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Sometimes,
You won’t recognize
Seasonal people
In your life
Until your
Season changes.
I believe nature
Does it best ,
Take a glimpse
Into the magical
world of trees
In autumn ...
They always
Try to show us
How lovely it is
To let dead things go
Remember
Things change
People adjust
We were meant
To go through
Changes in other
For us to blossom

Let it go...
.It isn’t worth it if you’re not happy

Smile
You worth it
Grow up and become what ever you want,
Just belive in God.

Don't bother the size of your dress,

Don't bother if you laugh out loud,

Don't bother the decible of your voice,

Don't bother the gap in your legs,

Don't bother about the weight you gain,

Don't bother to please your elders,

Don't bother the shade of your lip gloss,

Don't bother the glow on your cheek,

Don't bother the demands of your boyfriend,

Don't bother before you unfriend toxic people,

Don't bother to explain your actions,

Don't bother even if you are wrong,

Don't bother about anything if you feel you are happy,

Be happy for yourself,
Satisfy yourself,
Dream for yourself,
And
Just live for yourself.

Just
Don't cheat yourself.
&
Don't cheat anyone.
❤️❣️❤️❣️

Sparkle In Wisdom
3/2/2021
You may see the sky
Is it really full of stars?

You know the meaning of why
Even if you haven't touched
The imprisoned soul

Have you ever see
That your future is nothing
Than a mere empty sea

With broken dreams
A shattered heart
Is it really fair to keep playing nice?

I don't care
More or less
I'm already dead
 Feb 2021 Micrography-Mike D
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Shy
 Feb 2021 Micrography-Mike D
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Shy
I got the gist of men when I was little.

A shopkeeper spoke to Mum.

I used my pleases and thank-yous,
he filled my hands with free sweets.

I looked at the floor.

Mum insisted I smile, so I did -
I met his eye through my fringe.

She’ll be trouble.

He spoke to Mum, and looked at me.
 Feb 2021 Micrography-Mike D
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Fist-tight, it casts a shadow on pure white card -
I draw around it with a fine-black, cut it with a curved ten-blade.

The shadow-heart’s a gift. I keep the stencil.
 Feb 2021 Micrography-Mike D
Onyx
lying on the great expanse of pure white
shining bright as the unforeseen, speckless future
yonder desired and eagerly awaited
snow so thick yet so warm
a coalescence of innocence carpeting beneath the earnest lover
eagerly awaiting for slivers of bliss
flitting through the universe it transcends
,the vastitude of which may limit only if one conceives the boundaries of,
slipping into the fabric of mind and dreams of our lover
a wave of delight washes over
indescribable and overwhelming was the riot of love in the lonesome lover
lying on the snow garnering comfort
from the warmth of memories inked with permanence onto the waiting lover
Your next chapter will get better
If patient things will change
Paragraphs haven't been the best lately
Story will be amazing someday
You may not be able to go back and change the beginning but you can always start where you are and write a brand new ending
i want to perform. in front of hundreds.
yes. but its not like **** as people watch on www.pleasewatch.com
something more ritualistic
MORE primal like a divine act.
feminine and masculine integrating with an honest envelope.
sign sealed delivered by the ultimate act of universe.
it is soulful with lust but pure as a dust.
lust for the very first time.
you are tasting it for the first time and you realize that you have a magnificent power that never stops to rhyme.
that you can keep on and on.
then all of sudden it will be like nobody is there.
the audience dissapeared.
and there you go. we are adam and eve. there for the first time.
there goes the prakriti and purusha
like rebellion to the addicted and hedonist world of amnesia.
well. these days I am not using punctuations appropriately as the world says. I am not going low when they say go low or when they say go capital. "you cant write small."
it's like my very own rebellious ****.
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