21, Just a creative Irish mind that I'm still exploring ❤
Clean-up on Aisle 'Craig'
My personality type is Pericles in the Parthenon.I'm so type-1 Cry-abetesMy bedsheets border bulletproof.I sing insults slowlyAnd give fortune-cookie-compliments. I have acceptance-fueled confidence.I make moves like monuments. Potential and Luck just chill on my kitchen chairscalling me by my real name."Waste"."The Disaster Artist' was inspired by me.My own jokes laugh at meLike I'm some satire of someone else. I spell "happy" like"W-H-A-T-S-T-H-A-T-?"And I'm not dyslexic. Sorry for spilling out.©craigcryan99
When I'm at homeI can silently sit, sip tea and sling statistics at the telly like"There are about 7000 species of snail"And I'm definitely one of them,This shell around me is comfortable so why would I bother leaving it?It's a scary fucking place out there.©craigcryan99
Tell me truth through cursive rather than curses,I'll call it 'unspoken word'.Words unspoken just eat at the brain until it breaks down;1999 Ford focus.Focus on soaking in toaster-less baths of friend-ships andTryNotTo sink.©craigcryan99
Loyal to the team; Vinnie Jones in Mean Machine.When I pop up does she smile? Or does she swipe my name awaylike she's trying to clean the screen?©craigcryan99
"Why can't you sleep?"
Because I like to put all of my eggs into one basket and watch themscramble.©craigcryan99
Make up your mind.Nothing but make-up on your mind.Say "bonjour" to contour,but "el natural" should be the focus,Your eyes are magic tricksand my replies are "hocus pocus".You rolling them is my trap-door, And I hope I'm not falling for you.I'll likely land on self-pity,And burn my tongue cause it called you pretty.I lose my breath in your presence, your words are underwater cities.I could get lost in themAndJustDrown.Again.
I Should be Asleep.
7am.Wet muck spludges, a cold wind whistles through my hands.There's no crunchy bacon crisping up on frying pans,Or a cracking sky with clouds that crack open like Heineken cans©craigcryan99
There's no magician in this 'cricle'.I can handle tricks,Melt-down to vibe like candlesticks.Progression can make 20 men panic like corner-kicks.A set-piece, it takes a set of minds to develop a mindset.But what's a mindset if you can't see the vision?a blindset?Just blind men.©craigcryan99
I Swear this one is about Writing.
Can you feel me?Sex without the condom.I'm soulful,That means these lines are for the soul.Every inch is interesting."Just right" like the third porridge bowl.Can you feel me?Hit it without protectionLike no bodyguards watching,Or first dates upon reflection.Too nice, Couldn't cross me at intersections.Can you feel me?Probably not...Deeper than misconstrued,Ocean blue, Albert Camus.Serviettes without the food;I stay clean.But best belive I'll be tucked into top buttonsOr around your neckSo you can feel me.©craigcryan99
Imagine HoT WaX
I'm that flicker in the candle light;Thoughts go back and forth like Hula dancers,My database limitless.Brain is tough metal like German Panzersbut I don't have the answers.I write like the taste of sprite, unpredictable.Love at first sight.I want to be the darkness when it's bright.I want to branch out and make leaves.Potato in a blight.I grow like oaks in a redwood forest.If I'm not even half the person I want to be,I've fallen short.Collapsed into a self-inflicted slumber;Part-time lumberjack, full time lumber.If I'm not half the person I want to be,Then maybe I don't have the legs to finish the race.Maturing requires balance so don't put me in roller-slates,The recipe is water, I need a break to hydrate.If I'm not half the person I want to bethen that candle light will go out as soon the bedroom door slams.©craigcryan99
#invisible#wod#mirakee#writersnetwork#rwu#writershub @writersnetwork Thank You so much for the repost....I am so happy...means a lot to me...
An Ode to Invisibility
The most perfect thing about you is that you are very imperfect. When one starts to be comfortable with such fact the magic occurs.©moon_child01
#Rakshabandhanमेरे बहनहुआ ही था इब्तिदा, आलम मेरे जीवन कामिला मुझे एक साया, था जिस पर अक़ीदा, मेरे परछाई का।अनजानी के तख्त में, मुझे सब खूबसूरत नजर आता थाहिफाजत की मेरे जन्नत का, वह साया, फरिश्ता बन गया था।दिल के अरमान, सातो आसमान तक, सैर करने लगा थादिखा दिया राह, भटकने से पहले, वह फरिश्ता, रहबर की लिबास में मिला था।तैर रहे थे हम, ना जाने, वह कौन से आंसू का दरिया थागमों से लड़ के, खुशियों में नहाया, वह रहबर, मांझी के सूरत में हाजिर था।धोखेबाजी की शान के खातिर, में गलतियों के मुरीद हो गया थासच्चाई से मुखातिब करा के, अंधिरों से निकाला, वह मांझी, रौशनी का दिया बन गया था।मुश्किलों के हर कारवां से निकाह कर के, में जीवन से, तलाक लेने ही वाला थामुझ से छुपा के, मेरे हर हार को जीत में बदला, वह रौशनी, हमसफ़र के रंग हासिल हुआ था।और किया बयान करो जनाब; में, उसकी जीने की वजह बन गया थारंग दिया मेरे नाम, खुद की नाम से, वह हमसफ़र कोई और नहीं, वह मेरा बहन ही था।@unnati_writes, @rani_shri, @sudhashri, @ankita79moonlight, @tamanna3
I just want to let you knowyou mean the World to meyou were always therethat shows how much you really careI feel blessed having a Sisterjust like YOU©soul_in_pen
#poetry #love #undress #write_to_express @writersnetwork
I wanna undress your souland watch you bare,So many burdens you'veDragged till here,Let me share the weight,Let my love touch your bare skin,Let it burn your worries as we sin,Can you trust me on this?Let's take them off one by one,Anxieties, worries, insecuritiesand dreams yet to be lived, Just let me undress you souland watch you bare...©ellie_b
//I'll Shine and I'll scorch//You told me to keep it coolKeep it down,Asked me to be the moonAnd light your town To glow and not to Shine,It would be crossing the line. And when finally I stepped out with my crownYou squirmed and made a frownGave a brusque that "I Suck",When I rose bright at the dusk.©Pranjal
Habits that will Pay Off Forever:✷ Self awareness.✷ Positive self-talk.✷ Constant learning.✷ Living in the present.✷ Believing in yourself.✷ Understanding people.✷ Not regretting the past.✷ Not worrying about future.✷ Not making fun of yourself.
Word Prompt: Write a 10 word short write-up on Silently
I silently hid my loudest cries,Your betrayal and lies!
It hurts that you want to say something but you're afraid because you know your opinion won't be entertained.©jennixia
I get new inspiration everytime I look in your eyes.#pod
____________________________________________I could write you - my love,A poem or two each day,And still never run out of metaphorsOr words to say.©love_poet____________________________________________