Mirakee
be my rose
B.B.
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tornromantic
16h
Read Morebe the one that makes me cry tears of joy
and sorrow
be my rose and I shall be the buzzing bee
you wish to see
I'll collect your pollen and place the particles
within my own flowering rose chest
I'll be the the one that's flawed and you can
be the flawless
be my withered flower but never pretend you are
nothing more than the perfect one
the way that gravity pulls on you and me,
makes heaven look more reachable
lovely rose, I wish to hold you but the only way
possible is through poetry or prose
so for now i shall keep my heart and my mind
calm, for it may explode
I love you my rosey lover.. for you I'd never
judge the book the present to me, no matter
the cover -
tornromantic
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(just an observation of today)
I couldn't help but notice how the clouds today looked
like jellyfish floating in the air.
as they moved across the blue clear sky, they carried long jellyfish stingers and a joyful attitude.
they give me peace of mind whilst staring at their beauty.
maybe one day civlilation will have to move to the skies, or maybe we will move planets entirely.jellyfish clouds
B.B.
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just like a radio, my heart sings words of lovely tunes to your ears.
the distance will do us dirty but I know from far away you can still hear.
listen for my love and yearn for the touch of thy skin and I shall write you love letters my dear.
I found you alone and empty like a car without a radio and without seats.
now you feel my heart and i feel yours too, together we make the most beautiful sounding beats.
a radio and I are no different because we both love to bring music to your mind.
you were the one soul I went searching for and the one I thought I'd never find
but now here we are together listening to our favorite songs on the radio.. your heart is mine.
(#radioc)a radio is
no different
than my
heart
B.B.
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#overthinkerc
My head lays down on my soft fluffy pillow
at night hoping to sleep.
Instead, my head turns and spins creating
tears, making me weep.
The pages I stare at make me dream for
things in the future that I seek.
I was reckless with my lust, taken advantage
of, my pale face is bleak.
Scared and my heart is in repair but
I’ve done my best and gave all the
happiness I could spare.
how do I ever trust again, after all
of my history.
you were just an empty memory and an
empty promise but a scar on my skin
and within me.
I’ve been overthinking daily trying to
piece the torment inside.
overthinking only makes it harder to hide.
the pain around my heart gets confused with
the pain around yours.
how do I stop overthinking when it’s
the one thing I understand.
how do I tell myself to stop saying I can’t
when I know I can.
overthinking is the worst thing a man makes
me do, please stop my overthinking and
I’ll do my best to trust you..Overthinking the unknown
B.B.
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tornromantic
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The house swayed back and forth between
each groan of disappointment.
Each hole that would form would leave the
poor house crying like the rains from a
hurricane.
So tearful but so angry the house would become.
Like a lion on the hunt for its prey, the house
would stalk every new stranger that entered.
The house grew more and more irritated as
hole after hole formed.
The people inside never cared because she was
a house and no one believed she had feelings.
The house is now alone with no one to shelter
but herself and her new lover.
She is a house but she is proud, because no
matter how many holes people strike into her,
the house will never give up..
(#writingcontest #creativearena)She is a house..
B.B.
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#chainverse #wod
Pain is only a feeling that runs like
blood through our veins-
Veins that feel love, happiness, and anger.
Anger forms from others inflicting pain,
Pain and revenge are a fools game.
Games create sins unholy and perhaps
unforgiving in the minds of Angel's.
Angel's only save those they believe need saving.Angels
B.B.
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She sits alone in a cigaret, cold, smelling garage
thinking about how her entire life has made a thick armored heart in unbreakable skin.
Her pen moves on the paper like waves on a beach as her mind travels her memories like a hurricane on land.
Each direction is almost unpredictable but the aftermath is like a rainbow after a long thunderstorm.
So beautifully created from a dangerous disaster and a mind full of chaos.
Liquor slowly adds calmness to the destruction but it's like adding fuel to the fire.
It'll spread faster and faster till she decides to stand up and put it out.
This liquored hurricane is restless throughout her nights making her days feel slowly progressed and unbearable.
Every day she'll continue to rise from her unrestful slumber to tame the hurricane.a liquored hurricane
B.B.
