carrie-bradshaw
New York
Writing is my way of speakin', this is my way of being me, this where I can be free and aloud to show my feelings....if you write you'll be able to give knowledge at the same time you can learn things..trying something new can build you into a better persona ..."Be Courageous and try to Write in a way that scares you a little "-holley gerth.. and i do believe that the key of being a good writer is to write...then write ..and WRITE ...so keep on writing to speak your so that maybe, ..other can hear
Dancing colors..
Playful lines...
*unique figures *..
*Things playing into your mind
Draw it into a* canvas
*Bring it some joy or sorrow
Play free with your emotion
Play with your imagination
Bring it some art
Bring it some life
That canvas of a plain white *
May 29, 2015
May 29, 2015 at 2:34 AM UTC
Different faces.
Different stories.
So many faces
with different beauty.
Barbie face..
Smokey eyes..
Red kissable lips..
Skin color so white
Beautiful Famas face
all girls
would wish they have
Pink cheeks..
Tangerine lips..
Curly eyelashes
so fine
Beautiful bubbly face
can melt a man's heart
Ashame ladies hid
their faces
Shy having pimples
or any scars
Things signifies hardwork
Tells you ,you're strong
Face that reminds you,
*the true Beauty
is inside you're heart*
Face that tells you a story of
beauty
May 29, 2015
May 29, 2015 at 2:01 AM UTC
Different faces.
Different stories.
So many faces
with different beauty.
Barbie face..
Smokey eyes..
Red kissable lips..
Skin color so white
Beautiful Famas face
all girls
would wish they have
Pink cheeks..
Tangerine lips..
Curly eyelashes
so fine
Beautiful bubbly face
can melt a man's heart
Ashame ladies hid
their faces
Shy having pimples
or any scars
Things signifies hardwork
Tells you ,you're strong
Face that reminds you,
*the true Beauty
is inside you're heart*
Face that tells you a story of beauty
May 29, 2015
May 29, 2015 at 1:57 AM UTC
Happy.
Tough.
Wise.
Her favorite role
in an act
No one would probaby know
That she's alone, weak
and sad inside
Scared to be left
Left alone in the dark
Smile on her lips
doesn't seems to fade
..But...
signifies bittersweet lies
No one knows
when she's alone,
she cries
When the lights are off,
She's awake
*Thinking how she end up
lying*.....
..Thinking who will care for her
who'll gonna trust her
accept her
..me..
without doubt
Even though
I lied
May 28, 2015
May 28, 2015 at 7:27 AM UTC