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 May 2014 Denisse
Denisse
It feels like having a nightmare
It must be the sweetest daydream
But then, it turns to be a failure,
in the top of the balance beam.

Staying up all night with not so easy stuff
Being with that electric numeric thing without sleeping
Being crazy analyzing
There are loads of question marks everyday in my head.

This is maybe not for me
HE cut me down so I can see
It's not facing an avenue of broken dreams
There is just a time not to hold.

I'm falling but it doesn't mean I will stop trying.
This is one of the special poem I made for myself and for whoever read this. I have this special power called FAITH to continue with my dreams. As the Bible said: "To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven" (Ecclesiastes 3) Dream big. Let Go[D]
 May 2014 Denisse
Denisse
The feeling again comes knocking in my heart
We shake our hands for many times and I always meanings
In my heart, you are always remembered
It was wrong, but maybe now: I love you like a love song.

The first time seeing you laughing up to your lungs
I'm gettin' crazy but I hide it in my bangs
There's a part of you that you look like Liam Payne
Member of One Direction that made me insane.
To all my friend, family and people who knows me, Yes! I do have this thing called "Crushlife" Haha :D
I love mysteries so much that I became one. (John Green's Papertowns inspired words)
Feeling like the sea,
a single wave
blushing blue,
gathering momentum
only to fall
flat
on my face,
broken and soggy
to start all over again.

Feel the beach
with my hands,
scrabble at the sand
like a dog
ready to bury a bone,
but am pinged back in
as an elastic band.
Why does that happen
and who is to blame?
Written: April 2014.
Explanation: A poem written in my own time, fairly personal, and another in my ongoing series of beach/sea pieces.
Here it comes,
what we weren’t expecting.
Thankfully you have one with you
so you fish it out
before the drizzle
becomes a downpour,
press the button
and watch it pop open
like an airbag,
the spindly blue tent
to protect us
from the wet.

We huddle together
as marshmallows in a bag,
as fruit in a bowl,
listen to the spattering,
the clattering of stuff
from the sky,
rounds of applause
dropping off the edge
onto sand.

I hope it stops soon.
     Yeah, me too, me too.
You grab my dry hand
as we shuffle closer,
only able to hear the rush
of the rain.
Written: May 2014.
Explanation: A poem written in my own time, and another that is part of my ongoing series regarding the beach/sea, and a dream couple. For those who don't know, 'brolly' is UK slang for an umbrella.
 May 2014 Denisse
Petal pie
Desires
 May 2014 Denisse
Petal pie
Light my fuse
strike a chord
with verses mightier
than the sword

Charge my synapses
til my light turns on
Spark my senses
when the night feels long

Bend me contort me
fuel animation
direct and guide me
for mutual stimulation

Send me a thrill
write me a tale
Whip me up into a frenzy
you can use Royal mail

write my menu
Whet my appetite
with foods that arouse
and please in plain sight!

kindle these embers
make me shake my jelly
but most of all
fuel the fire in this belly!
 May 2014 Denisse
Petal pie
Good day
 May 2014 Denisse
Petal pie
You know you've had a good day when
You're still wearing a whistle and tail
At 8.10 pm.
You've brought grins to the faces
Of mums, little children and seated old men.

You know you've had a good day still
When it isn't the everyday run of the mill
But a street pounding, tub thumping
Banner waving parade on a hill
With the sun streaming down on our painted faces
Far better than any happy pill.
Dressed as an jungle book elephant today for our city children's parade :D
 May 2014 Denisse
Dark Jewel
Hardly concentrating,
The night before irritated me.

Head hits the desk,
I'm out cold.
In a wonderland of eternal sleep.
Just woke from a nap in class... To **** tired
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