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  • lovesmessenger 1d

    Another piece about a well lol but hopefully you enjoy it!

    Well of Truth

    A barren land that welcomes the desperate and lonely. Where the springs of the heart runs dry from the drought of love's absence. At the center of this forsaken land. Is a wishing well. Hope dwells in its waters as if it was a water nymph. Its touch makes the water run pure with faith. It calls out the lonely strangers as if it was a beacon of the heart.

    They travel miles to this land to get a glimpse of this miracle. Yet some barely can lift their feet from the weight of life. So they pass away into dust searching for it. Their skeletons litter the grounds of the forgotten. While the few lucky ones cast their coins of destiny into it. Waiting for a miracle to come from it. They wait as the hope filled waters reflect their face of desperation.

    Praying they will be fixed of their problems. Hoping that their hearts will be mended with silver and gold making it precious to someone. Yet as their coins soaks they realize that their search was in vain. Never realizing this was a fable. That this well is not magical. Yet if they had kept peering into the waters they would've seen their very desperation melt away into the answers of within.

    ©lovesmessenger
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    *Sometimes we search for the answers that lies inside. We fail to realize their is no magical shortcuts or quick fixes to problems that persists inside us. Patience and time with diligent work of self becomes the waters of healing. We hold the well of truth within us all*

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    Well of Truth

    Peering into it causes reflection of the soul yet the peace people seek can't be found within it
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  • lovesmessenger 3d

    Just a writing! Not the best.

    Love of Beautiful Phases

    I count to a 100 and look for her. I look all around for her. Yet she can't be found. I get worried that she may have gotten lost but I continue to call out for her. She dares not to show me her presence so I stare at the sky the only place she could be. To no avail I still cant find her. I call it quits and try again another night.

    The next night she greets me with a peek of her.  My eyes are delighted with her slight presence. Her beauty calming my soul. She tells me that she was there and that I don't have to find a new moon. That she was there the whole time. I never been so comforted by words that I asked her about her slim appearance. She said she becomes a curved shard on the necklace of the sky sometimes.

    I applauded her showmanship and told her that this phase of her show was my favorite part. She blushed by hiding behind a cloud and asked would I still love her if she changed periodically. My heart spoke for me as I expressed that her full round shape gained my attention. Her seductive gibbous form that leaves some to imagination makes me blush,her being half makes me sad for I would do anything to fill her with light again,and her new moon form will have me playing hide n seek again. No matter what I'll be here to admire her for she is my celestial beauty. So phase to your heart's content for my eyes will always forever be at bliss!

    ©lovesmessenger
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    Love of Beautiful Phases

    She will forever hold my heart for all her forms are pure art
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  • lovesmessenger 3d

    Her Nightly Stage

    She phases on her nightly stage
    dancing showing bits of herself
    like a dancer revealing pieces of herself
    the nightly dress she dances in
    shows her faces as the clouds make her seem shy
    while she give glimpses of beauty from the sky

    Her dance that garners the most attention
    is no suprise called the full moon
    she glows like a globe of grand presence
    while gifting the mortals below a beautiful present
    for her beauty on this night is a full show
    so on this night her dance is to show her dominance

    She shows herself peeking out of her dress
    almost full but a tease nonetheless
    a form of dance known as the gibbous
    as she dances forward in this phase to us
    its form teases her almost complete beauty
    while still hiding a portion of her beauty

    She dances on her stage through different nights
    showing her forms of dance to the stars
    as they twinkle to applaud her phases
    on this night she shows her crescent dances
    while slimming down her figure seductively
    to fit her night dress properly
    we stare in awe while she curves slightly

    The dance of her absence is the new moon
    not being the center light on stage
    the stars as background dancers take their turn
    to shine in her absence of her being gone
    yet she watches and smiles
    for she knows soon she back on stage in a little while
    her phases of dance entrances us all
    while we all have a favorite that captures our heart

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    Her Nightly Stage

    She phases through dancing on the black abyss that is her stage
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  • lovesmessenger 5d

    Probably makes no sense. I wanted to do a story using chained verses and lines. Found it interesting so I tried ��


    Wishing Well

    A wishing well of great importance
    importance that shall not be forgotten
    forgotten and lost people come from all over
    over pain and desperation they seek it
    it dwells within the land of the forsaken

    Forsaken yet tales of it still remains
    remains of the lost are found here
    here where the search for the well ended
    ended yet begins is the eternal cycle of the waters
    waters that's filled with hope that beacons the lost

    Lost but for the ones that found it
    it is salvation that they throw their coins of destiny
    destiny allows them to find it so they can change
    change of the lucky few soaks in the bottom of the well
    well being of their wishes becomes an obsession
    obsession of love that had led them here

    Here lies the wishing well of love
    love is the reason they seek it
    it doesn't dwell in the waters or wishes
    wishes is still sought after by the wicked
    wicked for their hearts has been tainted
    tainted enough that they can't find peace
    peace is the one thing this well can't give

    ©lovesmessenger
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    Wishing Well

    There is no rest for the wicked still they seek this wishing well
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  • lovesmessenger 1w

    Just another writing of mine.

