#alisdaire_ocaimph

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  • the_eclectic_witch 17h

    #mirakee #readwriteunite #writersnetwork #alisdaire_ocaimph #poetess_for_you #whatiflovehadalife #loveanimated #mythicalbeasts


    I have heard many tales
    and myths that spells,
    Love makes you alive!!

    They tell us about
    how your heart comes to life
    at the touch of love!!

    They tell us how love
    blesses you with heightened senses
    and such passion pumping inside !!

    But what does love look like?..
    And how does love move about ?..
    Which language possesses love's tongue?..

    I think if I gave a life to my love,
    with a glorious ruddy beating heart,
    and senses hitherto unseen;

    My love would be a dragon,
    a rare beast with a fiery soul;
    with wings meant to guard destinies!!

    Yes, He could make you soar,
    over the highest of clouds..!!
    And you feel at peace, happy and content!!..

    But, He could also burn you,
    in a fire so hot that burns blue..!!
    And you are left in ashes and ruins!!..


    PS: What do you think your love looks like?!..

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    Love animated!

    My love would be a dragon,
    a rare beast with a fiery soul;
    with wings meant to guard destinies!!


    ©the_eclectic_witch

  • the_eclectic_witch 4d

    #mirakee #colour #redsoul #writersnetwork #readwriteunite #alisdaire_ocaimph #poetess_for_you #rebelliousred #lovingred

    Real Red

    I see red
    when I look at you;
    not the kind of red
    that prickles and burns
    and screams of anger,
    but the kind that
    caresses and tempts and
    sings serenades of love!!

    Your lovely hard skin,
    a magnificent shade of russet,
    like the hide of a sacred being,
    dangerous yet too noble to curb!!

    Your kind mellow soul,
    the hue of a magnanimous sienna,
    like earth burnt bare under the sun,
    passionate,grounded and resilient!!

    I see red,
    when I look at you;
    that faint red that colours
    everything as the last sane thought falters
    and the eyes close
    before the last bright light dims
    and the soul bids adieu
    to the mortal casing of life!!

    Red, I'll see you last.
    At my very last.
    You'll be there.
    Only you and red.

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    Real Red

    I see red,
    when I look at you;
    that faint red that colours
    everything as the last
    sane thought falters
    and the eyes close
    before the last bright light dims
    and the soul bids adieu
    to the mortal casing of life!!

    Red, I'll see you last.
    At my very last.
    You'll be there.
    Only you and red.
    ©the_eclectic_witch

  • the_eclectic_witch 5d

    #mirakee #readwriteunite #writersnetwork #Hermagnumopus #handsomesttome #mylostmuse #alisdaire_ocaimph #poetess_for_you #jonginkai

    Bold strokes of a confident hand,
    The painting is a masterpiece,
    Executed as planned.
    You are her magnum opus!..

    I stand there gaping in awe
    at that smile on your face,
    I count those crinkles
    around your half moon eyes!..
    I recall how I drew you
    in that memory I've kept framed..!
    I remember when my hand
    was the closest to your skin..!

    Then again, I never had the colours
    that could do your beauty justice..!
    Then again, I couldn't be the master
    I promised you I would become!

    The more I look at you
    I am reminded,
    Some are destined to be onlookers..
    and I understand,
    Some paintings are better left unfinished..
    Just like us!..

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    Her Magnum Opus

    Wish you were mine!
    ©the_eclectic_witch

  • the_eclectic_witch 1w

    #mirakee #colour #writersnetwork #readwriteunite #magicalcolours #poesyinwords #poetess_for_you #alisdaire_ocaimph #Everywordbecomesacolour

    Every words becomes a colour!

    If only every word was a colour,
    then meaning would bring depth;
    while tone makes way for contrast..!!

    If so, every poem is born a colour-wheel,
    carrying beauty to the senses galore;
    floating in the most florid light of fancy!!

    Maybe there, all shall be rewritten,
    It could be a world of unbridled emotions,
    Each day morph into one collage of truth..!!

    Maybe then we won't see dark and light,
    Because black is beauty in its sacred glory,
    and white is reflection of the purest souls!

    Even amidst such beauty, when I write of you,
    It would be a song of unseen hues,
    a word mural most unreal to behold..!!

    Your mind would be my one rainbow,
    Your aura will scrawl onto my palette bare,
    splashing paint on the gray guises I wear..!!

    Even then, I think,
    You would be called a fantasy;
    etched out in one alluring verse..!!

    Even then, I feel,
    your name would remain a vivid spell;
    forever beguiling and undoing my being..!!

    Even then,
    You'll remain the best kind of magic for me.

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    Every word becomes a colour!

    If only every word was a colour,
    then meaning would bring depth;
    while tone makes way for contrast..!!

    If so, every poem is born a colour-wheel,
    carrying beauty to the senses galore;
    floating in the most florid light of fancy!!

    ©the_eclectic_witch

  • the_eclectic_witch 1w

    #mirakee #readwriteunite #writersnetwork #stronger #survivingheartbreak #lifegoeson
    #alisdaire_ocaimph #poetess_for_you

    In the end,
    it was just me and my thoughts,
    caught in a hand-made trap,
    most painful and active
    long after you were gone,
    triggering every inch of my being
    into a hostile territory for love,
    Until my haywire brain,
    reconfigured itself,
    so that my frozen limp heart,
    started beating again,
    and then my battered soul,
    remembered it can smile!!

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    What doesn't kill you makes you stronger!

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    and then my battered soul, 
    remembered it can smile!!
    ©the_eclectic_witch

  • the_eclectic_witch 1w

    #mirakee #writersnetwork #readwriteunite #forlorn #alisdaire_ocaimph #poetess_for_you #dreamconversations

    Have you ever felt so alone
    that in your infinite loneliness;
    you can't help but wonder
    If others feel the same things as you ?!

    Have you ever felt so angry
    that in your burning anger;
    you sense your words cloudburst
    Soon a raging black torrent brands your soul?!

    Have you ever felt you are cursed
    In your deep despair;
    you can't seem to forget
    Those memories you have left forgiven?!

    Have you ever felt so locked up
    In your own headspace;
    you freeze from lying still,
    Then you cease to recollect ever existing?!

    Have you ever felt anything of this sort
    in your forlorn heart, mind or soul?!
    Then don't worry, you will be fine.
    I know this, because we found each other.

    PS: Taken from a conversation I have never had with someone I have never met, but hope to meet someday.

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    Forlorn: In a dream conversation

    Have you ever felt so alone
    in your loneliness;
    you can't help but wonder
    If others feel the same things as you ?!

    ©the_eclectic_witch