Poems about alive - Lina Ru

After an instant, not

As I breathe, oxygen comes in, I become what I breathe, yet I do not, carbon dioxide goes out.1...

Lines, lines, straightly strive, a line hides an intimate drive to be quite right, but once alive...

I woke up. It was the same dream as yesterday and the day before. I believe this is reality, but...

It might appear that thought originates purely from the past, and thus it might appear independent...

Posted by Lina Ru | Jul 13, 2010 | Images, Poetic Form | 0 |

I’ve been dying in a boat to nowhere. The waves take me to hell as I ignore who I am. I...

Snowflakes fall, as I remember why I have cried. My name blinds itself from the fact that I am...