Submissions by Valeriyabeyond (Dhyana)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Just a girl with a passion for writing
Willy and Wally Wacky Wicker Weaver's
Willy was a wicker weaver, weaving wicker rugs Wally wet the wicker, while Willy wicker weaver weaved one rug.
#funny
392 reads
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Bubba Does The Twist
Bubbas business burned bright before blinding blight brought burden
#funny
329 reads
7 Comments
Mother Earth Cries For Turkey
Dünya sana sesleniyor
bitmeyen bir şarkı
sessizlik geçişinizi teklif etmek
zafere
Anavatan yatağında
o mücadele ediyor
Barış için ağlıyor
vatan onun özgürlüğünü savunur
ve onun insanları
Atalarının senden önceki yürüyüşlerinin gücü
Yiğitlik kılıcınızı zafer kalkanınızı ve hakikat zırhınızı kaldırırken herkese ilan edin
Hayatlarını kar için takas etmeye...
bitmeyen bir şarkı
sessizlik geçişinizi teklif etmek
zafere
Anavatan yatağında
o mücadele ediyor
Barış için ağlıyor
vatan onun özgürlüğünü savunur
ve onun insanları
Atalarının senden önceki yürüyüşlerinin gücü
Yiğitlik kılıcınızı zafer kalkanınızı ve hakikat zırhınızı kaldırırken herkese ilan edin
Hayatlarını kar için takas etmeye...
#love
#corruption
#war
#peace
#food
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Indigenous America
Morally and ethically groomed over time, the United States of America its values shared, of family and a love of country are in the midst of great change.
Deep inside every American, you will find hope, determination, and a passion
to support this country and its mission to be the best it can be.
Recently, the vision for America has matured many of us have become aware of the filter that has shielded our eyes from truth allowing us to see with clarity behind the veil.
The crumbling statues of our heroes were devastating and misunderstood
by...
Deep inside every American, you will find hope, determination, and a passion
to support this country and its mission to be the best it can be.
Recently, the vision for America has matured many of us have become aware of the filter that has shielded our eyes from truth allowing us to see with clarity behind the veil.
The crumbling statues of our heroes were devastating and misunderstood
by...
#admiration
#heroic
375 reads
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Keokuk's Dream
Rainbows cradle the rain,
as east wind blows,
bands of colors over
sacred lands, the land of
Neshoba , grandfather elder,
He dressed in splendid regalia, tonight he honors oral tradition as he speaks proudly the language of Pai the language of his people, the Hualapai, People of the Tall Pines
He sits wrapped in ceremonial turkey feather blanket, with many grandchildren at his feet,
They listen, as he tells stories of days long past , the days of fertile lands, and rich waters, of trading camps...
as east wind blows,
bands of colors over
sacred lands, the land of
Neshoba , grandfather elder,
He dressed in splendid regalia, tonight he honors oral tradition as he speaks proudly the language of Pai the language of his people, the Hualapai, People of the Tall Pines
He sits wrapped in ceremonial turkey feather blanket, with many grandchildren at his feet,
They listen, as he tells stories of days long past , the days of fertile lands, and rich waters, of trading camps...
#dreams
#spiritual
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Senescence
Aged, darkened, terra cotta
outlines the depth,
of reds, yellows
and blues
Autumn's russet foliage, the
amber tannins that swirl
Into homespun gold
it's smooth swift
dance like rich
oils on
canvas
Celosia in her warm orange ...
outlines the depth,
of reds, yellows
and blues
Autumn's russet foliage, the
amber tannins that swirl
Into homespun gold
it's smooth swift
dance like rich
oils on
canvas
Celosia in her warm orange ...
#nature
403 reads
6 Comments
Glue Like Complacency
Held in the grip,
by used cellophane, singe
its coat, burning reflections
behind eyelids stuck shut,
Mirrored avenue,
where trees drink in,
black-- bile
Crowded, rich with dwarf willow
Throwing her embrace
around the dense, strands
of an old man's beard
covered with thick lichen
It hangs free
like morbid hammocks
whose anchor has rotted--away
Languid
oxalic acidic talc pits holes
in this heavy-- metal collar,
around her neck
chains dangle ...
by used cellophane, singe
its coat, burning reflections
behind eyelids stuck shut,
Mirrored avenue,
where trees drink in,
black-- bile
Crowded, rich with dwarf willow
Throwing her embrace
around the dense, strands
of an old man's beard
covered with thick lichen
It hangs free
like morbid hammocks
whose anchor has rotted--away
Languid
oxalic acidic talc pits holes
in this heavy-- metal collar,
around her neck
chains dangle ...
