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Chance Meetings
"I believe in chance meetings. So if we part ways, it's not really goodbye, because you take a part of them with you by what they have taught." - myself, out loud
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Influenced and inspired/ By life which transpires/ I am a dash of homegrown insanity:/ A soul claimed by magical mysteries. / Age 26 /
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I now have an account on Wattpad and I am starting to write a story. It's nothing I plan to publish, but I'm enjoying playing around with the cast I'm creating.
My account name is unofficialTrailmix
My story is called I Think I'm Crazy (For You)
Just in case my followers wanted to stalk me in other ways, too... ;)
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Thoughts in a Car
I sit in cars with my legs spread far apart.
Sometimes I privately touch myself just to feel important--
Letting myself know I deserve some positive feedback for my good behavior on this trip.
Last night I had a dream I put a ____ in my mouth.
You know what I mean, I'm sure.
It was a wonderful dream, full of warmth and pleasure.
I wish I was a man. The only reason is because I know if girls exist with brains like me, I would be able to satisfy their sexual needs.
I'm always thirsting for pain, for someone's ____ to suck, and to be choked and in restraints.
No man ever wants me. But if I were a man, I'd want every girl around me that shares my desires.
Not for just pleasure (I myself would rather feel pain).
But to help us all finally cope with our trauma and feel safe, instead of tremble in the arms of someone who lied every time they said "I love you."
Every car ride, my legs are spread, and I think back to my abuser who was as bold as me when it came to sex.
I would reach over and touch them until they couldn't stand it anymore and would beg me to pull over so we could finish what I started. They were the only person I was ever with, and they blossomed within me an unholy desire for More than what anyone else can fathom.
Only those who are broken understand the importance of breaking again;
I just need someone to help rearrange the pieces when they're done.
I need to be royally and savagely fucked.
And if I'm not a man, then how can I do this without being seen as a desperate whore? No one understands.
So therefore, my abuser has been my only partner.
Sometimes, I think of going back. A one-way ticket to hell just to taste the fear and pain all over again.
Other times, I think of dying. Because I know I'd be the most amazing lover and gentleman, if that is who I could become. But instead, I'm just seen as a naive child, because I don't tell anyone what's really in my head.
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Boil And Drown
This day has been filled with kisses and awe,
Things I have witnessed from my place afar:
In the same room but I'm miles away,
I watch the couples who are blessed to be sane;
While they laugh and drink and smile and tease,
I stare like a magnifying glass; everyone, I read.
There are the young and the old, the bold and the dumb,
And I stand as a source of darkness and rage;
A pot left on the kitchen stove to boil over and burn.
So badly I wish to steal away a fighting woman;.
So badly I wish to grab a man and put my mouth between his legs:
So badly do I wish, that there are many things I am willing to risk--
All for the hope of going home at night with someone waiting to give me a kiss-
Even if one day they wait for me with handcuffs,
And I am put immediately under arrest--
At least I will have been able to love the one I gently undressed.
But for now, I sit and boil over in the heat of my own thirsty fire--
And no one can hear me screaming,
Due to the laughter, which drowns and surrounds me.
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Stuffing
I stuffed the darkness far away,
Like cramming my own skeleton in a cage.
But my skeleton, my shadow, my solely, my soul--
Once he is triggered, we thirst as a whole.
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Finding A Common Thread
It was as if gold fell into his lap;
(That is the simile I must use,
If you wish to nod and say "I understand, too")
It was as if a wild animal came over to his feet;
(That is to say,
Something wild and unseen wished to be claimed)
It was as if he woke up one morning and wasn't cold;
(Just like you,
He longs for warmth in the form of blood)
It was as if the fog ebbed away to reveal to him the stars;
(Tired eyes in the dark,
Until at last, a gathering light);
It was as if a stranger reached out and took his hand--
-- perhaps now, you understand.
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Elemental Allegory
My body is like the mountain;
At a glance, so full of beauty,
But within, so full of strength.
Within me hides constricting vines,
So you'd better stay away or hide.
My head is like the ocean;
My thoughts as fierce as every wave.
Ideas and theories, fears and worries;
They take the form of fish and morays--
The shark, my inmost-self in allegory.
