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A rustic world of anger. A trauma, far from slain. I glance away from reality. And find myself in pain. I write about being happy. I write about being sad. Experiences from within.
As the snow melted I wept in awe. I jumped in the air and Yelled: Yippee. at the top of my voice. OMG I said, I see green again. Could it be for real. or Just a figment of my imagination.
Dark and dank the rain beats down Upon my shoulders without a care Brow firmly creased in a little damp frown Feels as though the sky might break and fall Taking off in a big white plane Up into the...
I'm ready to sleep the whole night. I'm ready to give up against the fight. I'm ready to give up control for a while. I'm ready to pick up the phone and dial. I'm ready to forgot the pain and strife.
Some people have dreams. And they create. Others have none. And they just hate. Dont let them tell you. That we're all the same. Because we're not the same. At all. Through a dirty old window.
I try to imagine. A life without love. I try to imagine. What it must be like. Giving up. I try to imagine. A smile upon my face. I try to imagine. My ideal workplace. I try to imagine.
OMG!. I have a reply from the publishers I sent a sample of my work to here is what they replied; Thank you for sending to us a sample of your work.
Don't cry. This is not a goodbye. Your smile I will surely miss. But this ain't a goodbye kiss. One day I will see you again. And we'll forget this moment's pain. Your touch I will surely miss.
Your bags are packed and goodbyes have been said. The smile you show is hollow of feeling. Where excitement once was is now filled with dread. The day has come to start a new life with no clue.
A waiting room full,. Of people. Like you,. They manage. A smile even. With the illness. They're going through,. Strength and. Courage shown,. Very rare you'll. Hear a moan,. A place that. Should be.
Not my words but inspirational nonetheless...
Sorry, I don't know how to write free verse. Rhyming is my native "language" :) So, enjoy...or not :P #opussweeklychallenge #freeverse #flying I had, Had enough.
It's hell. Screaming and yelling echoes through the blackened skies and down the ashen, fragmented streets. Chaos rules this broken place. Our new ugly king.
Fear building inside There is no where to run... No where to hide Tears start to fill your eyes As you try you muffle your cries.
I spent my days In a summer haze No looking forward No looking back But like all things It ended Quick enough.
It's just minutes away from 2013 and we talk about all the unforgettable moments of 2012 that we will so dearly miss. The anticipation of '13 eats at our insides.
It's January, and a new year has begun. Some might fear it, but I look forward to the things I think and hope I will achieve, as I always do.
In sunrise I can see All the colours of the day In a tapestry, woven endlessly, Of yesterday, and tomorrow and more vitally; today.
A stranger walked up to me, Said, " Let me take your hand, Let me guide you through the darkness, Take you to the promised land" Should I trust this vision, should I take his hand; Should I follow...
I am a bird who's broken a wing I wonder how the other birds sing I hear the whispers of the trees I see the strife of the bees I want to see the others sing I am a bird who's broken a wing I...
It sparkles in the sky Shining down from up so high. It reassures me that I'm not alone Because before, I hadn't known. The star stays still, silent I know that it's not violent.
Happy new year to all of you my friends And to your loved ones my warms wishes I extend Loved reading your posts and knowing some of your new resolutions For me I am preparing for a new...
A new year is dawning, I wonder what's in store. Loads of ideas are spawning, In fact my head feels sore. There are endless possibilities, The world, it is our playground.
As we say good bye And close yet another door We think of our new year goals. Yet should we be thinking about achieving. Should we not be welcoming the the new year as it is new to this world.