their fingers twist around strings that are tethered to firm balloons. whenever we see them, they fly above everyone else, their taunts trailing behind them. but when their balloons deflate, they crash into the rocky earth, and their taunts are buried. air always escapes.
Escapril Day 19! Prompt: vanity. To be honest, this prompt stumped me for a while, and this is what I came up with. Thank you all for reading :)
Colorful balloons, chilly sunny sphere. Princess lady Temi Otedola rebirth, ➕ 1⃣ today. She made it through the womb to a billionaire life. Chosen and heavenly elected. Happy Birthday Teddy mama, here are mine wishes to you. A salubrious happy filled life of peace. Happy Birthday mama Teddies. #c9_fm
*** Belated Birthday Wishes
Goes out to Temi Otedola, Femi Otedola's daughter.
i loved you undeniably i'd have done anything for you if it were possible, to have taken all of space and place it in your palms all you needed to do was ask but rifts between us grew to chasms while the one-sided nature of our relationship ballooned instilled with newfound courage from friends and family i took to it a thumbtack and listened to the popping hiss that sounded we were done
Your prayers in church to God Sundays were daily routine with me decades long. I woke up this morning like before alone on a flying balloon in windless silence as companions viewing the greenery below until you materialized in it in another queen's arms.
I fall off that ride just to find out it wasn't any re-occuring dream I wake up glad right before I hit down in my final big boom
Per your promised word dear we are always together it just hurts being physically apart twin butterfly mine.
Asleep or awake it seems it's all the same heaven all in the midst switching from paradise to hell off and on I choose Heaven with you when you chose hell to be with me I fell deeply in love with you
Understanding now I rather share you then lose you love, and I no longer fall off in dreams, or anywhere Real Kings, mostly do have many wives I am glad I was yours first love, second wife to be decades long fianceé we wanted each other for our first and last love.
Glad to know what it is to be loved and love back to be deeply in love and without boundaries enjoying this out worldly ride. ~~~~~~~~~ By: karijinbba. Revised 02-2021. All rights reserved.
They float and fly, Ascending to a place Much higher in the sky Though little see how they chase You into yet another cry. But you accept it, just in case You fail to come by And deliver your final good bye.
Purple balloons soar As he enters an endless sleep To which escape is no more.
Purple balloons Much higher in the sky Coldly whisper; 'Good bye'.
Deep dark days The curtains of pain fall The stage is covered We don't know what's behind It's the future Something we can't determine Looking up at the sky Walking for a mile We are all strangers Lost in time Our mind is complex Full of emotions we ourselves don't understand If we are deserts Then the dunes are our minds Constantly shifting No reason no rhyme Lost in this strange land We are all alike Yet we are different In how we see life We are balloons hollow on the inside The rubber expands as we live our lives But the question remains Did we do anything worthwhile?