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Oct 2016 NvrMnd

Frozen - Loss (10w)

Oct 2016 NvrMnd

Lady RF - Rosalie Fayad

Frozen - Loss (10w)

The night is still - frozen,
Goodbyes are forced, not chosen.

By Lady R.F ©2016

Oct 2016 NvrMnd

the page wanderers

Oct 2016 NvrMnd

Rapunzoll

the page wanderers

my mother always said
"don't fall in love with a poet"
they pretend to love you
but what they really love
is writing about loving you
you are mere words to them
feelings cheapened by a page,
dusty grey typewriters,
and many unfinished drafts
of lovers both old and new,
you are the question mark,
but not the answer,
they are searching for ?
person unidentified: mystery
the page wanderer,
each poem a missing
person poster to cover their
bedroom walls.
they cannot love something
that is in their head
poets are the loneliest of
all people, my mother said.
they write to immortalize
what has long passed.
to live within their words,
but not reality,
lost souls writing suicide notes
and proclaiming it art.

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NOTE: i've noticed people sharing this to other sites without having spoken to me about it beforehand, I do not give permission for this and all poems are copyright, keep this in mind.

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my mother never actually said this to me, but i figure i'll probably end up saying it one day if i have children.

it's pessimistic yes, but i know there are exceptions. please don't take to heart. it's more a criticism of myself than all poets. :)

#love #heartbreak #poetry #sad #depression #heart #pain #lost #thoughts #you

Oct 2016 NvrMnd

Count the Calls

Oct 2016 NvrMnd

Pradip Chattopadhyay

Count the Calls

When winds at night on windows roar
wax runs out dies candle's flame
you would hear a knock upon door
a familiar voice calling your name.

Don't respond nor open the eyes
the voice is keen over winds' howl
grows it louder its pitches rise
scaring even the brave barn owl.

Pull the blanket up your head
you are safe so long you hide
lie dead quiet not move on bed
with mom asleep by your side.

Between the pause your fears mount
if is a chance to be found out
one two three the calls you count
but count it right leave no doubt.

Three times the voice would call your name
for it has no power to do any more
but move onto where dies a candle's flame
and a child is awake behind closed door.

Inspired from a story I used to hear from mom long long ago when unbelievably I was a child.

Oct 2016 NvrMnd

His Light

Oct 2016 NvrMnd

its gonna make sense

His Light

in the darkness,
there are different kinds of light
.
there are lights that;
too bright for you to see the truth,
too dim for you to distinguish the reality from fantasy.
there are also lights that may burn you down.

but the best of all is the light that comes from him---
Our Father.

Our God

©IGMS

lesson #4 from moth

To be able to distinguish the different kind of lights is to open the eyes of your heart.

tap or click the #igmslessonsfromanimals tag button to read the other lessons

#thought #lesson #moth #igmslessonsfromanimals

Oct 2016 NvrMnd

life in writing

Oct 2016 NvrMnd

Pax

life in writing

just a quote
https://www.instagram.com/p/BDOT4kyLpQQ/?taken-by=willyampax

#love #life #rejection #writing #quote

Oct 2016 NvrMnd

Hello Poetry, My Name Is Rosalie

Oct 2016 NvrMnd

Lady RF - Rosalie Fayad

Hello Poetry, My Name Is Rosalie

I'm simply made of good intentions,
compassion runs right through my veins,
I'm a walking empathetic cuddle,
A delightful rainbow
that follows heavy rains.

My heart is pure without reservations,
I am genuine and I am sincere,
I smile when I see somebody happy,
and my heart aches
when I see anybody shed a tear.

I'm told that I have a combination
of great qualities,
kindness, sincerity,
and generosity - A real heart of gold!
I treat people how I would want
to be treated,
on my watch nobody is left out
in the cold!
,
I live without expectations,
I need nature to help me breathe
and survive,
I give back to the earth
whenever possible,
because I know that without it
we wouldn't be alive!

I'm magnetically attracted
and pulled towards natural landscapes
and solitude,
I can't stay away from them
no matter how hard I try!
I'm torn between the enchanting forest
and the vast blue ocean,
such exquisite beauties,
it's no wonder why!

I'm a lover of the magical majestic moon
and the brilliant constellations,
searching for answers
in the infinite celestial sphere
is where my mind spends its vacations.

My inspiration is often found up above
in the mysterious night sky...
Yes! I have been a poet since birth!
This, I cannot, or will not deny!

Hello Poetry,
My name is Rosalie!

By Lady R.F ©2016