By: Mia Palencia They say that people only live once and they also die only once. I believe otherwise. I think, a person can die multiple times as long as he wishes to. I learned that death is not only confined in one form. Death assumes different forms however people see it. I have alwaysContinue reading “A Eulogy for Myself”
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Unseen Soul
By: Mia Palencia A fragile bloom awakens with the dawn,drenched in the morning’s quiet dew.Its fragrance whispers through the air,its petals kiss the dark blue sky,yet bend beneath the softest breeze.In silence, it sways with grace, with colors that make the sun turn pale.A secret woven in its veins, unseen by those who pass its wall.With everyContinue reading “Unseen Soul”
Something In Between
By: Mia Palencia What lies between life and death?A question that lingers in my head.Curious about the in-between,heaven and earth, the universe’s unseen. I ponder what exists in between,those things that don’t take sides, so serene.Those that lie amidst existence’s stream,between everything, a hidden theme. One, two, three, and more hours of thinking,still, the answerContinue reading “Something In Between”
Majesty Within
By: Mia Palencia I built a queendom of my own, I proudly stand,with every step I take, the world in my command.The majesty within, a queen I am crowned,where beauty and wonder forever astound. The sea waves are my evening gown,with the golden sun as my radiant crown.In my own queendom, I am never alone,withContinue reading “Majesty Within”
Wand’ring Soul
I always wanted to wander freelyjust like the clouds floating up above;looking down on mighty valleys and hills,and on the garden of golden daffodilsbeneath the lane of tall pine treesdancing sweetly with the wind.I desire to soar above the skiesand have freedom from all the lies;I just wanted to be me, be freefrom the shacklesContinue reading “Wand’ring Soul”
“Life isn’t a bed of roses…”
You know life isn’t a bed of roses. You must be feeling tired right now, but that doesn’t mean you should stop the fight. There are many things you wish to take back, but you know you can’t. You just have to make things right and don’t ever throw away the dreams you once had.Continue reading ““Life isn’t a bed of roses…””
Playing with the Parts of Speech
By: Mia Palencia If a 𝗻𝗼𝘂𝗻 is something that nameth anything, I have three little 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐬 that looks like 𝐝𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 of a 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠; 𝐄𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐞, 𝐅𝐚𝐲𝐞 and 𝐃𝐚𝐰𝐧, who treat each other 𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐧𝐞𝐲 𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐧𝐬, playing to be the greatest 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐫𝐬 in 𝐀𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐧’𝐬 reign. 𝗣𝗿𝗼𝗻𝗼𝘂𝗻 can be used to replace the noun in a sentence, as 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲Continue reading “Playing with the Parts of Speech”
Love in the Moonlight
By: Mia Palencia O’ hear mine heart’s shouting thy name out loud the love untold hath been spoken tonight ye shall hear and see watch the celebration with me of fireflies underneath the willow tree for thou art is the subject of the celebration tonight I gave it all to thee the love that foreverContinue reading “Love in the Moonlight”
She’s Perfect The Way I Wanted
By: Mia Palencia She’s perfect that I think I’m gonna be crazy. She’s elegant that she can send millions of butterflies inside my belly. She rocked my world and flipped it upside down. She’s perfect the way I want; that, I can give her a crown. She’s like a strong spiraling hurricane, a danger; but,Continue reading “She’s Perfect The Way I Wanted”
I Am Not Cinderella
By: Mia Palencia I am not Cinderella and I wouldn’t like to be. I am just a normal girl whose happy to be me. I have no fairy godmother, nor an evil stepmother. I can’t ride a pumpkin carriage, but I have lots of courage. I don’t believe in magic, but I do believe inContinue reading “I Am Not Cinderella”
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