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  • dianisco 4h

    Allover

    I'm grateful for
    My fair share of bitter and sweet
    That I've had the chance to see
    Not just the warm mornings
    But also the cold night shifts

    That I'm not colour blind
    And i've seen some true shades in and out
    That i can feel when energy's not right
    And i can see what is not mine

    Im grateful for
    Back then and I'm grateful for now
    The light and the dark
    Thats beautifully mixed into who i now am

    I'm grateful for gratitudes rays
    That covered me through some real bad days
    That i can hope again
    Stop existing , and live again
    ©dianisco

  • dianisco 4h

    Allover

    I'm grateful for
    My fair share of bitter and sweet
    That I've had the chance to see
    Not just the warm mornings
    But also the cold night shifts

    That I'm not colour blind
    And i've seen some true shades in and out
    That i can feel when energy's not right
    And i can see what is not mine

    Im grateful for
    Back then and I'm grateful for now
    The light and the dark
    Thats beautifully mixed into who i now am

    I'm grateful for gratitudes rays
    That covered me through some real bad days
    That i can hope again
    Stop existing , and live again
    ©dianisco

  • dianisco 4w

    Self appreciation

    Dear self you are enough
    The product of all that is, an epitome

    All that is possible is possible for you

    Hope you remember
    To step out..Amidst the stormy weather
    To love yourself like you've never
    To treat yourself a little

  • dianisco 7w

    Dear God
    It will really be nice...
    ©dianisco

  • dianisco 8w

    Little broken things

    Wish I could put back together
    All these little broken things
    Your presence ,thoughts and laughter
    For that again, I would give anything

    Can you even remember
    The cracks on the wall
    The old nagging clock
    The paint at your front door

    Can you remember
    The wind blowing through the yard
    The warm morning sun
    The dog on the lawn

    I'm standing twelve years away from you
    Staring at the skies shiny blue
    The breeze even smells like you
    The bird's been chirping all morning about you

    Wish I could put back together
    All these little broken things
    I would live every moment over
    If you were here again with me.
    ©dianisco

  • dianisco 13w

    I'll rather shatter these mirrors
    Than watch them reflect what I'm not
    I've called out mirror mirror on the wall
    But it didn't even respond

    When did the reflection become so dark
    Like lord Voldemort's facing me back
    When I see my reflection in the mirror
    In the mirror mirror on the wall

    I'll rather shatter these mirrors
    Than watch them reflect what I'm not
    I'll rather live with a void
    Than have a mirror mirror on the wall
    ©dianisco

  • dianisco 14w

    God is the only person that has been
    Faithfully walking with me
    I mean through the thick and thin
    He's been there... Watching

    Would it even suffice
    To say that he's changed my life
    Taken me to grace from grass
    And struggle that's cold as ice

    Would it even suffice
    My prayer and thanks
    My testimony and life
    My bended knee and bleeding heart

    I've bled before
    Once alone and lost
    Not that I bleed no more
    But now when I bleed... I heal
    Because God... God heals me.
    ©dianisco

  • dianisco 18w

    Like whatsoever

    You gave me this talent or whatsoever

    So I'm going to showcase it.. However

    I've had this habit like forever

    To walk away, take a break, have some space, get away or just whatever

    I usually do to put my mind back together


    It takes days... Or weeks or years or maybe never

    I don't know you're the one who's accurately taking note or whatever

    Routines, hobbies, habits I've carried over

    I've tried to change the bad, evolve the good or just whatsoever


    Now wasted is the only consistency

    The only thing making it to accuracy

    Hope, Faith, love or whatsoever

    I've seemed to lost track of it..or what might have happened ?? I don't know whatsoever.
    ©dianisco

  • dianisco 20w

    There's so much peace in prayer
    So much.... You won't know until you pray
    ©dianisco

  • dianisco 21w

    I don't know who would pray for me when I die. So I'd rather suffer under the heat of the sun, walking to the priest to obtain my penance, than lie under the shade of a casket,hoping I'd get prayed for.
    ©dianisco