Poisonous toxicity living in dark paradise.
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i am a poeti can write anyone's happinessand tragediesi can express what they feltthrough writing on my ownyet i cannot write the perfect poetry for mei cannot find the exact words and;metaphor to complete my stanzas©darkmetaphor
life isn't justa glimpse of blissfulnessa flower with complete petalsa trees with strong trunksnor a bearable trencheslife isn't justa wide extent of positivitiesa well-loved petsa feather dropped to a beautiful worldnor a bundle of goldslife isn't justa perfect lakea two-paired perfect wingsa jar of success nor a complete alphabetbut life is an ugly truthlife is a shattered debrisa shivering organsan unlimited grievancea poisonous appleand a naked hurricanelife is a dark sceneriesa blurred photographyan underwater monsterand a dead atmosphereapart from thatlife is a devastated beautiful poetry©darkmetaphor@mirakee @mirakee @mirakeeworld @readwriteunite @writersnetwork
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Poems were not just poems itselvesNeither just words nor just rhymesIt's an expressionA relief and;A bestfriendPoetry is a truthA beautiful and;An ugly truthIt signifies someone's happiness And tragediesEvery letterEvery words are significantNot just to the readerBut mostly to the Poet©adrianawrites
A Heart of CanvasMy Life was once a canvasA plain white empty canvasUntil a beautiful hands bumped into it and;Started flicking his paintbrush called love He flicks all over it with colorful momentsNot too slow, not too fastBut in a normal flickerySometimes he does abstract But it was so fineI found it metaphoricHe may had mistakesBut he has fixed it countless timesBy then, times has passedHe had already completed the most beautiful painting in the whole wide universe;Which is my LifeFrom plain white emptyTo a beautiful canvasHe told me, he is the greatest artist and;That was his masterpiece and;His Legacy as wellFor my loverIs a Painter ©adrianawritesThis is a Poetry for my husband He painted me a self-portrait.Well, that is me @mirakeeworld @mirakee @writersnetwork @readwriteunite
Painted by the love of my life ❤️
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Red rose with pretty petalsBut has thornsOrange garden with floating feathersBut has stormYellow sunshine that lights upBut left after it doesGreen sceneries that is fresh from our eyesBut turns black after a whileBlue ocean that is wideBut its big splashes of wave killsIndigo park that means happinessBut turns out to be vainViolet rhythm that has a heartful melodyBut soon would be out of tuneTherefore Life isn't just positivitiesLife is a mixture of colorful mattersAnd toxic crayons©adrianawrites
I m not searching for my other halfBecause im not a half©hustler_kid
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With your love by my sideI stopped ageing.Forever young to those eyesThat looked at me like none before.©frozen_intime
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A girl calm and quiet, struggles a lot but never stands to fight. Her heart is kind, whatever you say she acts like she didn't mind. She is beautiful but that doesn't mean that she is a toy. If you can't respect a girl then you don't have any desire to live.©ayushimajumdar
I Wrote a letter to the address of loyalty,Postman passed away finding the address.©mjoe01
His playlist said to me. He still loves me ©arundhatipattnaik
Now-a-days supermarkets be like
Buy a shirt for price of two and get one shirt free!©olive11
I was thinking And felt anxious Is it because I'll get to meet himOr is it because I've got a major test in classWhere I'll be failing with no doubt.
You weep about your broken heart,Ever had a hungry stomach?©_mangoman_
Damaged people are more dangerous.They know how to make hell feelLike home
There is one point in life when you feel that something is haunting your mind, but never know what exactly it is..©vennila_venni