Iva Hotko

The choice between honesty or loneliness

Image by Iva Hotko

A secret whispered
under a flower,
a thin veil
wrapping the sorrow.

Cold are the chambers
of loneliness,
long are the nights
spent in regret.

Nothing is won
nothing is lost,
and the bud
can still become a rose.

Courage to act,
and say those words
out loud —
the secrets…

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Iva Hotko

Iva Hotko

Walking contradiction of sense and sensibility. Literature, art, philosophy, nature, hiking and photography 🦋