#MentalHealth
#vanity
#obsession
494 reads
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Lockdown
Sound, scrapes silence
behind, layers of gray,
Gracefully moving, sweeping
the face, at halfpast
Dust collects on disheveled
brow, wiped by stained
cotton layers that
prespire
I see a vacant world
that is idle
even the wind breathes
a vacant sigh
Where happiness is not
necessary for survival
Only to smile and comply
I find myself alone
holding hands
with chaos
behind, layers of gray,
Gracefully moving, sweeping
the face, at halfpast
Dust collects on disheveled
brow, wiped by stained
cotton layers that
prespire
I see a vacant world
that is idle
even the wind breathes
a vacant sigh
Where happiness is not
necessary for survival
Only to smile and comply
I find myself alone
holding hands
with chaos
#MentalHealth
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Rain Prayer
Yağmur duası Türkçe yaz solar Kuraklık ve kısırlık diyarı Fedakarlığımızla Hagia Sofya'daki yaylalarda duruyoruz Yıkanmış bu 7000 sihirli taşı al Nehirde Büyük bir kalple sunuldu Hükmümüz için Allah'a güveniyoruz
Land of drought, and infertility
We stand, in the Turkish
highlands, we kneel,
at Hagia Sophia with our
sacrifice.
Receive, these 7000 magic
stones washed in the river
Presented, with a greatful heart
We trust, in Allah,
for our...
Land of drought, and infertility
We stand, in the Turkish
highlands, we kneel,
at Hagia Sophia with our
sacrifice.
Receive, these 7000 magic
stones washed in the river
Presented, with a greatful heart
We trust, in Allah,
for our...
#spiritual
374 reads
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High Octane Purged
I belly crawl, through
your nervous system
Touch, sensitive touch,
plug into me , charge
my erogenous tips
completely, then
again.
Fill my cup with stars,
poured from
your tender mouth
I will drink them,
leaving a few
to copulate
I love the way
they dance in the nude
upon stacked pillows
High octane purged
through pores, matchstick scrapes
on flammable
skin cells leaving
my pink, pink
Douse the flame
with fluid
from your...
your nervous system
Touch, sensitive touch,
plug into me , charge
my erogenous tips
completely, then
again.
Fill my cup with stars,
poured from
your tender mouth
I will drink them,
leaving a few
to copulate
I love the way
they dance in the nude
upon stacked pillows
High octane purged
through pores, matchstick scrapes
on flammable
skin cells leaving
my pink, pink
Douse the flame
with fluid
from your...
#lust
#erotic
#sexy #passion
#sexy #passion
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Grindhouse Episode 44
The bus stops...
Those unable
to sate their lust are left
to soak, in shabby sweat
their mouths willing
slaves, to fornication.
Ride on, they will, on this
modernized iron horse.
Drinking, from the drain
of a madman, the same
madman, who offered
salt to the gutterslut hype,
needle hangs from her neck
Kicked once, in the jaw
to watch it fall apart
laughing as she crawled,
through blood clots
that gathered.
Scraping up bits of joy
to season her split tongue ...
Those unable
to sate their lust are left
to soak, in shabby sweat
their mouths willing
slaves, to fornication.
Ride on, they will, on this
modernized iron horse.
Drinking, from the drain
of a madman, the same
madman, who offered
salt to the gutterslut hype,
needle hangs from her neck
Kicked once, in the jaw
to watch it fall apart
laughing as she crawled,
through blood clots
that gathered.
Scraping up bits of joy
to season her split tongue ...
#dark
#death
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1111
There are times when
we need to return,
to our most
peaceful state,
A oneness,
with our true selves
We can be at peace,
with those around us.
If we let go,
of the gathering
of ideals
that has torn
us apart.
We place one desire
over another, one
person over another,
one color over
another,
when we should be
striving for a common goal
a oneness with humanity,
the same vibration
1111 embodies
the number 4, a complete
number, as in
the...
we need to return,
to our most
peaceful state,
A oneness,
with our true selves
We can be at peace,
with those around us.
If we let go,
of the gathering
of ideals
that has torn
us apart.
We place one desire
over another, one
person over another,
one color over
another,
when we should be
striving for a common goal
a oneness with humanity,
the same vibration
1111 embodies
the number 4, a complete
number, as in
the...
#SelfDiscovery
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