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This morning it began to thunderstorm and rain pouring down hard.
I took a walk to the front window and watched it all go by until something beautiful caught my eye.
The Rose bushes in my front yard have bloomed with such beautiful bright colors of white, peach and different shades of a pinkish red fuchsia, in fact so pure that they shine even through the darkest of times.
The colors of these roses aren't just bright, but their shining...except i also came to see that the wind was picking up and a Rose so beautiful can yet be extremely delicate.
The wind started to destroy it's rose petals as they danced with the rain and flew off onto the grass.
What a grey, rainy day, but these Roses just make a bliss of wonders.
Sharp thorns can hurt, but these Roses smell so nice and make life bright.
Delicate Roses, they are,
Sharp on the outside but yet so gentle and weak as they fall apart and never standing to let that get in the way of their dismay from bright colors as they stay.
Roses are one of those special flowers, that seem to never die.
Appreciate the rose, for one Rose will appreciate your tender eyes of love and pride.
As i even tried to take pictures, they weren't as bright as they seem with the human eye.
Because the human eye is a real camera that captures the true unforgettable moments and how we see this world instead of the eye of a robotic apocalypse.
Delicate Roses are filled with love and purity.
Let us all be a Rose.
True experience and thoughts out my window.
Stress is when you feel your heart skip a beat,
the blood pumping through our veins and then our lungs start to squeeze sharply onto our rib cage, gasping....gasping for a breath and then we feel worse and everything we see turns grey and into anger, because the chemicals in our brain are feeding us drought.
Anxiety begins to fall in and i'm in panic mode.
Can't breath,
Can't think,
Hands grasping my hair tightly,
Headache pours in and then sometimes
the rain drops down like a wrecked felony and heart palpitations slowly ease after the clouds start to seize.
Time for a nap, sleep and retract our thoughts as they slowly drift away into a two time dimension.
Feeling lots of stress and anxiety lately.
  Jun 2020 Rosemary Porretta
Liz
Is it possible to disappear in your thoughts?



'cuz I'm drowning
the mind
Everyone is afraid of a clown,
but
we all are acting like clowns.
Afraid of ourselves.
The year, 2020.
WE became a world filled with foolish clowns and serpents.
Now i guess we know where these clowns get their sharp teeth from.
Bite and poison the blood within, make us all sick.
Cry, scream and slowly watch us all die in sweet agony.
Thank you dear government for tormenting God's sweet world.
Greedy and selfishness has taken over life.
Tricksters too.
This world has become nothing but clowns dressed in silly suits to impress and pursuit.
Sometimes lovers fall in love to find out that once your heart stops beating it's all you got.
Sometime's eyes catch a strangers eye to know that you'll always be alone.
But why, why must you abandon me, abandon my heart out of every little thing.
We have worked so hard for this precious gift and to be thrown away into the thin air as if it were nothing.
Our hands were molded together like a ceramic art but now falling apart.
Each time we have kissed it's like a wave melting throughout our spirits.
Abandon, just do it, abandon me because i love you.
I want nothing more from you but your love and devotion.
Speechless, dry conversations that were once filled with excitement.
Some days you love me, and others you abandon me.
You are the key to my heart.
Why is it so hard to love but yet easy to hate.
All i ask if for your attention and love but now i'm being abandoned and i can feel your soul slowly drifting away.
Please come back, talk to me at last, feel my love with a tender kiss.
Don't become a shadow, yet even the shadows you may become i will always seize to remember.
Your kiss is poison.
When your hands touch my body, it's an addictive substance that summons my soul for more.
When you're angry and not around, i yearn for the existence of love and your touch.
Your soul completes mine in company and without.
Your smile is my destiny, so happy and bright but when you cry i take my right thumb and swipe away those tears you been hiding from all the demons inside.
You are my poison addictive and sweet, like a piece of chocolate which melted in my mouth right at the touch of love and happiness.
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