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oskar
Poem Published
7th Nov 2024 12:11pm
7th Nov 2024 12:11pm
a fable
A fable
I flew high, but it was hot, my wings were tired
when spotting a well sat on the rim of the well
saw my reflection; yes, I was beautiful, but
noticed a dark shadow behind me
pushing me into the well and looking up
Evil had gone
clawed myself to the top, the Evil sat by the fireside
my talons scratched its eyes out
Evil ran outside, cooling his dead eyes in falling
I'm a silky bird with golden feathers
The evil scream bore man's suffering
Wisdom lost there was a land that had golden sand
lemon trees and jubilant...
I flew high, but it was hot, my wings were tired
when spotting a well sat on the rim of the well
saw my reflection; yes, I was beautiful, but
noticed a dark shadow behind me
pushing me into the well and looking up
Evil had gone
clawed myself to the top, the Evil sat by the fireside
my talons scratched its eyes out
Evil ran outside, cooling his dead eyes in falling
I'm a silky bird with golden feathers
The evil scream bore man's suffering
Wisdom lost there was a land that had golden sand
lemon trees and jubilant...
#MyInspiration
#passion
#PowerOfWords
#reading
#WritersBlock
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oskar
Poem Published
22nd Oct 2024 11:20am
22nd Oct 2024 11:20am
a cold snap
cold environment
In the flat farming landscape
the soil had frozen solid in the absence of snow
in a hollow, rain had made a lake
where he could go try skating after the animals
had been seen to
when he opened the door to the stalls, the cows
mooed wanted milking and stalls cleaned
with fresh straws
sheep and goats, taken into the barn
were the first to let out when there was a thaw
with his job done, washed his hands in
the scullery kitchen ate big slices of homemade bread, cheese, marmalade, and milk
the tiny lake...
In the flat farming landscape
the soil had frozen solid in the absence of snow
in a hollow, rain had made a lake
where he could go try skating after the animals
had been seen to
when he opened the door to the stalls, the cows
mooed wanted milking and stalls cleaned
with fresh straws
sheep and goats, taken into the barn
were the first to let out when there was a thaw
with his job done, washed his hands in
the scullery kitchen ate big slices of homemade bread, cheese, marmalade, and milk
the tiny lake...
#books
#LifeAsAWriter
#MyInspiration #reading
#MyInspiration #reading
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a_methyste
hlightdroid
hlightdroid
Poem Published
21st Dec 2024 8:35pm
21st Dec 2024 8:35pm
Tattoo
With ink i want to paint on my skin,
To mark there all my little burning loves,
But wait,
They are so much,
So
What to choose,
A silhouette girl embracing the glittering sparkling white and
Grey round earth,
Shining like the moon at night.
Or
Something on my my thigh,
Maybe some blue flower,
with thick veins and curly alive
Branches.
I want it to be beautiful like the bloom,
Or some red beautiful bird,
Right there on my neck.
I want it in red and orange colour.
Sweet and with a long...
To mark there all my little burning loves,
But wait,
They are so much,
So
What to choose,
A silhouette girl embracing the glittering sparkling white and
Grey round earth,
Shining like the moon at night.
Or
Something on my my thigh,
Maybe some blue flower,
with thick veins and curly alive
Branches.
I want it to be beautiful like the bloom,
Or some red beautiful bird,
Right there on my neck.
I want it in red and orange colour.
Sweet and with a long...
#MyInspiration
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PAR
Poem Published
5th Jan 2025 11:27pm
5th Jan 2025 11:27pm
Appreciated kindness
Will I ever know why
making a wish is so hard?
Turning a wish into a truth.
Hold the breath until I'm blue.
Why should I...
Why could I...
Why would I even try?
No year is ever so new.
No bone is easy to chew.
So let me simply just blow you
a kiss... a kiss... a kiss...
Let's wait for the blizzard to end.
I swear to you no one else will know.
No soul was harmed in the making
of this movie slow motion!
No light is clear until meeting
the darkness.
making a wish is so hard?
Turning a wish into a truth.
Hold the breath until I'm blue.
Why should I...
Why could I...
Why would I even try?
No year is ever so new.
No bone is easy to chew.
So let me simply just blow you
a kiss... a kiss... a kiss...
Let's wait for the blizzard to end.
I swear to you no one else will know.
No soul was harmed in the making
of this movie slow motion!
No light is clear until meeting
the darkness.
#healing
#learning
#MyInspiration
#tea
#WritingPoetry
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DarkPopPrincess
Poem Published
26th Nov 2024 8:26pm
26th Nov 2024 8:26pm
Princess Alia Coming Through
She's coming this way to her throne in Hollyweird. All the pop stars gawk and gaze upon her. She’s darker than Billie Eyelash. Just the right amount of dark to not turn into a serial killer, to be admired and forever loved.
All those who didn’t love her are in awe and in jealousy. How this queen could do it without them.
Well, she’s here, and she’s rocking it.
She smiles secretly under her long, black hair. Her secret words to Josh.
“Your turn to start begging, bitch.”
All those who didn’t love her are in awe and in jealousy. How this queen could do it without them.
Well, she’s here, and she’s rocking it.
She smiles secretly under her long, black hair. Her secret words to Josh.
“Your turn to start begging, bitch.”
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MySmile
Besma
Besma
Poem Published
24th Dec 2024 8:53am
24th Dec 2024 8:53am
A Path To Walk
A path to walk, would that be fate?
that fear of dark, would I abate?
souls of profound bonds seldom found
barren hearts wouldn't tread that ground
quiet calls to trace in timeless rate.
Would inner rhythm dictate
heart abode or be it blind date?
or just to a world be spellbound?
A path to walk
To each step there should be a date
for every choice time wouldn't wait
roamers seek not the Self imbound
on divine journeys, souls unbound
feed heart and open wide mind's gate
A path to walk.
that fear of dark, would I abate?
souls of profound bonds seldom found
barren hearts wouldn't tread that ground
quiet calls to trace in timeless rate.
Would inner rhythm dictate
heart abode or be it blind date?
or just to a world be spellbound?
A path to walk
To each step there should be a date
for every choice time wouldn't wait
roamers seek not the Self imbound
on divine journeys, souls unbound
feed heart and open wide mind's gate
A path to walk.
#metaphor
#MyInspiration
#spiritual
#symbolism
#WritingPoetry
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MySmile
Besma
Besma
Poem Published
5th Jan 2025 9:18pm
5th Jan 2025 9:18pm
Virgo
Virgo is my sign with which I deeply align
I thrive as I help and serve, driven by passion and verve
Religious in heart mystic in mind, a soul wholly unconfined
Gifted by the healing power of Love and the sensibility of dove
Of a sense of worth, an affinity with mother earth, that’s my sign birth.
I thrive as I help and serve, driven by passion and verve
Religious in heart mystic in mind, a soul wholly unconfined
Gifted by the healing power of Love and the sensibility of dove
Of a sense of worth, an affinity with mother earth, that’s my sign birth.
#acrostic
#FreeVerse
#MyInspiration #WritingPoetry
#MyInspiration #WritingPoetry
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