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 Aug 2020 Shrika
Eli
l u n a
 Aug 2020 Shrika
Eli
š‘³š’–š’š’‚! š‘³š’–š’š’‚, š’š’š’—š’† //
š’š’š’”š’• / š’†š’„š’š’Šš’‘š’”š’†š’… / š’•š’‚š’Šš’š’•š’†š’…
š’š’Šš’Œš’† š’•š’‰š’† š’‰š’–š’Žš’‚š’ š’‰š’†š’‚š’“š’•

š’ƒš’‚š’•š’‰š’† š’Žš’† ~ š’Šš’ š’•š’˜š’Šš’š’Šš’• š’”š’‘š’‚š’“š’Œš’š’†š’”
š’Žš’‚š’“š’Šš’ˆš’š’š’… š’˜š’‰š’Šš’”š’‘š’†š’“š’” š’‚š’Žš’š’š’ˆ š’•š’‰š’†
š’‡š’Šš’†š’“š’š š’ƒš’‚š’š’š’” š’š’‡ š’”š’Šš’š’†š’š’• š’”š’‘š’†š’„š’•š’‚š’•š’š’“š’”
š’„š’š’‚š’‘š’‘š’Šš’š’ˆ š’Šš’ š’Žš’‚š’ˆš’š’†š’”š’Šš’–š’Ž š’‡š’š’‚š’”š’‰š’†š’”
š’‚š’” š’Š š’˜š’‚š’•š’„š’‰ š’‡š’“š’š’Ž š’‚š’‡š’‚š’“

š’€š’š’– š’”š’•š’‚š’“š’† š’‡š’“š’š’Ž š’”š’šš’š’š’…š’Šš’„ š’š’“š’ƒš’Šš’•
š’š’‡ š’‡š’š’š’‚š’•š’Šš’š’ˆ š’“š’†š’—š’†š’“š’Šš’†
š’”š’Šš’š’ˆ š’•š’ š’Žš’† š’•š’‰š’“š’š’–š’ˆš’‰ š’‚ š’„š’‚š’…š’†š’š’›š’‚
š’š’‡ š’‚š’ƒš’”š’•š’“š’‚š’„š’• š’†š’„š’”š’•š’‚š’”š’š
š’Žš’†š’š’š’š’˜š’†š’… š’‰š’†š’‚š’“š’•ā€™š’” š’“š’†š’‡š’š’†š’„š’•š’Šš’š’
š’Žš’Šš’“š’“š’š’“š’†š’… š’ƒš’š š’•š’‰š’† š’”š’†š’‚

š‘¶ š‘³š’–š’š’‚, š‘³š’–š’š’‚ š’š’š’—š’†
š’˜š’‰š’š š’Žš’–š’”š’• š’šš’š’– š’ƒš’† š’”š’ š’‡š’‚š’“
š’†š’—š’†š’ š’˜š’Šš’•š’‰ š’Žš’š š’‰š’‚š’š’… š’“š’†š’‚š’„š’‰š’Šš’š’ˆ
š’šš’š’– š’š’†š’—š’†š’“ š’‰š’†š’‚š’“
š’•š’‰š’† š’Šš’š’—š’Šš’”š’Šš’ƒš’š’† š’”š’•š’“š’–š’Žš’” š’š’ š’Žš’š š’ˆš’–š’Šš’•š’‚š’“


~ eli.
A tragic romance between a boy and the moon.
Ā© Ayana (11/05/2020)
 Aug 2020 Shrika
Dnlbllrd
Memories are playing from my mind

Like dandelion that flutters with the wind

They enticingly caressing me

As they fades towards the never land

Zegen me o heer

Endless stream of time~

Slithering around inviting me

Like poignant music that never stops to rhyme

On its way to never land

Zegen me o heer

My burning soul, now turning cold

Slowly losing the flames, I once hold

Forgive me for I can no longer cope up

For even in the smallest thing, I blowup

Het spijt me

Strangers around me starts increasing

While gradually losing love ones

As I'm aging

Please stay for soon I'll be leaving

-dnlbllrd
Was inspired by The Caretaker- Everywhere at the end of time

Please be patient with them, understand as much as possible for they're only lost and they need your love and care :)
 Aug 2020 Shrika
Lily Priest
Always there;
Spun silver on peach,
Leaking little agonies
That even with the itching
Never heal.
Healing every day
But the scars remain.
 Aug 2020 Shrika
Lyn-Purcell
Aglaia
 Aug 2020 Shrika
Lyn-Purcell

Milk maid with gold crown
Rose-tinted cheeks glow with warmth
Smiles with loving grace


New day, new haiku!
I'm feeling alot better today, thankfully!
I'm going to be working on the Charites now.
The three goddesses of beauty, grace, joy, dance and song and I'm starting with Aglaia, who was also known as Kharis, and she was the wife of Hephaestus. She brought him much joy, splendor and glory (which is what her name translates to) and bore him children after the whole Ares-Aphrodite incident.

She gave birth to four more Charites with Hephaestus which I will write about about the main three are done. The Charites are depicted as beautiful naked women , I've seen alot of art and I remember seeing an ivory story of them in a museum with some friends. They truly were gorgeous to behold.

I truly believe Aglaia is good for Hephaestus, he deserves some love and warm, and I wanted to show that in the haiku.
Anyway, thank you all for growing followers, I'm forever humbled and grateful for the support šŸ™šŸŒ¹šŸ’œ
Here's the link for the growing collection:
https://hellopoetry.com/collection/132853/the-women-of-myth/
Be back tomorrow with another one!
Much love,
Lyn šŸ’œ
 Aug 2020 Shrika
Miles Graves
when our world is shattered, when silence finds your call
remember that emptiness was here before.
when iā€™m out somewhere, when the barriers fall,
find these belongings; take them home once more.
 Aug 2020 Shrika
Miles Graves
iā€™m not here,
iā€™m just letting this dream wander;
tomorrow, these thoughts will be lost to my innocence
and everything will have the shine i remember.
iā€™m not here.
 Aug 2020 Shrika
Ciel Noir
Needles
 Aug 2020 Shrika
Ciel Noir
weave a letter from needles
and hope only the words will stick
I would have to be made of steel
to write a poem about this
 Aug 2020 Shrika
Imran Islam
Our secret dreams are swimming
in the deep waters
of the pond of our souls,
These sweet dreams
and lovely feelings are swimming
through love and emotions
of our timeless souls!

I'm just a young poet
and you're my thoughts,
You smile in the meditation
of my little heart
on the deep blue ocean.
I have so many thoughts
to write about
your love and emotions.
I hope you are feeling
that's why we need poets.

I bet you feel very young
this dark cloudy morning
with my poetic
and romantic words.
You know, poets heal
the restless souls
only through their biggest minds.

This morning, I got some winds
from your deep ocean of love,
Darling, give me some shadow
of your kind heart, what you have!
Ins
 Aug 2020 Shrika
Lyn-Purcell
Gamble
 Aug 2020 Shrika
Lyn-Purcell

For
love is
a gamble,
I'll give all I
have or nothing at all to feel your warmth


Tried out a new form of poetry, a tetractys, which was invented by Ray Stebbing.
It consisted of 5 lines and with the syllabic count of 1-2-3-4-10.
I tried this out now with a quote I've had written for a while now,
and it fits!
I may try a double and triple tetractys poem later, haha!
It feels so good to try different forms of writing!
Be back soon with more!
Much love,
Lyn x
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