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celallarey
celallarey
Personal poetry. / Words for you. / Mirrors for me.
when love's lost and passion gone... where do i run?
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Feb 9, 2017
Feb 9, 2017 at 5:58 AM UTC
gone (10w)
Search my eyes and then tell me what you see.
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Oct 11, 2016
Oct 11, 2016 at 10:26 PM UTC
Windows to the soul (10W)
i left with tears in my eyes but returned with a smile on my face
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Sep 20, 2016
Sep 20, 2016 at 7:44 AM UTC
mood swings (15w)
She was lost. Lost because she forgot Forgot because she was distracted Distracted because she was too busy Too busy because she attached herself to many Many things that could never fill the void in her heart She knew Knew it would cost her Her only choice was to let go Go free in order to find her identity.
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Apr 11, 2016
Apr 11, 2016 at 5:14 AM UTC
Finding Her
~ ~ tomorrow is an unknown song eagerly waiting to be sung ~ ~
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Feb 21, 2016
Feb 21, 2016 at 8:22 AM UTC
unknown
i may be too imperfect but i am not inhuman
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Feb 19, 2016
Feb 19, 2016 at 7:58 AM UTC
mortal (10w)
My lips… Sealed as we converse My eyes… Closed at the sight of yours My doors… Barred as you knock My heart… Locked as you reach out It screams, “Do not enter” It shouts, “Do not think aloud” It says, “Do not tell me” In deafening silence And much irony “Make your move, But walk away, Keep silent, And turn around” I listen closely As your footsteps fade Without saying, I beg, “Do not tell me” “Lest I melt And unlock…” “Lest I call And you come back…” “Lest I gain Enough might…” “Lest I fall…” For your unspoken words Down on your open palms Into your rugged arms With no way out
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Feb 17, 2016
Feb 17, 2016 at 11:18 AM UTC
Do not tell me
the small things in life are usually taken for granted when it is cold outside, I would miss the heat when the sun shines, I would then miss the rain my eyes begin to see, little miracles at that moment
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Jul 9, 2015
Jul 9, 2015 at 2:16 AM UTC
Untitled
Creativity starts seeping through veins enslaved inside living in the deep inside, held captive No, not awakened, engaged or disturbed, roared to life, not heard, Until everything changes in a single day, never like before Each chain broken, locks thrown open, life has began The limits, they are forever gone.
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May 13, 2015
May 13, 2015 at 10:33 AM UTC
Muse
My daughter brought me daisies. "Honey, these flowers are lovely!" She grinned ear to ear. "Mommy, Mommy, just like you!"
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May 12, 2015
May 12, 2015 at 8:36 AM UTC
just like You