Rose. Rouge.


Nascent leaves
And old trees
Silent and somber
In in the summer breeze

Sunflowers crowded with honeybees
Like a mind covered with memories
Of the usual
And other times

The blood red horizon
The sinking sun
Set ablaze
Like a heart drowning in love

All across travels
Scent of jasmine as time entangles
Celestial mysteries
That the night sky unravels

Dew drops on grass blades
As twilight fades
Tear drops for memories
Of the gone by days

And time and again
Come the same
Warm and humid
Days to blame

Moths fly
And the nights go by
Summer seems to never end
But the time passes by

“You can take no credit for beauty at sixteen. But if you are beautiful at sixty, it will be your soul’s own doing.”

—   Marie Stopes (via leohearts)

“Suffering builds character.”

—   Miranda Tate in The Dark Kinght Rises (via princesspancake12)

He has the most beautiful eyes in the world.

“I used to think the worst thing in life was to end up all alone. It’s not. The worst thing in life is to end up with people that make you feel all alone.”

—   Robin Williams (via alittleheartandruh)
its just that i love these lights.
because flowers bloom amongst wrinkled rocks.
shadow monster