Submissions by Liziantus-Marantus (Ivelina Boneva)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
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SELF POEM
Published
9th Apr 2025 10:57am
9th Apr 2025 10:57am
No Path
I was walking down a grassy path.
The sign told me,go on and you'll escape its wrath.
The sign led me to a path far away.
The people told me,follow it,and your woes will go away.
As I kept walking,flowers grew.
Birds flew and sun is anew.
Yet ,something felt odd about this path.
Was it the right choice?
And did I escape pain and all its wrath?
The flowers were colorful.
And the birds were wild,free.
The rabbits were happy.
But somehow,it wasn't for me.
As I was halfway through that path.
I felt the...
The sign told me,go on and you'll escape its wrath.
The sign led me to a path far away.
The people told me,follow it,and your woes will go away.
As I kept walking,flowers grew.
Birds flew and sun is anew.
Yet ,something felt odd about this path.
Was it the right choice?
And did I escape pain and all its wrath?
The flowers were colorful.
And the birds were wild,free.
The rabbits were happy.
But somehow,it wasn't for me.
As I was halfway through that path.
I felt the...
#dark
#despair
#hope
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FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
8th Apr 2025 10:58am
8th Apr 2025 10:58am
Sacrifice Or Gift?
The difference between a sacrifice and a gift.
Is that one of them could end up fire lit.
A gift is something you give out of kindness.
Something you put a lot of thought onto.
And something that can come late.
But once you see the joy on their faces,you can both relate.
A gift is handled and made with care.
And it has a red ribbon,very fair.
A sacrifice is like cutting your own hair.
And they say hair holds memories.
It's like cutting off a memory you held onto.
And doing something you might later regret.
...
Is that one of them could end up fire lit.
A gift is something you give out of kindness.
Something you put a lot of thought onto.
And something that can come late.
But once you see the joy on their faces,you can both relate.
A gift is handled and made with care.
And it has a red ribbon,very fair.
A sacrifice is like cutting your own hair.
And they say hair holds memories.
It's like cutting off a memory you held onto.
And doing something you might later regret.
...
#dark
#hope
#uplifting
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FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
7th Apr 2025 10:59am
7th Apr 2025 10:59am
Memories
It was almost buried in the sand.
I remember the sunny sky and his hand.
It feels like I took so many things for granted.
All the memories I had above.
I was a kid and had almost all I wanted.
And yearned for the things I never had.
Like he smell of sand in the air.
And my long,dark brown hair.
I remember just having fun.
No stress,and no need to run.
But sometimes,you don't miss something until you lose it.
If only I could be a kid once again.
I would feel better than a changed man.
I remember the way we...
I remember the sunny sky and his hand.
It feels like I took so many things for granted.
All the memories I had above.
I was a kid and had almost all I wanted.
And yearned for the things I never had.
Like he smell of sand in the air.
And my long,dark brown hair.
I remember just having fun.
No stress,and no need to run.
But sometimes,you don't miss something until you lose it.
If only I could be a kid once again.
I would feel better than a changed man.
I remember the way we...
#hope
#memorial
#nostalgia #uplifting
#nostalgia #uplifting
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FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
5th Apr 2025 10:58am
5th Apr 2025 10:58am
Power Of Hate
Hate is certainly a strong emotion.
It doesn't take much effort,but devotion.
It's like you are going through the motions.
And a black mist blinds you.
It doesn't let you think straight.
And it's easy for it to find you.
Maybe it's like a dark cloud in the sky.
That can spread,no matter how or why.
Maybe a black mask,facade.
To something so much deeper.
Maybe it's our demons.
Dark instead of covered in glitter.
The taste of hate is strong and bitter.
It can be hard to shake it off.
It feels like...
It doesn't take much effort,but devotion.
It's like you are going through the motions.
And a black mist blinds you.
It doesn't let you think straight.
And it's easy for it to find you.
Maybe it's like a dark cloud in the sky.
That can spread,no matter how or why.
Maybe a black mask,facade.
To something so much deeper.
Maybe it's our demons.
Dark instead of covered in glitter.
The taste of hate is strong and bitter.
It can be hard to shake it off.
It feels like...
