#gdx_refrains

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  • hallucination 22w

    Silent December

    I love to sit in the silence
    Amidst the bustling crowds
    For when no-one can listen to me
    I can listen to myself....

    I love to sit in the silence
    In the mundane soil's soul
    For its aroma inebriates me
    Into acropetal mannner

    I love to sit in the silence
    In the 3rd floor of the library
    For its easy to get lost
    In the vellichor

    I love to sit in silence
    Under the dancing auroras
    For their music is not
    For everyone to hear...

    I love to sit in silence....
    ©hallucination

  • hallucination 22w

    Shades of brown used-
    Wood brown
    Mahogany
    Cinnamon
    Walnut/ hazelnut
    Rum
    Fawn
    Rust
    Coffee brown
    Leather brown

    #coloursofdec #writersbay #color #wordsnthoughts #gdx_refrains

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    Thank you so much for repost wn ♥️
    Happy new year ✨

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    Brown December

    Brown is the colour of the firewood
    Of the hearth near which a lover plays the mahogany ukelele and sings indie ballads...

    Brown is the colour of the cinnamon and walnut sprinkles over the hazel cookies and rum cakes from the Christmas' kitchen...

    Brown is the colour of the fawn pages
    of old yet incomplete diary that /my rusty pen/ tries to fill with sonnets and verses while I sip the coffee...

    Brown is the colour of the dark chocolates that is distributed to the crowds of children while others roam around wearing the leather overcoats...

    Brown is the colour of the bark
    of the trees that fight lonely against the winter winds and snow ...

    Brown is the colour of December...
    ©hallucination

  • hallucination 23w

    #irecallc #archaic #writersnetwork #wordsnthoughts #gdx_refrains

    And then you wondered where it went to as I reached for you
    But all I felt was shame and you held my lifeless frame.
    ~ all too well (Taylor's Version)

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    I recall the December chills,
    Caliginous sky in the glim
    And cinder near the hearth
    Like a still from an old film

    I recall how my life
    Was merely a lifeless frame
    Till you came and everything
    was shining in your name

    I recall how all the feathers
    Started flying around
    But my heart stopped
    After I heard your flute's sound....
    ©hallucination

  • dory_d 24w

    Refer,

    ¹Mount Nemrut notable for the summit where a number of large statues are erected around what is assumed to be a royal tomb from the 1st century BC. It is one of the highest peaks in the east of the Taurus Mountains.(source: wikipedia)

    ²solitary reaper - poem by William Wordsworth

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    And there's nothin' like a mad woman
    What a shame she went mad
    No one likes a mad woman
    You made her like that.
    ~ Mad Woman, Taylor Swift
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    How would they describe me?

    Who do they think I am?
    Maybe a vellichor
    of a bookmark
    That used to be pretty
    but is now stark

    Who do they think I am?
    Maybe a saviour of
    the limestones
    That were created to
    protect the bones¹

    Who do they think I am?
    Maybe a daydreamer
    once ebbulient
    And now turning
    somnolent

    Who do they think I am?
    A river that'll flow
    along the course
    And never towards
    the lands remorse

    Who do they think I am?
    Maybe fire that will
    keep the hearth warm
    And they could put it off
    Whenever they want

    Who do they think I am ?
    Maybe purple tinted ash
    From the planets' dawn
    Or the cold wind from
    The long lost brawn

    Who do I think I am?
    Soul diving in the elysian
    Melodies of the solitary reaper²
    Preparing for a comeback
    Yes!! Like a Pied Piper
    ©dory_d

  • hallucination 28w

    Pudica - (here) Mimosa pudica , touch me not plant

    #start #wod #ceesreposts #writersnetwork
    #gdx_refrains #wordsnthoughts

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    I stand against the wind
    Watching the hustles
    To make a path through me
    And ask my bones to be broken

    I stand against the wind
    To feel like the pudica
    Trying to remain unknown
    Caressing my own fragility

    I stand against the wind
    To let my voice tint
    But still get to the ears
    And assure me serendipity

    I stand against the wind
    To sail through a storm
    Destructive yet waning
    My eternal ambiguity...

