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Be proud of all the pain that you survived,Because your book will never be the best-selling book of all time without it!Anne©anne_verse
I never thought beginnings would be ugly,I never thought I would need to gasp for air,Bleed profusely, carry these scars while healing wounds after wounds,I always imagined beginnings as colorful,Loud, filled with laughter, filled with smiles.I always imagined it to be a night full of stars,Summers of chilling in the afternoon breeze, watching the sunset on my porch with a glass of wine on my right hand Dancing in the dark with loved ones,Bone fire and stories with friends,Sparkles, shimmering and glittering,Oh, I always daydream of those days,Of those good times to come and say lets do this!But, I realized that beginnings present itself as boring! Empty! Scary! and deadly!It exhaust you with it's pile of frustration,Layers of failures, heartbreaks and disappointments.It will leave you with no choice but life or death,It will let you understand death on its purest,It will let you appreciate little things both ugly and beautiful.It will let you see it's very purpose.Anne©anne_verse
Under the blanket of the night sky,The little sparkles of hope scattered in the darkness,Illuminated my cold night.It all began with one tug of why,Then trailed into an echo of uncertainties of what ifs, the surge of emotions gathered, drowning my logic of reality. It clouded my vision and brought me to the black hole of truth.The truth of pain and misery that's been there all along, that I cant escape, I cant hide from and run away from it. Yes, it is there, It exists,It calls itself uninvited,It traps you,.confuses you,But it gives you choice So, what is your choice?Anne©anne_verse
I pray that you'd finally feel the warmth of the morning sun hugging your skin, More than the coldness of death in your soul,I pray you'd finally wake up loving the huesMore than the intensity of your bluesMy dear!I hope you'd finally feel the love of lifePresenting itself in every beat of your heartLove! I hope you'd finally see your smile more than the strifeI hope this time you'd treasure the lessons and not your hurtsThis time my dear, I pray that you'd grow more into loving yourselfThis time, you'd see more of your self worthMore than others worthThis time, you'd blossom not only in spring time but with resilience your beauty sparkles in winter timeThis time you can walk Freely, strong and more beautiful all by yourself.My dear this time! Is your time!Anne
I hate the way I love YouYou both fire and ice!So sharp!So strong!Hot and coldI would take them allI hate the way you love meIt is all or nothing!It is life or death!Painful!And peaceI hate myself for loving youThe way I crave your presenceThat leaves me breathless,Engaged, and useless!The way I hate your presenceMakes me wander into space!If this isn't Love!What else could it be.If this is what it takes to feel loved What else could it be?Should it be tasteless?Should it be nonsense!Should it drive me crazy?Or should it makes me sane?Tell me Love,Could this be Love?Anne©anne_verse
There were days I gritted my teeth, closed my eyes, held my tears and swallowed the bitter pill, knowing that I'll have do it again and again.....Still I'm hoping to savor other tastes but this.Anne©anne_verse
I know you want to hide from your pain,From your past,From your nightmaresFrom your flawsFrom your imperfectionsI know you want to hide them from me too,But I love you along with it, you are a package!I know I cannot handle it cause I have mine too!But together we can,Because we know someone who can take all of them In fact, He already did 2000 years agoAnd a promise of a life time, of peace,Freedom!Turn our mourning into dancingFind beauty in our ashes!And made us whole again©anne_verse
I want to have that moment,Where we just hold each other then hear each others heartbeat and feel each others presence for a long time.Anne©anne_verse
What did you do today my love?Asked the brain." Survived" replied the heart as she looked away from brain timidly.She was exhausted beating yet, what was she to do? She is designed for it, to keep everyone alive. Yet somehow she questions her role in the body, she questions her identity as the most important part of the body. Can she just rest for a second? Just a second of her own time. But she knows it is imposible she has to move on, she has to take every beat seriously, dutifully. Hoping one day she would beat the drum again joyfully."Hang in there, one day we will", said the brain feeling the heart's frustration.Anne©anne_verse
They both understand their stand as lovers thats why they chose to let each other's go. Even if they know they are better for each other, they really treasure each other their decision to not stay is the best for both of them. Maybe not this time, not today.Anne©anne_verse
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On her 30th birthday, Ki woke up a little late and before her even realising it, she was standing next to the oldest closet in her room. She carefully opened it and pulled out a yellow diary. She smiled brightly while flipping through the pages as it reminded her of ....
