Writing4Light: Decorated

Writing4Light: Decorated: Decorated So long, old friend!!! Silence eloquently amends. When a seed of hurt germinates, everything else, a mere trend. Ripples on our...

Writing4Light: Little Do We Know

Writing4Light: Little Do We Know: Why do we hate? Do we do so in order to escape, from the ones who leave us tender from betray? A defense against surrender? An attempt to c...

Little Do We Know

Why do we hate?

Do we do so in order to escape,

from the ones who leave us tender from betray?

A defense against surrender?

An attempt to circumvent?

A desperate plea we don’t readily see?  

How do we set ourselves free,

from the smoke and debris,

from the force which catapulted our soul,

into a realm unbeknown?

That’s it! Unbeknown!

We obsess over control,

but little do we know…

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Decorated

Decorated

So long, old friend!!!

Silence eloquently amends.

When a seed of hurt germinates,

everything else, a mere trend.

Ripples on our oceans,

brutal, skin slashing breeze,

even the largest unsteady trees that rattle,

eventually learn to calm and settle,

becoming nature’s provision of what I like to think of as

our immensely hard earned Metal.


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Checkmate

Checkmate

Who is he?

What does he want?

To stomp all over me

like another did once?

Ha! Not this time!

Guarded shall remain mine!

I will never let him in! 

Although...

 ...this is exactly how they win.

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Su Profundidad

Su Profundidad

Estrella caliente blanco azulado,

bastante quisieron poder conquistado.

Espectroscopios anieblados,

nunca confirmaron,

los colores que la integran,

profundo y tapado.


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Wet Kiss

Wet Kiss

Today, I teleport to you a kiss.

Sending it high above the sky,

imagining it hitching a ride,

from raindrop to raindrop,

until reaching your side.

So, whenever you step outside,

clouds and precipitation shade,

close your eyes, face up high,

take a full abdominal breath,

and allow drops that fall,

have their way,

all over your magnificent looking face.

Dare taste?


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