A Mini Poetry Blog
I have been a woman for a long time, where there’s a rose there’re thorns so beware my smile I am treacherous with old Magic So beware my passion they are comedic rage with burning flames Be aware my pride, they’re untouched by blood unrelenting as the curse of love determined, rise again and again…
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See me or not, I am standing right here, Neither sad nor elated; . Miss me or not, The feeling is right here, Neither come nor go;. Love me or not, Love is right here, No more, no less; . With me or not, My hand is in your hand, No gain, no lost; .…
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I dream of pain, too, of violence, of despair, and suicide. Then wake up knowing, sometimes reality is much merciful than dreams. I tear up my heart into flakes of icy snows, that I may remember how it all began. there was an eclipse and I misplaced my eyes to the blood in the moon, a…
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They said I was a hopeless dreamer who needed to be enlightened by their reality. I quivered often when I was too young and without a self relying upon, now I am older, yet only too eager to review those left-behind dreams, watch them grow more grandiose. And no one who has a heart shall…
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Throughout the afternoon I watched them, Wintry-leaves falling, falling from the sky, Whirling fabulously in the hazy air. I would like to decorate this silence, but my house grows only lonely and more plain. The wind chimes I hung on my patio huddled and strangled slightly. And suddenly my thoughts turned to you Who came…
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These days couldn’t be more gentle, Live quiet and consoled, In gaudy melody, in delightful destitution. Blessed are those days and nights. The elegance of that sweet voice is without sin. Time’s fragility often heals a scar not a heart, between my loving jaded pulses, a twilight is coming, a simmering ray, gently approaching, ringing…
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I made myself a cupful warm lavender latte, sit on futon tatami while watching wild deers grazing, at the heart of this neon city, packed by savvy faces and sophisticated converse, I’ve remained a passenger dwelling in nature’s prose. Nothing in my life is about lucky, Nothing in my story is about pretty. And despite…
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Can you believe- by an effort that comforts our hindered hearts: That day you sat beside, I thought you were beautiful. Glisten as silver, your eyes sparkled flowing above that simmering river. Like a rose come tip-toe out of bud, I saw the man’s soul steal in his eyes, And wide in ecstasy I sat…
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Today is Christmas Day (December 25th) and my birthday! May you all have a wonderful Christmas 🎄! I have written a little birthday poem to myself this Christmas.❤️🎄😊 To The Christmas Girl: You are always by my side, All stages and all the time, You are everything to me, Brightest star to let me see,…
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Taking in this moment, Let go of some sentiment, Look gleefully with the innocent eyes of a perky bird, Breathe gently with the calming scents of a verdant oak, Play freely with the fun-loving presence of a racy child, Bloom proudly with the sun-loving radiance of a zesty dahlia. And most importantly, remember who you…
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