#anger
#dark
#frustration #hate
#frustration #hate
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FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
4th Apr 2025 11:15am
4th Apr 2025 11:15am
The Perfect World
Can you imagine a world with butterflies?
A world empty of pretty lies?
With light blue,sparkly skies?
Could you imagine the ground we stand?
Where justice and happiness defend?
A world empty of sadness or woe.
And empty of war and foe.
Where wind sways and flowers grow.
And there is one thing that everybody know.
A world where everything is bright and happy.
Maybe even wholesome or sappy.
A world where nobody cries.
Where sadness dies.
Nobody feels lonely and nobody denies.
Maybe a world of sunshine...
A world empty of pretty lies?
With light blue,sparkly skies?
Could you imagine the ground we stand?
Where justice and happiness defend?
A world empty of sadness or woe.
And empty of war and foe.
Where wind sways and flowers grow.
And there is one thing that everybody know.
A world where everything is bright and happy.
Maybe even wholesome or sappy.
A world where nobody cries.
Where sadness dies.
Nobody feels lonely and nobody denies.
Maybe a world of sunshine...
#hope
#motivational
#uplifting
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FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
3rd Apr 2025 11:05am
3rd Apr 2025 11:05am
Playing The Piano
The piano's keys made a noise.
That sounded like a lullaby,a voice.
As the hand went through the piano.
And it played their own song.
The melody was serene.
Peaceful,and very long.
Everyone clapped as they began to play.
Everybody listened and began to sway.
May I play with you,if I may?
Or hear your song someday?
Figures began to dance in your mind.
Your stress disappear as you unwind.
And the music became images,illusions.
Real,or in your head.
They become stories,that people will tell when you are...
That sounded like a lullaby,a voice.
As the hand went through the piano.
And it played their own song.
The melody was serene.
Peaceful,and very long.
Everyone clapped as they began to play.
Everybody listened and began to sway.
May I play with you,if I may?
Or hear your song someday?
Figures began to dance in your mind.
Your stress disappear as you unwind.
And the music became images,illusions.
Real,or in your head.
They become stories,that people will tell when you are...
#dance
#happiness
#hope
#music
#uplifting
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LOVE POEM
Published
31st Mar 2025 10:57am
31st Mar 2025 10:57am
Power Of Love
They say love can bring you up in the sky.
In cloud nine, making you question why.
They say it can bring you down.
Or twist your life upside down.
That they can remove your frown.
Or give you the opportunity to wear a white gown.
Love can have a lot of meanings.
And a lot of results,too.
We crave it,as social beings.
And sometimes it makes us feel like a fool.
It can make you write out your heart.
Or throw a cupid's dart.
It can make you do things you otherwise wouldn't.
Or turn your frown upside down. ...
In cloud nine, making you question why.
They say it can bring you down.
Or twist your life upside down.
That they can remove your frown.
Or give you the opportunity to wear a white gown.
Love can have a lot of meanings.
And a lot of results,too.
We crave it,as social beings.
And sometimes it makes us feel like a fool.
It can make you write out your heart.
Or throw a cupid's dart.
It can make you do things you otherwise wouldn't.
Or turn your frown upside down. ...
#FallingInLove
#hope
#love
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LOVE POEM
Published
29th Mar 2025 11:00am
29th Mar 2025 11:00am
Loving Eyes
What happens underneath someone's eyes?
When they fall inlove and realize?
Does their life appear in front of their eyes?
Do they feel flutters in their stomach?
Or fantasize?
Is it like a shimmer in their eyes?
Or letting out dreamy sighs?
Let's go and swim in them together.
Imagine a person who's inlove,however.
The magic happening behind their eyes.
It's deeper than an ocean,you realize.
Maybe if you swim in it,it's like a red rose garden.
With roses,without any thorns.
Maybe it's magic,like a...
When they fall inlove and realize?
Does their life appear in front of their eyes?
Do they feel flutters in their stomach?
Or fantasize?
Is it like a shimmer in their eyes?
Or letting out dreamy sighs?
Let's go and swim in them together.
Imagine a person who's inlove,however.
The magic happening behind their eyes.
It's deeper than an ocean,you realize.
Maybe if you swim in it,it's like a red rose garden.
With roses,without any thorns.
Maybe it's magic,like a...
