I always wondered why do we actually have to remember our past and ruin our future. We should have a capability of forgetting the bad past and living the present and for the future! It's hard I know, but the memories and the life which we lived pierce our heart into depth when we think about it now. And that's how I created this post.
We always think that our past is something which nobody would ever wanna live and which anyone could ever survive. But that's not true. I realized it now. Indeed it's not, but we actually need a special human to make us realise that. And I got that human now.
Before I met him ,i always thought that I'll never be able to come out of my stupid past and will never be able to live the present. But this human made me realize that nothing in this whole world can stop us from living if we really want to live.
To my dear guardian angel, I know it's hard for you to protect me and yourself at the same time. I know and I can evenly sense the pain you go through. Before you telling me your life story, I thought you are just calming me down for my words. But today I realized that you yourself are playing with your life and then, still protecting me from the world. This write up is written with a heaviest heart and a blurry vision because this wasn't an expected arrival.
You don't know the importance I have given you in this world. In a mere time you have created a beautiful rainbow in my darkest heart. I learned soo many good things from you. From smiling the soul out with the heaviest heart to survive the life with all the happinesss surrounded by us.
Everything and everything is pierced in golden words to my soul, my guradian angel. You will always have the special place in my little heart and believe me I'm writing this post , specifically and only and only for you my love❤️.
You were birthed under skies bloodless and blue child of the starlight with the wild of the forest branded on your skin; the heat of the fire and brimstone bursting through your veins an arrow waits to be let go from the palm of your hands you vow to aim straight and true as it soars past your eyes the wind carrying it beyond mortal sight.
You hold this sand grainy and golden in your fingers watching it float from one shore to the other they talk in hushed voices about your soul and how they want you to tame it, tether yourself to the ordinary; and the ocean howls into the distance and the chaos that is born is silent as you let the waves carry you away.
Low self esteem (four syllables) Too skinny (three syllables) Starving (two syllables) Waif (one syllable) Dying to be thin (five syllables and observation)' - Just2Write
In a teacup dictionary poem the dictionary word is the title. Each following line must define the word, but drops one syllable per line, starting with the first line descending until there is a one syllable word that defines the dictionary word.
The next line, must have the same number of syllables as the dictionary word and makes an observation about the dictionary word or the preceding lines. The poem is usually centered on the page.
The teacup dictionary poem was created by Rose Jones in 2009.