Basith Quotes

We all have our safe places, where none are invited. They are lonely rooms full of the musk of memory. Sanctuary rather than adventure.

I want to douse myself in silver words
and whisper away all rue.

After a breath and before another, there's plenty of time to rest.

Beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder.
Most of my beholders are blind.

LOOK AT MY BLOOD FLOWERS, BECAUSE I WRITE WITH A SERENE SHARP BLADE THAT SOOTHES. AS MUCH AS CUTS INTO THE DEEPEST PARTS OF MY SOUL.

Even dead fallen leaves go a long way with the wind before getting crushed.

The path behind is twisted, the path ahead unknown.

Those masks we wear
not to shield others; but ourselves from who we are.

poems open doors;
that don't even exist.

Tired of the sea,
I need a tree that will hold my thoughts with birdsong;
not tides returning them along the shoreline to laughing gulls.

All these mirrors
carnival distortions
of selves we never were.

There is a light within our soul that burns brighter than the sun. And we ignore it.