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 Jan 2015 AnActualToaster
B
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 Jan 2015 AnActualToaster
B
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He tore out my
heart
so you sewed it back
into my
chest
But instead of allowing it to
heal
you pulled out each
stitch
one by one



B.S.
Why?
 Jan 2015 AnActualToaster
Lottie
noose**
One day the necklace broke,
Into a piece of chain and beaded memories
The memories shattered when they hit the floor
A mushroom cloud of dust, glass and pictures.

An image of me smiling here,
And a glimpse of long lost giggles there,
But the most occurring shard,
Is of my crying for the things I've lost.
Chapter six by libby
A woman needs to be told she is beautiful.
Those who already know have been told millions of times,
Or have spent a lot of time muttering in front of a mirror.
 Jan 2015 AnActualToaster
ryn
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A poet's heart isn't like any other...
It's the tears that trickle with radiance through words.
     It's a treasure trove that hides but longs to
     be found.
          It's a book shelved high that wants to
          be read.
               It's the freest of all birds caged but
               unbound...

A poet's heart isn't like any other...
It doesn't beat to the capable strokes of the artist.
     It doesn't pump in the most vibrant of
     colours.
          It doesn't wield a paintbrush to
          translate its thoughts.
               But it can see through the eyes of
               painters...

A poet's heart isn't like any other...
It doesn't conform to the conventional parameters of lyrics.
     It doesn't bind itself to the requirements
     of musical harmony.
          It doesn't follow the conventions of
          genres.
               But it sings its voice loud without
               restrictions of melody...

A poet's heart isn't like any other...
It's an open secret, that whispers in metaphoric codes.
     It's an exploding universe, that merges
     back into galaxies.
          It's a sought after painting, that boasts
          of unfathomable beauty.
               It's an everlasting song, that echoes
               within the poet that embodies...
.
Dedicated to all of you...

If you're reading this...
This is for you...
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 Jan 2015 AnActualToaster
blythe
Even the most beautiful flower
Needs to be daily showered with water
For it to grow lovelier
Or else it will wither.

Just like our dreams and aspirations,
We need daily inspirations
For us to keep going
Or else our hearts will stop hoping.
Let us make our dreams come true. Gather every bit of inspiration we can get so we can still pursue and fight for what we really long to have. Don't give up, don't lose hope! :)
Silence seeps within my cold and darkened room
Whispers of the guards just outside bring upon the feeling of doom
If you wish to get out alive
You best not pursue what you have been deprived
Just stay silent and run for your life
And drop the past memories in which you clutched that knife
Never lay your freedom within someone else’s hands or they shall steal it away
Never would you have guessed how easily your best friend would betray
A silver tongue does no good when you’re life is not there
I’ll cut your throat and bleed you out
Go ahead and scream and shout
My rage won’t cease, this time you’re dead
If I were you I’d never go to bed.
I’ll eat your flesh and burn your bones
Hang your head and pelt it with stones
Drive a knife deep through your heart.
I’ve hated you from the start
Threatening me will get you nowhere
Try to stop me is my only dare.
Keep coming at me with words of hate
I’ll give you another topic to debate
Should you live or should you die
It’d be wise to not speak a lie
Your words will be your end and your tears will not be seen
My fake smile was always my greatest crime scene
Humans are fragile
Believing they cannot break
Love says otherwise
My 2nd try at a haiku
It was a magical moment
As my niece's boyfriend
Approached her the day after
Her birthday

We were all sitting around
Just talking about the night before
When he came into my view
With a bunch of roses in one hand
And small gifted bag in the other

The surprised look on her face was priceless
Her family knew before her aunties of course
She was clueless to this unexpected surprise

It brought tears to my eyes as I watched
Her young men bend, on bended knees
And proposed to her in front of her family

It was the look on her face that was so priceless
First surprise, then a glow just radiated from her soul
She looked so beautiful to mine eyes
She said yes to this special young man

I had not noticed that his brother was sitting next to him
All I could see was the glow that was there in my nieces face
What a beautiful sight to see

I bare witness to first true love
I felt so honored to be a part of this special event
And so proud of my niece as she said yes for ever more

then not more than 5 minutes later my brother
called...what a wonderful way to find out
his niece was now engaged...she was gushing
surprised and overwhelmed...shes so happy now

I smile and nod my head

yes he is a special young man that captured my nieces heart

Congratulations My Dear

Love always Aunty Kaila
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