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in death we do not end..
we travel to the sky as
our bodies begin to shine
and turn into stars upon
the earth's fragile land.
we wait for our return
to the ground but during
our time in the sky, we
truly find the meaning
to life~stars reborn~
©tornromantic
B.B. -
tornromantic
1w
maybe there will be a day where
I can zip up my heart to stop the
blood from pouring out like water
from a faucet.
maybe there will be a day where
I'll finally kiss your sweet coconut
flavored lips and see your hazel
eyes with my dark brown ones.
maybe there will be a day where
my father will stop acting like the
victim when I'm the one carrying all
the weight of the world like a shelf
holding thousands of books.
maybe there will be a day where you
and I make love as the stars above
glimmer even brighter knowing that
our love comes from the heart more
so of our bodies.
maybe there will be a day where I am
finally happy and I've finally made
peace with the demons of my past;
and maybe there will be a day I'll sleep -
tornromantic
1w
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your smile makes my bones feel weak
lately it’s been hard for me to come
back to reality but you’ve helped me
more than you could possibly comprehend.
my love for you soars the sky like clouds
throughout the cold spring night.
so tell me what your heart believes is
true and I’ll give you the truth
because that’s what you deserve, so
that’s what I shall do.
i know i get scared and i feel like i'm falling
but every chance you get i’ll hear my phone
ringing, the sound of you calling.
the reassurance in your voice and your smile
could make me fly miles and miles.
maybe i could fly straight to your home
within your small city..
i wanted to tell you so badly how you looked,
because goddamn you looked so pretty.pretty~
B.B.
©tornromantic
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_itz_all_chaos_
7h
Read MoreSome memories,
Seem so real
That you lcan unge and grab them in the blink,
Often in the middle of days,
My mind takes me floating
In the river of memories that I once lived.
I find myself reliving those very moments,
Making those very conversations.
I find myself accompanied by the people very dear to me
That life had the audacity to flung far away.
I feel the warmth of their hugs
And wholesomeness of their love seeping in thorough me.
But then,
something snaps me out of my reverie.
I usually take a moment or two collect myself back.
Then I find
Either my lips raident with a smile
Or
My eyes moist with tears.
That's what memories doSome memories,
Seem so real
That you lcan unge and grab them in the blink,
Often in the middle of days,
My mind takes me floating
In the river of memories that I once lived.
I find myself reliving those very moments,
Making those very conversations.
I find myself accompanied by the people very dear to me
That life had the audacity to flung far away.
I feel the warmth of their hugs
And wholesomeness of their love seeping in thorough me.
But then,
something snaps me out of my reverie.
I usually take a moment or two collect myself back.
Then I find
Either my lips raident with a smile
Or
My eyes moist with tears.
That's what memories do
©_itz_all_chaos_ -
Knowing something is not going to happen and still clinging and dwelling on the thought with a hope that I might happen is the most shattering kind of poverty which tends to exist where we are emotionally involved.
©suruchimallik -
War
War inside the head untold,
Whispers of demon echoes,
Wrestling with confusions alone;
Wiping tears, wabbly wondering,
Where to go!
Waive negativity, Wail must be stopped now,
Warn the soul.
©_writer_at_heart_ -
renumal_
7h
I am just helping you. You pushed me away, I left .
©renumal_ -
s_sandhu
162w
We all had a person who promise to be together
Bt now we don't even talk to each other
@s_sandhu -
s_sandhu
1d
People say, expectation hurts unless you come across a correct person
@s_sandhu -
s_sandhu
22h
There is a difference between TELLING and TREATING
@s_sandhu -
s_sandhu
7h
Happiness is when you start enjoying your own company
@s_sandhu -
aleesia
7h
Every night, he always told the moon and stars, that he really missed him. To the wind, he recounted all his grievances. To the rain, he always embraced his memories with her. At dusk, he always had a dialogue with his former self.
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psforeva
7h
Read MoreIt's because even in afterlife, I want to be around her aura and vibe, that makes me feel so eclectic. The memories that I have with her are locked away in my heart's treasure chest and everytime I open it, it brings the fuel that ignites the everlasting flame in my heart for her.
I can never deny that!
Have you ever felt the same?
#afterlife #wod @writersnetwork @mirakeeworld @readwriteuniteI want to be buried with the beautiful, fondest and glorious memories that I have had with her!
©psforeva
