orchestrated thoughts into stories that unfold into failed attempts at living. the way back home is surrender. along the way, i will wriggle my toes into the dirt and feel the warmth of the sun pulsate through my bones. a sigh of gratitude to seal my being.
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tales unfold in synchronicities but
a selfish pride overlooks it and
from our lips flows bitterness
reflecting
a prejudiced broken mirror and
from its cracks a devil in
the details spills out
tangled up and
bearing claws
conjuring up courage for
self forgiveness
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sword like thoughts but
I have stood on them regardless
bitterness soon encroaches and
such narrates my incapability of letting go
swerving the past and
the future into obliterate stories
my form should melt away;
salvation ensues for rebirth
#writtenriver 3/12 prompt 1338
silent power -when a seed is buried in darkness but comes out majestically transformed to bear more fruits. who knew such darkness holds the essence of the seed to thrust it into light transfigured.
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@RealisticPoetry wars have raged and
you were my peace
your absence was a canister of thirst and
i hold you like a fleeting flower
a glimpse of you and
hatred in thunders of violence would stop
there is a shift (dawn breaks) and
there is your eyes for hope
your breath for anew life
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@RealisticPoetry i have (painfully) stared into the sun stultifying
(tearfully) i have failed to refrain from its scorching glare
pain rearranges everything (ferociously) for survival
(instinctively) to blend into an alloy of beauty
follow me (cautiously) into solitude
(gorgeously) its home
@RealisticPoetry the inner part of me looks on and whispers ´you are brave´. i trust it but takes time to billow on all my insecurites. my eyes see everything as it is, while the mind is stern on fabricating all the reasons to not want to step out of my safe place.
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