mystifier

dreamer. true love exists...so do fairy tales

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  • mystifier 17w

    To you, I never meant as much.


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  • mystifier 17w

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    Where are you?��

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    Fall

    The leaves dried up
    Changing to an orange hue,
    Falling slowly from our tree.
    As I brace myself,
    For the cold that is to be.
    The air is still,
    The clouds hang low,
    Its slowly getting dark.
    I have no idea what to do,
    Yet amidst this chaos of my confusion,
    Amidst the waves of thoughts
    This question keeps coming back to me,
    Relentless like a tide,
    Coming to the shore of my mind,
    And I wonder,

    "Where are you?"

  • mystifier 18w

    Please
    Dont scar
    The very heart
    That beats for you.

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    Please

  • mystifier 20w

    And from your heart,
    Comes forth springs of love;
    That water the garden in mine,
    Such that my roses never wilt
    And I ever confess my undying love for you,
    The beauty of what you planted in me;
    Love, and we will forever be.
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  • mystifier 20w

    "You know how much effort it takes to make someone who really loves you give up on you?" he asked

    "A lot, if they love you very much," she said

    "It seemed so effortless for you."
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  • mystifier 20w

    I thrive in the dreams of tomorrow,
    The smell of mud after rain,
    Fantasies of fairy tales,
    I thrive in my tears washing away the pain.
    I am in love with the stars in the sky,
    And the sunset always sweeps me off my feet,
    I love to walk in light showers and under dark clouds,
    And I am always a fan of the cold breeze.
    I rise with the morning sun,
    And at night, I smile at the moon
    Who caresses me with her moonlight,
    A lunar hug.
    I hate to comb my hair
    Especially when its long,
    I always fancy myself complaining,
    When I find it overgrown.
    Am addicted to the sweetness of hot chocolate,
    With every sip I feel alive,
    I sleep late and wake up even later,
    And leaving my bed in the mornings is always quite a battle.
    I hate to lose,
    But am also aware I can never win each day,
    It never stops me though,
    If it did,
    I would have never won my girl over.
    Oh, and speaking of love,
    I believe in fairy tales and fantasies,
    That happily ever after does exist,
    That forever is just but commitment and love,
    And not what people love to call a myth.
    But I know there is no love without hurt,
    I have felt the emptiness of being broken,
    Left looking at the pieces of your heart,
    Yet somehow in the loneliness,
    You always piece yourself back together,
    As you learn and discover yourself all over.
    You learn how to write,
    How to speak all the words that refuse to come out of the mouth,
    And pen them on paper,
    You make an art out of your emotions,
    Your pen becomes the brush.
    You learn how to do poems as these,
    You learn how much passed you by,
    How much you enjoy your own company,
    How much time you never spent with others.
    You learn to let go, to forgive,
    You grow and learn to wait.
    Wait for that person,
    Who will light that fire once more in you
    And will never leave you cold.
    That person, who is a milion miles away,
    But always in your heart and mind.
    That person who makes you smile and laugh,
    Who ever finds you funny,
    Or maybe she doesn't,
    But it doesnt matter,
    Because to her,
    You are the one.

    And yes,
    I believe in true love.
    ©mystifier

  • mystifier 20w

    And when you sip
    From my cup of poetry,
    You will see all the world has to offer
    A blend of metaphors and imagery,
    All in one beautiful taste.
    ©mystifier

  • mystifier 25w

    I hide behind the veil of my words, afraid of the light that seeks to expose my hollow; hoping that somehow my metaphors fill the void.

    ~mystifier

  • mystifier 25w

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    This is just super random. Feeling sad and down lately��.

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    Maybe one day,
    I wont make you laugh anymore.
    The mention of my name
    Wont make you smile as before.
    I fear deep within me,
    That things will no longer be the same,
    Between us.
    Will you still long for me,
    Wish I could be,
    By your side every single second,
    Minute and hour,
    Of every day, week and year of our
    Lives together?
    Will you still hold dear,
    The promise of forever?
    Maybe you don't know,
    The future is never clear.
    I know I have a broken past
    And am still trying to mend my present,
    All I ask of you,
    Be the needle I need.
    With every stitch
    Lets weave this fabric of love
    Full of beautiful moments,
    Beautiful as you.




    Mystifier

  • mystifier 27w

    "You won't feel cold?" she asked.

    "Naaaah. I'll be good," he replied, giving her his hoodie.

    Guess she did not know how busy she was fanning the fire deep in his soul, the fire that would keep him warm.

    ~mystifier