In my mind, it's the inevitableI cannot escape my own tragic thoughtsI am weak and I have no powerI live in a constant state of worryIt's something I can't shut offI pray when things take a turn for the worseI am ashamed to be this wayI wish I could just shut off all my emotions.©chailatte86
Innocent Wolf, you've only started baring your teeth to show the strength you've gathered over the years, in your past you let them walk over you, but the future shows promise. They call you ferocious, but you still hold true to your Innocence & Love, they will never understand that you had to become feared to survive. I know that you've stored your anger up because you were afraid to unleash it upon the innocent and even to those who deserve nothing less. You sit in the silence, it's where you feel at peace, who could blame you for wanting such serenity?©chailatte86
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Down is where I've found myself So small for such a great fall Head to my heel unable to continuously dealThis world relentlessly continues to leave scars I alone am unable to heal In the far I hear my fathers call one not expected after my ungraceful filled fall I on my own so broken and wiry from the destruction that was all my own and only rightfully so for me alone to take the fallMy fathers call now grows more near On my knees now I begin my crawl Once left lost and broken from my fearful fall As I seek, I understand I am anything but weak at all Too many lies of deceit I've allowed the enemy to manipulate and lay at my feetNothing to fear at all The more I seek his name and the louder the callTo my feet hes given me more than strength And shown me all the devil's tempting spells we drink Some of us are stuck walking the plank because the devils got us twisted in the way we thinkMy savior has saved me from this worldy based flesh that has left me broken and deceived causing me too many lies to be cashed in at the bank I've been made new I'm born again My head will never lie at my own heel ever again I've been shown all that is real and been given knowledge of my king's will Words cant express just how good the spirit will make you feel better than any man made pill designed only to kill See my heel was made to smash your head satan How can I make it any more blatant I'm no victim ! I have a purpose greater than any enemy set out to steal You weekend coward you are no match for my fathers power My God is greater and no weapon formed against me and mine will prosper .Your times dried up I'm taken my rightful stand with my Gods perfect will and plan . See your words weaker than quick sand and my Gods foundation is on strong land . Satan you've no place left to stand so I'm making my demand Stay clear of me and mine and our sacred land. See Gods got me right by the hand and hes shown me all that I am and just how I'll land .©ashleynicole1990
Blazing the flames burned deepInto the heavens and the world aboutI saw arms reaching upward, fingers graspingWhere the last drops of air could be found.I heard the rush of waters flooding the gates of lifeAnd floating bodies come with the tidesI cried, weeped the anguish of souls lostThe delicate balance of existence goneWithin the plumes of smoke that filled horizons.There was silence....Long empty cycles of nothingThat flowed nowhere and ended everywhereDays withered away, drawn upon the decayThat was gathered around every stepI longed another face, a voiceEven the chirp of a bird..but nothingThat long abandoned apron of deathThat had hinged the core of lifeAnd gutted it out like a surgeon. I longed the green of grass, the blue of skyBut burnt crisp embers smoulderning to findSome form of what was, that again i couldPurhaps fathum, touch...ah but to feel.I screamed into the heavens, waged my warCursed , roared my logic against himCalling my demands to know whyWhy........just a simple why.To have destroyed the worldTo have laid all others to deathAnd left me here, alone.I no greater than they, no wiser, no purierThen i realized...i was in hell.Alisdaire O'Caoimph Ugghh..i dont really care for it...its missing something...maybe alot..anyhoos...i will comeback to it.©alisdaire_ocaoimph
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The narcissistic Cleopatra
The land of sand is full of mysteryWritten in golden letters in the book of historyLocated on the banks of river Nile. It's mystery has spread over miles. The last queen of Macedonian dynasty, shouldn't be criticized beeing too hasty. Her flawless beauty is known for ages, trapping the heart of Romans, in her warm and cozy cages, conquering the world, with her elegant and cunning smile, converting love into a deadly vile. Caeser and Cleopatra did great romance. The intention of Cleopatrawas one and only financeAnthony's love was one sided, though he was wicked and narrow minded. Anthony's famous conspiracydeceived Ceasar leading to a tragic death. The great play still holds everyone's breathCleopatra fell into Anthony's love trap, covered with an evil unbreakable wrap. Then came Octavious Ceasarwith full force. Keeping his head up andridding a burning horse The spirit of vengeancekeep uplifting his mind and witts, punishing Anthony for his brutal deeds. Cleopatra couldn't resist her grief Ultimately committed suicide, clarifying all her sorrows and miserieswithin a lecture which is brief. The ravages of love and war spares no one, providing a severe rampage to everyone©lost_introvert
I've secretly pocketed the moment.The ephemeral monochrome night.A keepsake for a pitch-black night like this.For I knew someday when you leave,I'd know where to find you;the beauty of your moon lit face,the fragrant monochrome memories.©oliviah
"It'll be dark soon", they tried to scare me. Little did they know that I can handle darkness more eathly than I handle the light.-kusum
If God really has plans,if there’s really somebody that is meant for each of us,if your coming and leaving is really for my own good,then I am grateful beyond words. If the tiptoes of your goodbye means a grandiose coming of someone, then I’m glad that you left.But not tonight.Not today. Not yet.
For my uncle, my mother’s brother.
Galician in a dead village
Stroll the tumbling wave,Of broken flagstones,Pass raised brawny arms,Of eucalyptus.Silver burst of breath,Leading,Geese a shot arrow,In misty skies,Drifting to hit its mark.In the land of paella,And jamón.The Galician spends the winter,In the valley,Deep in the mountains,Lost to the modern world.Strewn with abandoned villages,An isolation of ghosts,The silence of green wild,Etches the surface of his face,His poem of acceptance.In the villages,Memories dwell in homes,The fleshy bodies escaping,To cities or dead.All, but his own.A widower who reminisces,On joys and sorrows,And prays against a deathThat’s yet to come,May it take him first.If he were to die right now,Would he notice?Walking as he does in the present,Accompanied by a long past,Leading him to the end of the world.©johnnyshakti