    Land of Forsaken Love

    I gave up the whole world for a piece of land that won't even yield flowers for me. Yet from afar others had cultivated it and it produced fruits of all kinds. Flowers of all colors. Yet when I arrived it flourished for only a small time. Where I worked the land placing fertilizers and things it needed. The place where my back was turned was sprouting blooms for another farmer. A newcomer once again was making this beautiful but harsh land bloom again. I dont know why it has forsaken me. After the years I gave my sweat,tears,and blood to it. This time the land's choice will be set for I have nothing left or else to give. For years I have put my hands in the dirt to caress it,I prayed for rain when it was dry,I ripped weeds away that took from it,I gave thanks to it and for it,I even fed it nourishment when it was barren of nutrients.Yet all to no avail. The land was a mass of quicksand to me but an oasis to others. I guess it was my fault to had travelled back here in search of fruit of the past. For that crop has withered and completely disappeared. The roots had been completely pulled as to never let it be brought forth by this land again.

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    Land of Forsaken Love

    In this land no longer dwells the thing that gave it value
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  • lovesmessenger 1w

    Elusive Beast

    A chimera of sorts
    a form that reflects different traits
    it lingers and prowls the meadow of the heart
    while the treacherous forest of life covers its parts
    no hunter can seem to bring it down
    for once its form is within the scope of hope
    it disappears without a sound
    legends of old was told about this creature
    yet few have ever gotten a glimpse of its true nature
    some without a doubt manage to touch it
    but their hands are left with a permanent mark from it
    its form is similar to liquid
    changing its vessel to something familiar to the hunter
    it stalks and behaves like an intelligent entity
    for only a pure heart can truly capture it
    let this be a lesson to all
    searching for it only brings you closer to the fall
    may ye be blessed trying to capture it
    for its true form is love,the elusive beast

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    Elusive Beast

    It lurks in the forest of the mind yet it remains elusive to the hunters of the heart
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  • lovesmessenger 1w

    I didnt participate in other letters but this one inspired me. I know it's late but still wanted to post.


    To Spring:

    My dear spring how are you? It's been a while since I have addressed you. I been busy allowing my feathers of icy sheddings grace the earth. Allowing my love to freeze things in time as if they were my own personal snow globe. The hustle and bustle of life takes a crawl as they admire this last magnificent snowfall. Yet I'm glad. I'm glad that I'll be able to meet you with a warm embrace. In fact I'm sure the creatures who have endured my season prays for your mercy. It's hard being the villain while also expected to drop beautiful graces of feathery blisses of snow yet be condemned the worst weather of all. I guess this isnt a very sweet letter I wanted it to be but I'm happy you're even friendly with me. My last hooray before you take the stage and I know you going to put on a lovely show. You will adorn the blue of the sky into your hair,your dress will be of sunshine,and your jewelry will be beautiful like zephyrs. Oh how it warms me up just thinking of you. My dear you're not my enemy but my muse as you melt what I brought about. I'll seep into the rivers. You bring about ideas of beautiful endings. I'll drench the earth in a bath while you dance upon it like a beautiful ballerina. Oh how I look forward to your entry. I ask may you have a bit of patience as I linger for a while longer. I just want to take the chance to admire this feeling a little longer. My snowflakes gather upon themselves in a show of brilliance and sadness. For after this I will no longer be welcome. I'll no longer be missed. So for this last time I'll play my swan song. I dont want to be the romanticized version of the poet's mind but to feel. To feel alive. So please dont feel like a stranger on the bench for out of all the seasons you're the one with perfect traits and qualities. Anyways I took enough of your time so please wait backstage as I for a little bit longer take the limelight.

                               Sincerely,
                               From The Last Snowfall Of Winter

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    Letter To My Warmest

    Her beauty brings my end but I shall smile at her once her dance begins
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  • lovesmessenger 2w

    Just something I observed lol

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    A Squirrelly Day

    A squirrel shakes its tail
    watching the cars set sail
    he then begins to search for its next meal
    by scurrying across the street to its meal
    he finds a nut that was buried by him
    he stands and enjoys its taste
    while living life at a squirrel's pace
    ©lovesmessenger

  • lovesmessenger 2w

    Remnants

    What are stars? My dear they are the remnants of long past lovers who still seek to light up their grieving lover's dark skies.
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  • lovesmessenger 2w

    Not the best but I tried!

    The Escape To Happiness

    I grasp your hand with tightness
    for if I lose you my life would be worthless
    my footsteps pound the ground with conviction
    the life we running to is calling us
    so we sprint towards the unknown
    we wont rely on anyone else
    so promise me you wont let go of my hand
    as you let me take the lead
    if I lose you my life wouldn't mean anything

    I grasp his hand with conviction
    while my feet try to keep up with his
    the lantern of hope is a guide to escape the past
    I'll follow him into the depths of the abyss
    for my life is gladly his
    if I lost him I wouldn't be worth anything
    even though to us the future remains unseen
    yet I allow him to lead my heart to our future's scene

    We become as one as we run
    our breaths escape our very lungs
    we can't look back so we hold fast to hope
    as our hands grip one another with a fierce grip
    our hearts beat from the thought of our future
    every step we take leads us closer
    we cant give up now it's right in front of us
    so we pray our bodies can keep up the pace
    as we run towards our happiness

    ©lovesmessenger
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    The Escape To Happiness

    We rush towards the unknown so we can call happiness our own
    ©lovesmessenger