#FallingInLove
#happiness
#hope
#motivational
#uplifting
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FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
22nd Mar 2025 10:56am
22nd Mar 2025 10:56am
Show & Tell
A puppet and puppeteer.
Is what this story is about here.
Imagine a lively puppet with light blue eyes.
Her pink dress,now fantasize.
You pull by her strings,to force her into doing things.
The puppet asks you,is this not enough?
What do you want of me,and aren't I tough?
The puppeteer pulled her strings.
The kids brought her to show and tell.
They showed it to the teacher,and the kids liked it well.
She is on display for all of them to see.
The story behind her wood is snot something you can clearly see.
...
Is what this story is about here.
Imagine a lively puppet with light blue eyes.
Her pink dress,now fantasize.
You pull by her strings,to force her into doing things.
The puppet asks you,is this not enough?
What do you want of me,and aren't I tough?
The puppeteer pulled her strings.
The kids brought her to show and tell.
They showed it to the teacher,and the kids liked it well.
She is on display for all of them to see.
The story behind her wood is snot something you can clearly see.
...
#dark
#despair
#hope
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NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
21st Mar 2025 11:00am
21st Mar 2025 11:00am
Time Passing Through
Can't the future just wait?
Can't we pass the obstacles we await?
Could we fool and dodge fate?
They say the future is happy and bright.
But I can't help but worry at night.
Life is like an endless fight.
You fight to live and survive.
Or just sleep peacefully through the night.
Which one you get is not under your control.
We just want to savour the moment.
And not let the bad thoughts of the future take toll.
When you suddenly see the red lights.
When you went through all the struggles and fights.
I...
Can't we pass the obstacles we await?
Could we fool and dodge fate?
They say the future is happy and bright.
But I can't help but worry at night.
Life is like an endless fight.
You fight to live and survive.
Or just sleep peacefully through the night.
Which one you get is not under your control.
We just want to savour the moment.
And not let the bad thoughts of the future take toll.
When you suddenly see the red lights.
When you went through all the struggles and fights.
I...
#hope
#motivational
#MovingOn
#TimeHeals
#uplifting
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SELF POEM
Published
19th Mar 2025 10:57am
19th Mar 2025 10:57am
The Doctor Said To
Something seems to be missing.
And it's not friends or kissing.
Sometimes you would feel like you are inside of your head.
Like you are not alive,but dead.
You wondered,what could be the cause?
For your emotions to take pause?
Maybe you were looking for a solution.
And you needed something.
You were going through the motions.
And developing new emotions,devotions.
So the doctor came and walked up to you.
He told me,take these pills,and you'll feel normal,too.
So take this pill,you'll feel much better. ...
And it's not friends or kissing.
Sometimes you would feel like you are inside of your head.
Like you are not alive,but dead.
You wondered,what could be the cause?
For your emotions to take pause?
Maybe you were looking for a solution.
And you needed something.
You were going through the motions.
And developing new emotions,devotions.
So the doctor came and walked up to you.
He told me,take these pills,and you'll feel normal,too.
So take this pill,you'll feel much better. ...
#dark
#depression
#despair #emptiness
#despair #emptiness
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FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
17th Mar 2025 10:56am
17th Mar 2025 10:56am
Warmth
I don't know what's about the feeling.
Of warmth that comforts us and gets us reeling.
Maybe it's the way it reminds you of a friend's warm hug.
Or your own child,gently catching your attention by tugging on your shirt.
The warmth of sunshine rays.
On hot summer beach days.
The dear childhood days when you used to play.
And the times you would create.
The memories you hold onto.
And the upcoming of fate.
The warm sensation warmth does create.
Sometimes it can soothe the soul.
Or chase away any negative emotion...
Of warmth that comforts us and gets us reeling.
Maybe it's the way it reminds you of a friend's warm hug.
Or your own child,gently catching your attention by tugging on your shirt.
The warmth of sunshine rays.
On hot summer beach days.
The dear childhood days when you used to play.
And the times you would create.
The memories you hold onto.
And the upcoming of fate.
The warm sensation warmth does create.
Sometimes it can soothe the soul.
Or chase away any negative emotion...
#hope
#loneliness
#motivational #uplifting
#motivational #uplifting
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