A past of another life
Stands up to tease
Beckons unabashedly
Melts my freeze
A fate never considered
Now it tempts
Interlocks my lonely heart
I try to wait
Your hold -softly caresses me
It lulls me in
Scared, I no longer want to be
In your embrace
Your smile -invitingly, lifts my face
Pace -too fast for me, I step backspace
~ © Copyright Ozlem Yikici 22.02.2013
- A bit wishy-washy perhaps? Anyways, it is as it is.
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#Worldsapart #FridayFun Artist, Writer, Poet -above all a humanbeing trying to find a way in this world by keeping to morals values and ethics as a guide to do good. YA writer & author of a selection of short stories, flash fictions, poems & blog articles. I'm here to share my work & cascading thoughts, be it through blogs or comments on posts you share. I blog at http://www.yikici.co.uk/recent-news I'm contactable through: Twitter: ozlemyikici kik: doodllz my imagery can be sighted here: Instagram: yikici and on my blog http://www.yikici.co.uk wattpad: yikici
Falling, falling without a care, let my wings of thought reach everywhere. Let there be no feeling when I fall, as I crash through your world that means nothing at all.
Glass shattered, broken pieces shine in the sun. Your mask has come undone. A shooting star giving off so much light, why'd you try so hard to fight. Was there a reason you couldn't love.
I put a brave face on for you all to see. The smiling polite young man expected of me. Can't you see my eyes don't smile at you anymore. Filled with a pain of betrayal they look to the floor.
Nobody knows me, not even me I'm the one running round shouting let me be free The truth is a different reality But I'll keep it inside, let nobody see I surprise myself with my state of...
Where are you.
Layers of life peeling away Question is; What remains at the end of the day. I know it is wrong Trying to hang on I could finally be free If I could only be me Question is; Who am I.
Untouched. The slow caress files the roughness of his skin like sandpaper. The dryness of his skin, the desert that is his soul. Unwanted. A paperback that never left the shelf.
In isolation Silence..... Looking to myself to find a way Began to vary and sway. As the mind is lost In.... Confusion Constant hunger to strive.
Awwww guys you are the best -thank you for your encouraging kind words; I was having a bleh moment and was nearly scrapping the piece -ermmm self-destructing tendencies are not my best traits. 💗Love your RP's too thanking you. 😘💐💋💗✨
@RichWithey @Stablish @leelee101 @sjw geez I forgot to tag you all in lol -see above comment for you all. ⬆⬆⬆😘❤✨
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