The Art of Self Embellishment

It is in the dark,
among obscure,
joyless shadows,
threatening evils,
gloom night-times,
opaque yesterdays,
ill-disposed present,
confusing tomorrows,
desperate discoveries,
peaceful genuine hope,
that the light is revealed.
Francine Fallara, 2021
Author of “Inkling Whispers” eBook edition and Paperback available on Amazon and Kindle.
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Inspire the Winds of Your Flowing Soul

Rare, exotic, unique, delicate, luscious, strong and adaptable, build through water, wind and sand combinations, you are the Desert Rose.
A deep glorifying flower blooming your inner beauty, embracing life, sparkling your potential, dancing your roots of prosperity to the beat of your mysteriously alluring flowing soul.
Francine Fallara, 2021

floating like an unextracted pina
refusing to become a colada
working hard to play hard
yet living unconstrained
my soul chills, wandering pure
on undisturbed azure waters
dolce far niente bridges
my summertime melodies
Francine Fallara, 2022
Author of “Inkling Whispers” eBook edition and Paperback available on Amazon and Kindle.
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the art of going through various traumas,
retracing the sketches of our life
in Colorama, as we wish it to be
the ability to let go of great sorrows,
resigning ourselves to turn the page
in harmony according to our instincts
the artist expressing the joy tramples within us,
sculpting time…
Permuting Kindness, Letting out Light’s Warmth to Grow Within Our Hearts, Destroying Repugnant Odium

the world’s first attempt
in a peaceful unity
born of humankind’s
worst tragic fears
dreaming of a world
where hate could be
genetically modified
recycling its darkness
permuting kindness
letting out light’s warmth
to grow within our hearts
destroying repugnant odium
Francine Fallara, 2022
Author of “Inkling Whispers” eBook edition…

time to push old vintage doors
risk ventures on the other side
scary unplanned yet exciting
steps within unknown horizons
sometimes it’s better to move on
don’t try to make new out of old
the paint of yesteryear takes off
from walls of a distant universe
another life slowly fading…

Luna, when you are out strutting at night,
your brightness overshadows any stars,
exhibiting the world’s loveliness
Eclipsing the loneliness of the evenings,
obliterating iterative humankind deceptions,
waving probabilities of a possible united world peace
Recomforting lighthouse to lost strays,
queen of city lights, your dazzling
illumination gives hope to night owls…