Love is being asked if you'd like to come too
Then not resenting your reply of a "no",
Because they know the "no" is for them,
Not for you.
Love is in "that space".
In the gaps. In the seconds.
Love is that kind pause in between the question and the answer...
©raindropsoncacti
raindropsoncacti
Lighthouses don't go running all over islands looking for boats to save. They just stand there. Shining.
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"Belonging"
Somewhere along the lines
The meaning of "belonging" was misunderstood.
It shifted to "belongs to"...
Ownership.
Control.
Possession.
"Belonging" never meant to shift this way.
It only ever meant "to fit in a place".
Accepted.
Embraced.
Loved.
If I ever say you belong to me,
And I to you,
Know I mean it the kindest way.
The authentic way.
The second way.
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Parts
Sometimes you feel like
You're carrying your soul around
In a bag full of misshaped pieces...
Not a whole person,
Merely fragments of a soul,
Mixed up and disheveled.
Parts.
Like when a mirror comes crashing down
You no longer see a mirror.
You see slivers. You see shards.
You see an irreparable pile.
A total loss of its wholeness.
Parts.
Yet a person from the outside,
On discovery of what you call a "mess",
Would not call it a pile of broken glass.
They'd say "what happened to the mirror?"
Not "what's with all these parts?"
Just because you might feel incomplete
Don't limit your self view.
You're full of potential.
You're so much more.
Than just "parts"...
©raindropsoncacti -
Every Song
Can't float away, can't sing
can't even hear tonight.
All the music,
All the scores of beauty,
Simply aren't hitting the same way.
Can't speak, can't write.
Can't move my blanket, or my eyelids.
Can't even unfurl my limbs.
Feels like as swiftly as it came
It's suddenly slipping away, in a day.
Can't answer questions simple,
I'm back to blank stares and nothings.
Finding in the middle distance
A landscape of things
I've surely done wrong.
I've sobbed since sunset. Still am now.
So there's nothing but white-noise
In every lyric, and every note, so much so,
That tonight I cannot call a single piece playing "a song"...
©raindropsoncacti -
Jade Child
Pale new jade hue,
Between the amber of the sun's setting,
And the azure above...
It's in that delicate, palest green,
That almost almost not-a-colour verdigris,
That an 8 year old girl's wish
Still sits,
Still stirs from time to time,
Still has faith and trust that resides
In the shimmer between the ombre, frilly cake layers of sky.
The colour lasts mere seconds a day,
But the child within is eternally there, and she is patient...
©raindropsoncacti -
If you could bottle crystalline limerence
In its purest form
We'd all be as drunk as Queen Mab
On stolen fresh milk and the sweetest honey...
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It's in the gaps,
The spaces raw,
In parts not trying
That I'll notice
So much more...
In an imperfection
I'll see the authentic person.
In this raucous world
I'll hear their subtle score.
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Sun Songs
Sometimes...
A song will feel like pure, unadulterated sunshine.
It'll permeate right through.
Under your superficial skin..
Flow into your veins...
Make you glow...
Make you smile...
Make you feel like you haven't for a while.
Find songs that feel like sunshine.
Find people that feel like sun songs.
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Roar
The only sound in this moment
Is the ocean's mighty roar.
It overbears every other sense in the night.
Yet as I stand here bare
Facing the sea
It's outdone by one of my own.
Not from my lungs,
But from my heart.
For the first time
In over three thousand high-tides on Earth
A roar surges within myself.
Mine is greater than even the ocean's.
Mine has returned and feels
Destined not to ebb ever again.
There's a fateful flow
And I am ready...
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Unabsolved
Sometimes it is kinder
Rather than to provide absolution
To deprive a wrongdoer of such
Not in spite, not in rage,
But rather, as a gift;
That by refraining to cleanse and wash away their ills
That they instead must retain them
Look inside
And use it as an opportunity to reflect
Develop and grow,
And maybe, just maybe,
Even start to heal themselves,
Through your act of "non-forgiveness"...
©raindropsoncacti
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iam_ssk 81w
She Was A Thundering Cloud
Which Seldom Rained
But Here Now,
Was The Rain
With No Thunder
As It's Warning.
©iam_ssk.
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Life asked death, "why do people love me and hate you??"
Death replied, "Because you are a beautiful lie and I'm a painful truth." -
You were my ocean. The depth I was willing to go.
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Fade
Are we to be blissful arrogance?
Yearning for the things out of reach
Holding onto life, that burns so intensely
Like the stars in their purified glory
Destined to fade away
R.S
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potatoo 64w
I believed in us.
You're the stars to my moon,
Without you I'd never had bloomed
My mind still envisages meeting you
Oh my heart still speaks of you.
As Robert Frost tells us
"Nothing gold can stay"
That's what you're, pure gold.
But still I can't forget you, I can't let you go.
I... don't feel free...
I used to hope our story would never end.
The way I've lost you,
Right now that's what I'm feeling
and sometimes it gets hard even to breathe, even to open my eyes, but I could only wish dying was that easy.
For the first time in a long time, I started loving myself because of you, but now I hate myself as much as I miss you.
But maybe tomorrow,
I'll feel better in the morning.
Cause if I don't, I have no idea what will I do.
#writersnetwork @writersnetwork
@mirakee #podI believed in us.
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stonex 64w
When I look out of my window, i feel
That I'm watching a movie of my life.
Wild and fresh countryside, welcomed by the early spring;
Cherry flowers in full bloom;
Children running around in evening as the sun sets;
And the starry night that illuminates the dark sky;
And me hem around my loved ones for
Midnight story with a dimly lighted
Kerosene lamp laid that bless the shanty yet warm home.
Sheltered in love alone.......
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a_gentilischi 69w
This is my first POD. I'm dizzy with happiness.
Thank you so much for the repost @writersnetwork and @mirakee . I'm honoured.
Also thanks to everyone, for their feedback and support.
A special shout out to @jerry_21 for unknowingly being an amazing inspiration
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This is a story of endings.
Death
Destruction
Dreadfull carnage
Dying flames embrace
Dessicated metropolis
Desolation rings, as the death bells toll
Damask of burnt dreams, amidst the knoll
Rage
Ruination, of a
Ravaged nation
Ruined to memories. Once
Ripe with greed and sin and hatred
Redolent with the stench of humanity
Ruminated in my firery embers till cleansed
Ash
All around
A darkened sky
Adorned with death.
A mindlessly cruel crusade's
Ascension to so-called glory
Abridged to a blood bath for all
Gore
Guzzled flesh
Greed, this is not
Great revenge, it should be
Gazing upon smoking wasteland
Gaunt pyres for the killers of my kin
Gone are they, bequeathing legacy of grief
Once
On river banks
Obscure among clouds
Overwhelming love, I knew
Open wings of a mate and brood
Orchestra of gentle grunts, affectionate purrs
Oblivious of the omens, of an impending oblivion
Now
No more killers.
None, except me.
Night embraces dawn
No more dragons roam
Nymphs of fire dance around me
Nuturing the flames that I bathe in. Breath in.
2021.01.19
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@writersnetwork
#thoughts #time #stories #life #death
#wnreagentThe last dragon
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