To be different from people is like magic.

Sharing poems & thoughts, one redacted word at a time.
To be different from people is like magic.
She was the sort to fall for people who ran away. Love is a variable so wild it can feel like breathing or dying.
The soft flame of beautiful emotions are in vague, veiled eyes. People pretend to feel nothing.
Do not look to people to bring happiness. Only your heart can be your guiding light, an intuition for growth.
People criticize a woman who gives up love, yet no one criticizes the man for the same story. The woman bears the blame in love and life.
I reflect at the people under the spell of illusion, they start the day confident and speak with self-assurance but have no power.
What a life! There are still kind people in this world - together, we deserve to have it all.
Do not sit instead, run madly in a crowd of busy people. It is so easy to drift and rush, or rather, flail in aimless routine.
It will do me good to write among kind-hearted people.