Miraquill
Brave
Let her tiptoe through the shadows
Let her stomp along this trail
You led her into darkness
You you set her up to fail
She begged you way too many times
She tried to make demands
You stonewalled her too often
You tried to tie her hands
Now she’s waltzing with the nightfall
Now she’s singing to the stars
How beautifully she wears her pain
How lovely are her scars
You can’t wipe out her spirit
You can’t destroy the brave
She wasn’t meant to be your scapegoat
She isn’t meant to be your slave
©tazmanian_angel
#tiptoe
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tazmanian_angel
103w
Read MoreHold your head high, for you are stronger than you ever knew you could be
#tiptoe #shadows #stomp #trail #dark #darkness #fail #failure #beg #stonewall #handstied #waltz #night #nightfall #sing #stars #beauty #beautiful #pain #scars #spirit #brave #scapegoat #slave14 6
cracking_glass
141w
Read MoreWith a wrap and twist,
I tie the small ribbon around
My ankle, testing the shoe
Against the wooden ground.
Repeating the movements,
I tie the last shoe. I balance
On my toes, doing a small
Turn, then began to dance.
I pirouette here, a few chaines
Toward the door, make a few
More turns, and then finish by
Landing in fourth, smiling true.
Doing a bow, I try to remember
Another routine that I could do,
But a glance in the mirror at
My dad, I knew I was through.
Glaring his way across the room,
He grabbed my arm and said
That I better stop dancing
Or else I’d soon be dead.
I nodded without a second
Thought, and sat to take
The pointe shoes off my feet,
Controlling my trembling shake.
Once he had them in his hand,
He left me in the room,
Wishing my shoes good bye
As I stood in the dark gloom.
The next day, I went to work.
Once I was done, I went and bought
Another pair of ballet shoes,
Knowing my father forgot.
I snuck into the house
And met my father with a bow,
Before heading into my room
To sneak and dance on tip toe.
#tiptoe #dance #goodbyeTip Toe
I pirouette here, a few chaines
Toward the door, make a few
More turns, and then finish by
Landing in fourth, smiling true.
Doing a bow, I try to remember
Another routine that I could do,
But a glance in the mirror at
My dad, I knew I was through.
©cracking_glass2 0
She was
a wild one;
always stumping
on eggshells
that everyone
else tip_ toed
on.13 0
Visitor
Knock, knock, knock
Who's there?
A premonition
Under the ruse of
Hollowness tiptoeing
Like I'm in the bark of a tree
With a woodpecker chipping away at it
How long do I have to escape this trap
Before my house becomes the hollow
Did I hear the knock
Or was it an auditory illusion
Why did it appear to me
Why did I pay attention to it?
Perhaps I was the creator of it
Or was it my mind tricking me?
©randommusings9 0
Tiptoe
You tiptoed into
My life so crowded and plain
And I search no more
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myorange
196w
Remain
I stay
On tiptoe
Remain still
Eyes wide open
I've never been calmer
On the edge
Of a catastrophe
©myorange63 3 3
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utkarshsrivastava123
204w
Read More#mirakee #writers #fantastic #deep #sad #poetry #let #go #see #smile #tiptoe #writerscommunity
@writerscommunity @writersnetwork #sad #love
#lovequotes #lovepoems #quote @instawrites
@facebook #lookathergo #her #cute #cheeks #eyes
#smile #poetry #poet @writers_paradise @mirakeeworld @mirakee
Follow for more!Tic Tac Toe
Look At Her Go
The way she smiles
The way she flows
Don't let her know
There's Tiptoe
Now it's sunny
But then it'll snow
Boys behind her
Three in a row
Look At Her Go
Tic Tac Toe
©utkarshsrivastava12310 0
priya_akc
209w
I will crush the eggshells you throw in my way, expecting I would tip-toe on them.
I'm the wild one. A free bird. Not meant for your little controlling cage.
- Priya Chhabra
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ishubhankar
211w
Read MoreWorthless Writer ~159
Yes, I have moved on
From all the promises
The fake attachment
You held my palm
Balmed my inner qualms
I don’t miss them now
Those feeling don’t make be bow
I have taken footsteps to come out of it
I tiptoed into my new life when,
You urged me to quit
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Tags: @writersnetwork @readwriteunite @mirakeeworld @pen_and_paper @writers_world @unekha @baanee @untold_unheard @thepoetrycommunity @repost @writers_paradise @bleedingsoul_ @repostYes, I have moved on
From all the promises
The fake attachment
You held my palm
Balmed my inner qualms
I don’t miss them now
Those feeling don’t make be bow
I have taken footsteps to come out of it
I tiptoed into my new life when,
You urged me to quit
©ishubhankar15 0
aishwarya7891
272w
Love is one kind of abstraction. And then there are those nights when I sleep alone, when I curl into a pillow that isn't you, when I hear the tiptoe sounds that aren't yours. It's not as if I can conjure you up completely. I must embrace the idea of you instead..
©aishwarya7891
one of my latest pieces of blue hour
art I posted to Instagram and FB. Thank you for this.
I accidentally came across it looking for beautiful words. Instagram.com/photography_by_Bobby_dickey