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  • laus_deo 1d

    Let those halogen lamps floating in your eyes exonerate skyscraping dreams
    Revive soaked in gunpowder, clip on the wings of fire
    Rise like a Phoenix and shatter the fetters of forlorn.
    ©laus_deo

  • laus_deo 4d

    My cobalt sins poured in cinder blocks
    are simmering in the crimson waters at
    the land of burials. Each one screaming
    my name at the wildcats guarding those
    souvenirs like stalwart sentinels under
    the melancholic midnight.Their green
    lustrous eyes fixated at the damp alleys
    I walk upon with sincerity, sinking my
    feet deep into the miasmic mud intertwined
    with foliage bleeding grief.Silk threads
    melting from my crumpled fingertips,
    compressed into remorse slowly dissolves
    in the resplendent jar of eternity. I'm drowing
    into an endless sea with cold soaked iris
    ducked into sandpaper alienated to lucidity.
    Throng of welcoming hands betray me
    everytime my cracked bones seek help
    whitewashed in their saccharine fake
    promises of bandages to remedy my
    wounds.They instead split into gasoline
    and burn the edges of rusting moonlight.
    ©laus_deo

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    RUSTING MOONLIGHT

  • laus_deo 1w

    Violet ringlets dangling over the shoulders of caramel dusk, sicklemen reaping silvery stars
    in orchards and clustering vineyards of skies.
    Green vibrant eyes of an old man blended with
    the creeking of a bronze door amidst the clouds.
    He placed the hot mug of authentic Turkish
    coffee on the rosewood table and placed the
    tip of one finger against the point of his chin,
    laid the head over to one side and gave a
    solemn smile.We sat in silence for a full minute,
    the air between us gulped sand sacks,
    getting heavier as if we both wanted to speak
    and yet had nothing to say.

    The drowsy sun glinted off the sleek roof
    of my house like a high velocity train racing skywards, standing on the threshold of a
    spectacular door waved at me.People think
    the faint dispersed rays at twilight captures
    my heart.Little do they know the profound
    loneliness that shelters in my iris gazing it's
    last glimpse when the sun wipes off it's
    warmth scattered around and darkness rains
    from the clouds like liquid charcoal stealing
    the night upon daylight.
    The moon appears in a smokey quartz
    Rolls Royce car with his fellow luminous
    stars,attired in glittery clothes and invites
    all sort of people from earth to join them
    amidst the neon lights and throbbing music
    in the nightclub.A part of the luminous sun -
    the moon sways with brimming pride.

    My sleepy jar dropped on the tiled floor, broken
    upon the warm shaft of sunlight that filtered
    down the glassy windows .The everloving
    hands caressed my hair and the coo of woodpigeons polished the marble morning
    with rising tempo in my arched smile gazing
    the shimmery silver hair of the old man.
    His visage reflected a lifetime of power
    and vigorous intellect,some mystical cham
    swirled up till the ceiling, consuming darkness.
    A pleasant warmth steamed through
    my entire cold body when a familiar deep , mellifluous voice greeted me 'Good Morning.'

    ©laus_deo


    Thank you so much @writersnetwork !♡

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    SUN FATHER

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  • laus_deo 2w

    The 3 letter word JOY wraps your
    name studded with gold on a rich
    scarf around the pole star,
    my heart climbs the staircase
    to heaven melting the dead end
    road of distance,
    settling all over your starlit smile,
    capturing the forest fires in
    your hazel gaze as we dive
    together in the aquarium
    celebrating 15 years of
    our velvety love.

    The 4 letter word HOPE knocks
    on my wooden doors,
    your memories all the way
    from old town road have settled
    on tinted apartments of my mind,
    honey dripping from loose folds
    of winter evening,
    touching your leather jacket hung
    over my shoulders a million
    times with my nostalgic cheeks
    while baking a blueberry cake with
    sunshine butter and sugar brown reveries,
    listening to your your favorite
    melody on loop.

    The 5 letter word FAITH bounces
    off the trampoline
    unfolding silk threads of your
    fingerlines in my palms
    to offer me a bite of delicacy
    beneath the frozen icy clouds
    of our balcony
    bathing in strokes of tangerine skies
    a year before when this day
    our charcoal nights were smudged
    in rising smoke of scented candles,
    we were drawing landscape of our
    eternal love story
    splashing the most exotic
    acrylic paints across the
    canvas of our lives.

    ©laus_deo


    @jeelpatel @elegant_labyrinth
    @sugarfree @_still_in_mess

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    STAIRCASE TO HEAVEN

  • laus_deo 2w

    Memories reside
    in an ornate closet
    swirling like
    candles in a cyclone
    that reflects the
    muted light of my past
    somersaulting
    on the edges of
    consciousness.
    ©laus_deo