    ©hallucination

  • hallucination 34w

    Do you remember
    you once told me

    That welkin calls for every
    Skeptic bird who has lost
    Her credence

    You know what,
    I found it called
    for me too....

    Do you remember,
    you once told me

    That cosmos paves way
    For the footsteps
    To align themselves?

    You know what,
    I so found
    A way to you too..

    Do you remember
    You once told me?

    That betwixt the Frost's
    'Fire and Ice' you had your
    First terror (end of world)

    You know what,then
    You took away all my
    Nightmares....

    I remember you once told me

    That God doesn't
    Play with dice and
    destiny is so surreal

    I guess you started
    Believing that only
    When I did too....


    ©hallucination


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    I remember you once told me

    That God doesn't
    Play with dice and
    destiny is so surreal

    I guess you started
    Believing that only
    When I did too....
    ©hallucination

  • dory_d 57w

    Where I came from?


    Where do you think I came from?
    Could it be from the glorious past
    Or from the dessicated land
    Of the Ozymandias?

    Where do you think I came from?
    Could it be from the battlefield
    Amidst the broken helmets
    In the trenches?

    Where do you think I came from?
    Could it be from the tropics
    Evergreen and lively
    With the afivauna?

    Where do you think I came from?
    Could it be from the tint of gray
    And the pink-blue sky
    Over the purple ocean?

    Where do I think I came from?
    Maybe from the lake
    Lulled by the lullabies
    Of the faraway hills...
    ©dory_d

    16th April 2021
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    #roots #mirakee #writersnetwork #wod #wordsnthoughts #gdx_refrains
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    Where I Came from?

    Where do I think I came from?
    Maybe from the lake
    Lulled by the lullabies
    Of the faraway hills...
    ©dory_d

  • dory_d 63w

    O fire fire...

    O Fire fire what else can thy flames burn?
    For seems so scurvy, now all those things I used to yearn
    Those doits inferred for the dots by the old man
    And cruel thou wrecked him and his whole plan

    O fire fire what can thee burn of me?
    For thy billows and thy doomed glory
    used to afear me afore;and now I affright naught
    But those yelping lass' voice, I listen; doth thou hearken aught ??


    O fire fire can thee burn the burning glim
    Can thee just not thaw thy own frore heart?
    ©dory_d
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    Refer
    Scurvy-worthless
    Doits- small amount of money
    Billow - waves
    Afore - before
    Naught- nothing
    Lass- (here) daughter
    Hearken- hear
    Aught- anything at all
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    O fire fire...

    Pov- a stranger vagrant observing a burning house...
    Hope it makes sense...
    Posting an old draft- not back yet✨
    ©dory_d

  • dory_d 70w

    I saw her on that red letter day,
    Her eyes were not shimmering
    As they usually did,
    I think she was l o s t....

    She was in a dazzling veil
    Her smile was not that alluring
    As it earlier used to be,
    I think she was l o s t.....

    She was called upon again n again
    She swiftly dint respond,
    as she always did,
    Walls whispered, she was l o s t .....

    But I know she went on a path
    Dark and alone, to find herself
    I know this now
    She is not L O S T...

    ©words_and_thoughts
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    Lost or not?

    But I know she went on a path
    Dark and alone, to find herself
    I know this now
    She is not L O S T...
    ©words_and_thoughts

  • dory_d 107w

    Dawn

    As the sun rises every dawn,
    You have to go on

    Coz you see
    Leaves never return when turned fawn,
    So does the time when gone.

    Coz u see,
    You have to stay strong,
    Till they accept that you won.

    Coz u see,
    You cannot go wrong,
    When others have moved on.


    As the sun rises every dawn