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When the lie becomes the truth

When the lie becomes the truth,

in that moment are you living your true
authentic you.

In that moment you empowered  yourself

to reach and dream the impossible.

  You conquer mountain's, and you tamed lions,

you walked slowly barefooted on the scorched earth.

Let me atest,  that person is actually you !

it's just the you that you never knew...
 Feb 2018 Hanafuda
sunprincess
Sweet devil's foid cake freshly baked
Is there any dessert more tasty?
Capturing our minds,
And capturing our hearts
Sweet devil's food cake
Quite a dream with ice cream!
 Feb 2018 Hanafuda
Valsa George
Lone waters suddenly fructified with darting fishes
Dark night sky made aflame with an array of twinkling stars
A barren heart fuelled with the elixir of love
Only very few people
Truly knew her -
Others never
Took the time.

If they would have been asked
To say something about her,
They wouldn't have been able
To write more than one line!

~ A sad eulogy.

Lady R.F. (C)2018
Please mister,
Don't try to save me
I'm not your damsel in distress
I'm a kick *** vaginad gladiator
Who happens to be having a bad day
 Feb 2018 Hanafuda
Sadly Kida
There was a time in my life
where i loved God so much
that i prayed desperatley
in the night
The moon washing
over me softly like silk
with tiny hands clasped together
i prayed for things to get better

Along with yellow stained walls
and a clatter of beer cans
off into the distant
I prayed

I thanked god
For giving me my mom
and grandmother
I thanked god for the food
That mom prepared for us
I thanked him for the roof
over my head
and for the waves of happiness
that the church brought to me
I prayed for my dad
I wanted him to care

The day i started to lose faith was like
the breaking of glass
I stood before a deacon
soaked from the rain
curls dripping down
my worn young face

I begged to be blessed again
I needed that feeling one last time
The overwhelming feeling of sunshine
warmth, and honey
I needed to feel God’s hand in
my life

To know he still existed
That he didn’t leave me alone
with my alcoholic dad
and shattered mom

That he was there ready
to give me strength

Days passed
weeks grew into months
and i was forgotten by the church

I began highschool
With empty hope that soon
withered away like an unwatered
flower
 Feb 2018 Hanafuda
Star BG
A Cup
 Feb 2018 Hanafuda
Star BG
A cup sits on a stack of books.
as inquisitive eye ascends closer
to a photograph well framed.

Is it filled with coffee to keep one up to study,
as night lamps burn I wonder.

Perhaps it’s filled with hot chocolate to take chills away
on night when wind roars.

Maybe it was an evening meal of soup to drink
before going back to reading.
Or perhaps, it’s filled with chocolate milk
to make an inner child smile
and the books are just coasters.

The choice is yours
as the image is yours to play with
in a mind where anything is possible.
Inspired by Tyler Sullivan photograph on his main page. Thank you.
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