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Bianca Caruana

Bianca Caruana

I am a creative soul. Words are the colours I paint with. My canvas is poetry, reflective writing, and blogging. I hope you enjoy my art.
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One Hundred Butterflies

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Bianca Caruana
November 08
I watched the sun set  I watched the sun rise  Upon the blue lake  One hundred butterflies  Maybe soon  I'll take off my disguise  Am I ready  For the girl that lives inside?  No more cries  Naked skin  Beneath these starry skies  They'll see me raw  No more faces to hide  They'll watch me soar  Like one hundred butterflies

The Lighthouse

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Bianca Caruana
November 03
I died with you  At the edge of the sea  Where spirit sings a lullaby  To those who hear her melody

Amnesia

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Bianca Caruana
October 28
How long does it take for a bird inside a cage to accept it as their home?

The Illusion of Separation

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Bianca Caruana
November 04
I am you in the mirror  You are me in the mirror  The water is a reflection of you  You are a reflection of the water  You breathe the air  The air breathes you  You hold the earth  The earth holds you  You burn inside the fire  The fire burns inside of you  Separation is an illusion  Until we understand this  We can never be free

Ashes of Love

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Bianca Caruana
November 04
Tears flow gently  Beneath a moonlit sky  For a bittersweet epiphany  Is the reason why I cry

Cages

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Bianca Caruana
October 28
There’s a part in all of us  Longing to be free  Because we don’t even know  How caged we are  With our feet  Separated from the earth  Our hearts  Disconnected from the truth  Our minds  Flooded in thought  Waves crashing  How we long for air  How we yearn for calm  In this world of chaos  And we grasp onto anything  Anything that makes us feel alive  Anything that frees us  From the cages we live in

Fall

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Bianca Caruana
October 26
And you’ll start to notice the little things  Like the way the autumn leaves gently fall towards the ground  Dancing their farewell dance  A performance of beauty for the sun

Rebirth

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Bianca Caruana
September 10
I was child  Born beneath synthetic light  Inside walls of concrete  And though I breathed your air  You were not to be seen  No blue or no green  And still, she held me  Mother  This sacred vessel  She held me  Knowing I would find my way  And I did  Even though they wiped my memory  Stole my imagination  And used it to fuel the disconnect of a nation  A collective of forgotten connection to creation  Until we awaken  To see  And become child again

Almost

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Bianca Caruana
September 09
I watch you  Shedding all that doesn’t serve you  All the things that used to hurt you  An obstruction of the real you  And I watch you  Wondering when I’ll get to meet you  Taste the honey that’s so sweet, too  By the fire where there’s heat, too  And I wonder  Will you meet me where we’re meant to  Akashic records not in plain view  Entangled souls with just a preview  So far  From different stars  Learning to trust that what we see and feel is guided by the heart  And not our minds  This blip in time  Will soon reveal to us the answer  Am I yours and are you mine?