ceremonials

heav·en. the abode of God, the angels, and the spirits of the righteous afterdeath;the place or state of existence of the blessed after the mortallife; a place or state of supreme happiness.

[heavenspoke]

freedom is the goddess i worship everynight.

isadora bradamante

[heavenspoke]

i spent years reminding myself to forget.

isadora bradamante

[heavenspoke]

and, perhaps, the best thing in life is the constant possibility to begin again.

isadora bradamante

[heavenspoke]

i was storm, and ash, and fear, and scream, and death. you found me and i was life. and when you left,    i was nothing at all.

isadora bradamante

[heavenspoke]

i am my family and it's name, i am my house and it's principles, i am everything people want me to be. i am right and wrong, life and death, good and evil. i am everything but the only thing i wanted to be: me.

isadora bradamante

[heavenspoke]

don't you find it mean? the way a word such as 'friend' changes it's meaning through the years.

isadora bradamante

[heavenspoke]

HEAVENSPOKE  -------  a touch of heaven coming from your fingertips.  online platform for original poetry and quotations.  accepting ideas, opinions, inspiration. always willing to give away kind words and positive thoughts.  tag your stuff with #heavenspoke and I'll be immensely glad to check on your art!       written by karma.

[heavenspoke]

And for the mind is troubled, the being decided to create a whole new world between the words of a poem.

isadora bradamante

[heavenspoke]

she didn't only love him; if she promised him she'd be by his side this year and couldn't make it to the end of december, she'd create a brand new month just not to let him down.

isadora bradamante

[heavenspoke]

the only reason you could possibly feel like an outsider is because you belong among the stars.

isadora bradamante

[heavenspoke]

there is poetry behind every breath she draws.

isadora bradamante

[heavenspoke]

she's greed and generosity, in a way i thought only gods could be.

isadora bradamante

[heavenspoke]

my father is a ghost.

midnight impressions.

[jaimeslanniste]

Édouard Bisson Die drei Grazien, 1899. Oil on canvas, 97 x 130 cm.