Oozezi
Oozezi Creative Collective
Grayed temple, bowed by the weight of years, You steady the foundation, guiding our legacy with silent prayers. Rise, shoulder, engine of…
We all know those times that the one place of solace doesn’t feel the same... The pillow wet with tears, The church…
And loneliness…oh, she was never cruel to me before you. Before your laugh taught me what silence truly meant. Before your absence…
Motivation
The world dimmed from my sight, Bright lights turned into darkness. My phantom, like an apparition, Elusive and delusive Was an illusion.