My heart is like the desert:
I am full of fire, which lives inside me;
My passions create the person you see.
I've burned to bones my past and enemies;
There is no one I recall left to talk ill of me.
My soul is like the sky:
My eyes are always lifted,
Not in prayer but in practice,
On how to leave my body in my sleep
And soar in spirit through my dreams.
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Who Am I?
Influenced and inspired
By life which transpires,
I am a dash of homegrown insanity:
My soul claimed by magical mysteries.
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Live And Learn
Before you learn to live,
You must first live and learn;
This means embracing the bad
And reflecting on mistakes:
Don't fight against the bad times,
But figure out why you felt those ways;
From that you can weed out the things you distaste,
And instead find ways to compensate:
Through music or sand or the clouds in the sky:
The painter never painted until he tried.
Don't ask yourself the metaphorical, bothersome Why:
Tell yourself "let's do it this way this time".
Life takes practice and learning through fault.
But never tell yourself that you give up;
Never tell yourself you can't, or you won't.
That's as bad as walking backwards,
Or giving up the fight on your definition of life.
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My Eyes
As I looked up into my reflection,
My eyes reflected piercingly back:
I saw a lot of things I have done,
And a lot of things I never did.
"There is so much more to me than this,"
I told myself then,
And have continued to reminisce.
Now I start my journey all over again;
From the path I took I turn to leave,
Discarding my old eyes to rot in the sink,
My feet carrying me wherever my heart leads--
A smile and a backpack is all that I wear
As the world collapses all around me in a fit of despair.
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He will be executed today,
for enchanting her heart,
for being her lover in the dark,
for kissing her in the night.
But he doesn't fear
and at death's door
he just want to be able
give her one last kiss
before passing away
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Paracosm
Can't you see I'm insane?
My mind runs wild like an erratic train.
It escapes realities pain.
Welcome to my twisted reign.
Here I am, the immortal.
Is craving life so abnormal?
To live reality brings withdrawal.
In Althuria I can sparkle.
Because Earth brings a dull grey,
Where nothing can live and fades away.
In my imaginary world I can play all day.
So now, for the rest of my days, I shall stay.
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Fetish
I like to be whipped
It's strange to say aloud
As if I'm some bambling drug addict
I'm starting to feel proud
How indecorous of me
To have a secret fetish
Which should never be set free
It lies within the crevice
I keep it hushed beneath a whisper
Beneath my silk underwear
My sexuality wild as a river
Here lies my open love affair
And even though you're kinky too
We must act disgusted
Because this scandalous act should never be on view
So now I will pretend that I am corrupted
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Psychopath
Diamond eyes and a plastic smile,
Cold as stone but beautifully worthwhile.
His fragmented vision of ebullience,
Almost practically pulseless.
Though sometimes a hint of passion cascades
Through his brilliantly robotic frames.
The metal grip he once used to constrain me
Transformed to a gentle, caressed sensuality.
Like butterfly wings he'd pin be down,
Keep me in a jar, adorn with a crown.
A prize, a beauty and all his to own,
From my ebony hair down to my bone.
The glory soon fades to the horrible truth-
I was never a princess under this roof.
Simply a toy to keep you entertained,
And here in this cage I am chained.
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Circus
My head spins like a merry-go-round-
Wandering, lost in a fairground.
Gagged with cotten-candy,
Sweet but deadly.
The chimes of innocent rhymes
Echo in my abused mind
Even after my bedtime-
They can never be left behind.
I don't mean for confusion,
But this is all an illusion.
For the circus doesn't exist.
I just needed to be kissed.
