks alone
Experienced mastered her in learning her power.
Illusions frustrated expectations.
And choices blocked possibilities.
She walks detached from judgement and whining , from comments and rhyming.
She walks unlatched from handles and leashes facing her wishes confidently unscratched.

The power of being in a world of believing that magic exists in this list I cant resist
Called Living
Called Life
Called Being


4 responses

  1. marcelo

    🙂 !

    April 30, 2014 at 9:34 PM

  2. Raul Duek

    Queridísima Loni mi inglés literario no alcanza para evaluar.De cualquier manera voy a verlo con alguien que tenga buen inglesUn abrazo

    Enviado desde mi iPad

    El 30/04/2014, a las 17:31, loniduekart escribió:

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    May 1, 2014 at 1:23 AM

  3. Quest for relief.

    May 19, 2014 at 10:06 PM

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