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 Jan 2019 Pauper of Prose
Elena
The woods felt peaceful
Alas, they hung in a rhythm
we breathe
The trees swayed high above
Mighty silhouettes
calling down to me.

My eyes traced
the streaks in the sky
From eastern pink
to the blaze in the west
Earth was blushing rosy cotton
Fierce in her burnt sienna dress.

Earth was me
swirling with the elements
Wind was me
finding the love in the twist
Wells were the arms of melancholy
Fire was the heat
erupting from my chest.
 Jan 2019 Pauper of Prose
Aslam M
Stagantion at its best....
This place is like a nest ...
Wanna Break Free and Fly .....
Explore all under the sky.
As the Endless Time goes by ...
Every moment I just try..
Waiting for that one Moment
Where Initial Inertia is Overcome.
I don’t mind you bringing your mind
To add to the treasure
The pleasure is all mine

Lest it be a dynamite
I would secure mine
And escape out of site
We all have that one feeling.

Lost at sea, in mind,
Desperate to shape the hidden design,
A pattern puzzled for play or for preview,
A sudden desire to find the missing clue.

Some see a treasure chest, and others see a tropical forest,
There is so much WORLD out there, an adventurers fortress,
Such a distant realm, yet it's also so close,
An addictive game to play, but we don't want to overdose.
All my life I've been waiting for love to walk into my little world of tragedy.
When you walked in
I felt the presence of love.
You shined so bright with it inside of you.
Your love was such a sight to see
I couldn't look away.
you looked at me
And as you did,
The love in you shined even brighter.
And within me a little light began to brew.
The light I had hidden deep in me,
Deep under the darkness where hurt was present.
love brings out love. never give up on love just because your heart aches a lot and you can't ever imagine it not aching.cause when love walks in, it will take the hurt away.
I don't really 'write' anything;
I simply wait for words to
buzz around my head & crush
them to the page. It's a mess.
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