— wordstobebreathless —

exploring the twisting impact of life’s alleys—the moments that, barely born, are engraved so strongly into our personal stories that we end up breathless...

A poetry collection part
of the | wordstobepoetry | project

|| shades of the universe ||

If I leave upon a goodbye
And put silence on our nest
Believe the sound floating
Our nectar burns so hard
Our words are but a sword
Blue horizon turned into
the deepest dust of hell
For day one to day two
Unveil nothing but the shades of the universe

|| shades of the universe ||

If I leave upon a goodbye
And put silence on our nest
Believe the sound floating
Our nectar burns so hard
Our words are but a sword
Blue horizon turned into
the deepest dust of hell
For day one to day two
Unveil nothing but the shades of the universe

Created in late September 2021, Lausanne, Switzerland
by
| wordstobepoetry |

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|| wave ||

Let me be the wave
wrapping around your skin.

Let me be the wave
dancing around flaws.

Let me be the wave
washing away fears.

|| wave ||

Let me be the wave
wrapping around your skin.

Let me be the wave
dancing around flaws.

Let me be the wave
washing away fears. 

Created in mid October 2021, Lausanne, Switzerland
by
| wordstobepoetry |

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|| vs. || 

My breath needs to be taken away 
Take it and never let it go 
Yours truly 

VS.

Soft-touch 
Delicate flavor 
Your sunrise mic drop

and mi|| vs. ||

My breath needs to be taken away
Take it and never let it go
Yours truly

VS.

Soft-touch
Delicate flavor
Your sunrise mic drop

Created in August, September, and mid October, 2021, between Barcelona, Spain, and Dubai, UAE
by
| wordstobepoetry |

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|| be ||

Be. Just be.
Be there, here, now, stop
and stare. 

Day after day.
Breathe after breath. 
Take off your smoke
and stare 

No need to overcome 
what hasn’t grow.
Be to become.
Become to be.

Pandora’s dead-end has come. 
For all was left behind dust 
was hope.

|| be ||

Be. Just be.
Be there, here, now, stop
and stare.

Day after day.
Breathe after breath.
Take off your smoke
and stare

No need to overcome
what hasn’t grow.
Be to become.
Become to be.

Pandora’s dead-end has come.
For all was left behind dust
was hope.

 

Created in late September 2021, Barcelona, Spain
by
| wordstobepoetry |

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|| sultry maze ||

Darkness up above
Embracing nature’s bright lights
Birthing air of hope 
Relieving the veil of our walls 

Looks like it’s been found 
Matches to the dying flame 
There’s a halo where mold lived 
Are we still looking for a remedy? 

Lie on me for souls have spoken 
Lie on me for armors have died 
Untouchable madness gets far
For it has unveiled bliss 

Energy comes through 
Exchanging unexplainable sensations
Mother Nature with us 
Whispering spunk 
To get us out of this sultry maze

|| sultry maze ||

Darkness up above
Embracing nature’s bright lights
Birthing air of hope
Relieving the veil of our walls

Looks like it’s been found
Matches to the dying flame
There’s a halo where mold lived
Are we still looking for a remedy?

Lie on me for souls have spoken
Lie on me for armors have died
Untouchable madness gets far
For it has unveiled bliss

Energy comes through
Exchanging unexplainable sensations
Mother Nature with us
Whispering spunk
To get us out of this sultry maze

Created on June, 3, 2021, Lausanne, Switzerland
by
| wordstobepoetry |

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