  • laus_deo 3w

    My heart plummets down the platinum ribcage
    rolling like a magnetic ball towards the graveyard
    settling near the corpse of self love like a helpless child
    after I stamped approved on the passports of criticism issued in my name
    and betrayed my existence with false expectations and comparisons with all the 7 billion people in this world
    not realizing that everyone can't be the same,
    I played table tennis with my self esteem
    when I labeled myself ugly and unwanted before the mirror wall
    thereby adhering to certain beauty standards
    like those of runaway models with cherry blossom cheeks and glittery eyes,
    and considered flashy magazines to tell me how to lose weight
    while I abandoned calories glazed chips and my favorite cheesecake in pursuit of a perfect body,
    I betrayed my self worth and commited an oath of loyalty to self doubt
    when I overlooked everything I am good at
    and addressed all my flaws like a trained coach,
    others were deciding the script for me
    and I was busy playing a side role in my own life,
    I treated my heart so badly
    when I gave up too early all the hopes to succeed
    on the snoozing of my past blunders constantly
    pouring gallons of guilt upon my forehead,
    acceptance felt like an unknown territory
    when my merry heart turned to a cracked glass.
    Accept my apology dear heart for not believing
    that
    it's okay to make mistakes and forgive myself,
    it's okay to be different and embrace myself,
    it's okay to walk away from toxic relationships to save myself from emotional torture,
    it's okay to laugh like a child without thinking about the looks,
    it's okay to do what I love without the fear of being judged,
    it's okay to be grateful for my existence in this imperfect world.

    the mystique daylight today
    slipped under my pocket delivering a postcard -
    'THE UNIVERSE LOVES YOU.'

    ©laus_deo


    To the rest of the world, God gave you the shoes
    That fit you, so put em on and wear 'em
    And be yourself man, be proud of who you are
    Even if it sounds corny
    Don't ever let no one tell you, you ain't beautiful.

    ©Eminem - Beautiful [ Relapse,2009 ]

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    STARLIGHT

  • laus_deo 4w

    My pen pierces primrose thorns
    on the fragile skin
    bleeding the paper in blue blood
    as I stitch my emotions
    splashed with grey waters
    in between the lines wailing
    sirens of hopelessness,
    words are too heavy
    chewing lemongrass
    which I plucked from the
    fields of heartbreak
    to create a concrete mixture with
    metaphors brewing in oak barrels
    behind my mind at
    high flames of despair
    cascading into a martini of
    poisonous poetry,
    burnt heart soaked in beeswax candles
    adds kerosene to the
    mulberry hopes of an everlasting love
    and gold pink dreams
    dipped in whirlpool of lies
    hung on the branches
    of my wet eyelashes
    igniting a wildfire in my
    scarlet soul,
    leaking liquid from a cracked bottle
    of my frozen heart
    baths my midnight into your muse
    with the shrill violins of my tears
    and I shimmer my pain
    in the silvery waves of moonlight.

    ©laus_deo

    @writersnetwork thank you for reposting !♡
    @mirakee thank you so much for my 2nd POD !☆

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  • laus_deo 4w

    BLUE MOON

    I am a  cave dweller carving my
    secrets on the giant walls of night
    under the lantern of blue moon.
    ©laus_deo

  • laus_deo 4w

    I 've been dreaming of sculpting a serene sleep chiseled
    out of jagged nightly rocks on tiresome days,
    lying on a vintage bed hovering above
    the glossy clouds
    clutching velvety blanket stiched with neon stars,
    landslides cloaked in secrets of the cosmos
    hitting the edge of my dreams ,
    face bathing in silvery lamplight of the moon,
    crisp breeze tinged with syrupy melodies
    whispering in my ears.

    I've been dreaming of writing lyrical poems over the
    crushing
    oceanic waves
    dipping my pen in the dazzling beams of
    rainbow - crimson,gold,purple ink,
    for a musical day on caribbean beat at the
    coral reef club calming the sand shore.

    I've dreaming of sitting under sun dappled towering marigolds
    embracing me in their arms,
    with throngs of butterflies jostling excitedly
    and settling over my shoulders
    for hours telling stories never heard before.

    I 've been dreaming of dissolving in my favorite novel
    leading the role I couldn't resist living
    churning thorugh the unsolved mysteries
    unravelling dishelved turn of events
    piecing together the jigsaw puzzle with
    conclusive confidence.

    I 've been dreaming of sipping a steaming cup of my morning tea standing on the balcony of a royal mansion,
    watching the rich poinciana and
    flame of the forest tress swaying
    in the balmy breeze clustering
    with cedar and pine tress
    piercing the elated balloons of bliss
    hung in the air surrounding me.

    ©laus_deo


    @verbose thanks for the prompt. This one I wrote a couple of months ago which now perfectly fits for the challenge.

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    WISHFUL THINKING

    ©laus_deo

  • laus_deo 5w

    The clouds sloshing white curtains of lightening
    with red hot swords. The rain bleeds painting the giant canvas of sky in purple tones of acrylic.
    Sitting by the glassy windows and pouring limpid golden honey on top of my muffins, I watch the memories hung delicately inside the closet of my heart overflowing on the floor.

    The floral garden in my heart perfumed with laveders that once bloomed under the warmth of my lover's arms has turned into a graveyard teeming with the whiff of betrayal. The chaotic and cruel wildfire burning the dense forest of my heart is spreading dangerously. The howling winds knocking on my wooden doors are the harbingers of melancholy humming the notes of deceit.

    Those scarlet roses tucked safely that flushed my cheeks now seems thorny briars and pricky gross piercing my skin whenever I touch them. Putting
    your confederates in flames this morning couldn't burn the pages of tragic love story in which I played the lead role. Perhaps the sky is consoling me to weep in the rain outside so that no one could see
    the train of tears running down the track.

    The petrichor is swollen with hope for me to breathe, to live and bloom again in the charismatic sparklers of the moonlight.

    ©laus_deo

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    CLANDESTINE

    ©laus_deo