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something beautiful
a meeting, a night of
talking in whispered
tones, "I love you"
said like a mantra,
you know it was what
I needed to hear,
but you meant it.
"My God, I think, how are you healing me with only a smile?"
My heart breaks in the most beautiful way because you speak a thousand kind words, with only your smile....

-Rhia Clay
This piece is more free verse, reflecting on how the kindness of others can be incredibly healing. Kindness has the power to heal years of wounds without the need for a single word.
silence 7d
I trace the glass with quiet sighs,

Where lovely visions taunt my eyes—

A face like starlight, soft and fair,

A crown of silk for golden hair.
If beauty dwelt within my hold,

Would time be kind?
Would hearts grow bold?

Would sorrow fade like mist at dawn,
If I were lovely, would love stay drawn?
But mirror-me, so plain, so small,

Knows longing builds the highest wall—

For grace is more than shape or hue, 

Yet still… I ache to taste it too.
I wish I was beautiful
what a beautiful
tragedy
my love for you,
so strong,
it can destroy
my very
core
...
I'm hopeless.
Pranalee shah Jul 10
How do I convince my hand not to
stab me?
Every night i slit my wrists
with the blades they gave me,
I tear my heart open to make it a misery
Death isn’t my muse
Yet it chases my words till i cant breathe
My scars burn with agony
as their words choke me with cruelty
O dear tell me how do I convince my
hand not to stab me?
      
                                            ~pranalee
Pranalee shah Jul 10
May i die in my sleep,
for the words I’ve been told.
Their Blades are stained with my blood.
Harsher words don’t stab me anymore,
But the emptiness does
Before i cut my heart open
I wish they would **** me
While i sleep soundly
romgur73 Jul 6
You're hot and cool, you are my muse
You hate tattoos but you like *****
Your shape is awesome, you are fit
Your belly's ripped a little bit

All dudes are sad coz they are dumped
They've been rejected so they're numb
All women hate you coz you're great
They are so sad, it is their fate

They hate to watch how all the men
Look at your **** and chest again
But you don't care what women think
You've come for joy and other things

The Earth is better when you're here
Enjoy your life without fear
You are the best, do what you want
Dance like a crazy, coz you're young
Growth of flowers
in your hair
on a day
of mixed weather
it doesn't care,
brown eyes
are sunny
hair dripping
blondie, shivering
wet with showers,
A gentle delight,
A wrapped
warmth of towel
forecast.
A poem about the best girl-friend I had when I was 36. She was 34 and my soul-mate. I still dream of her sometimes.
Inspiration - I Said Hi by Amy Shark
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