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Song "
And I erased the song
We used to humm together
You always stopped at one point
From where you loved to listen my cranky voice
And I erased the song
Which used to be on top of our playlist
Everytime when I play songs
Somehow my ears forgot to listen that particular song
And I erased the song
Last night when I woke up in shock
I was in motel on my way back to be an old ink
From the next door some knocks humming that same song
And I erased the song
Unaware of chords and deaf to high/low tones
Lyrics were just our tangled hands
Handicapped is now title of that music beats
And I erased the song
Coughing my syllabary every night
Laying next to crumpled hope to see love's sight
Lost somewhere, it's holding map of aches
And I erased the song
I once wrote to make your heart remember me
When I came across the song I wanna write you a song
Now my book is saying she was drunk so she allowed to be scribbled by me
And I erased the song
Still my finger dances on blank pages
They are tend to type your name along with love's phrases
Let me promise I won't carry blank pages anymore
And I erased the song
By calling out same name and same things million times
You were deaf and my voice used to echo
Yet your heart walked away and my voice cried to be shut
And I erased the song
But
But whenever I look in the mirror it is being recreated
By my sweat and scent
By my weak eyes and spectacles
By my dry skin and moisturizer I applied
By wet hair and cold breeze
By lips and the mole of my chin
By noxious anger and broken hope
By words I scribbled and at the end your name I doddled "
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I am ashamed
I am ashamed of what I have become.
A man once happy and full of hope broken beyond fathom. I loved and held that which I loved so close and tight. And yet it's all gone like a dying light. I have become empty and jaded and can't see a reason to live through this sorrow. Do you think I will be missed tomorrow? When the pool of crimson shine while I lie still? I am ashamed of who I am. I found the answer to my prayers. And she was my everything. Less than a few hours and she changed my view. And while I blame her not she is gone and left me here without a clue. How do I live when their is no reason. Where to I find hope when their is no person. How do i see when she gave me sight. Why and I left in this blight. I am ashamed of what I must do. But to live without you has me broken like a shattered plate without glue.
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You were tipsy after a few glasses of wine, near the fireplace you sat, as I watch you cradle your tears, I knew you were more than just a pretty smile.
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Mission:
As suggested by fellow Mirakeen @lyrical_thoughts *a silent moment of appreciation* this will be a phrase prompt challenge. Of course, I've put my own spin on it, which is that in the comment section, after you type "Mission Accepted," I will give you an original, randomly chosen phrase/sentence to fuse into your creative piece. Everyone will get a different phrase that they MUST use.
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~use the tags #bluepup & #blue_LT_01 (Lt stands for lyrical_thoughts)
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Greetings and salutations to all of you marvelously, majestic, magical Mirakeeans!! Little bit of alliteration for ya right there. ��
I hope everybody had a wonderful weekend. I got to attend a Masquerade Ball at my handsome hubby's place of employment, where we were regaled with the delightful sounds of the local symphony orchestra. ��������
Due to my physical health and the fact that I'm a homebody by nature, we don't get out all that much, so it was fun to get all dressed up and head out with my best guy. Such an enchanting evening it was, that I was led to the following idea for Monday's challenge. It's still early Sunday evening for me, here in the southeastern U.S., but I know that it's already Monday for many of you, so I figured I'd forge ahead. ��
CHALLENGE RULES: You are to write a magical tale of enchantment (can be a short story or a poem, not a really short piece or a quote). This should be a positive/happy piece (and rated PG please, as far as words and image), that leaves the reader feeling dazzled, mesmerized and spellbound. Posts must be written in English please.
HASHTAG INFO: Please be sure to include the #ceesmonmagic hashtag in your caption area (be sure to spell correctly) so that I can easily find your submission.
IMAGE INFO: An image isn't mandatory for this challenge, but it is preferable. Something dazzling and of course magical would be particularly wonderful (and again a reminder to keep it PG please).
DURATION: This is posting at approximately 7:30 pm (eastern standard time), and will run for approximately 24 hours. The challenge is over when I mark it as 'closed' in the image and caption areas.
*SIDE NOTE: Members who aren't actually participating in the challenges have started using the hashtags, so to save on my time and frustration levels, I'd really appreciate it if you could MENTION THAT YOU'RE PARTICIPATING IN THE CHALLENGE. Sometimes it's hard to tell whether it's an actual challenge piece or not, and I certainly don't want to overlook anyone. Thank you. ����
Happy, magical writing everyone!
@laughing_soul @meera_patel6902 @i2rhyme
#writersnetwork #mirakee #challenge #magic #enchantment #thisonesjustformeera ��*CHALLENGE CLOSED*
Today's challenge: Magical Words Monday.
Please see the caption for full details and read carefully.
