Waffles Jun 17
If I were to draw me
If I were to paint me
If I were to create a physical representation of me me

I would draw a dancer
One who seems in control
Like she has it together
Like she has full command of her movements, of the floor, of her partner, of the music
She knows what she is doing and she is doing it well
Her partner trusts her
The floor trusts her
She does not trust her
She is making it up as she goes
But she knows she is making it up wrong
But they can't know that.

I would draw a child
full of insecurities
Full of rebellion
Full of doubt - in herself; in the world
A black hole for love
A vessel of fear
But they can't know that either

I would draw me as a kind warrior. A commander
as I step into an imaginative reality that is aided by games, by friends.
I am confident there.
My mistakes are large, but there is nothing real to lose - we can always try again.
My compassion is a rare gem, noticed by any who get close enough to look
(mainly jagged rocks are seen in these seas)
The friendships are Real. And I am too.

I would draw myself as a child.
At least, that is how it would look at first
I would be standing next to a man, my dad.
Upon looking closely, one would realize the man is the child.
And the child is the adult.

I would draw myself as a mom
Picked by her kids. Chosen. Looked up to.
Seen as cool, wise, infallible. A great mom. One full of love.
They would only be right about that last part
And they would only be right about that last part sometimes
PoserPersona Jun 16
Garments stripped from worn bones and weary mind
Feet dragged on tile; hands grasp plastic veil
Stepping into a tub; near swoon divine
A pure, naked self emancipation,
before the squeaking running metalware  
that erases the daily equation.
Dancing, singing tunes of own devices:
Cupid, Shooting Star, Sister Golden Hair
Rocky Mountain High, American Pie
Shitty bosses gonna kiss asses here
Astronauts, cowboys, and rockstars meet here
Best yet, the individual is here
Although merely hidden by a curtain,
all for your view is but a damp shadow.
PoserPersona Jun 5
Honey see,
Honey( do/dew)
Honey do or Honeydew?
do seduces with toxic meats
dew attracts bees for its sweets
do concocts Jesus's Last Feast
dew provides succulent treats
Forsaking he who loved thee
But he can't forgive like He,
or ascend to golden streets
Honey do or Honeydew?
Are you Act or are you Fruit?
I never experienced true love;
And genuine happiness;
Outside the loving arms of my family.
Home is where the heart is;
And my heart is in their midst;
Where laughter and togetherness exists.
They are my ride-or-dies;
My besties;
I'll love them till I expire.
Thank you for reading
Flattery is the machine
Which inflates balloons
Nineteen to the dozen
Yet all succumb
To the beat of the Heart
Genuine praises
Are the roses
Ever fragrant in the heart
Some old ,  odd thoughts
Not meant for here ,but better here than in my phone notes :)

When you help someone out of compassion ,you don't expect anything at all in return is what I feel :))
Maria Etre Apr 16
My heart
feels like it ran
a marathon
I am
in my
t facing
y   o   u
Richie Apr 4
Loving someone is like you're always ready to let them go. Most people tend to hold that tiny string so as not to lose the knot. We are so much afraid of losing the people we love. When in fact, it was just a mere attachment. If we love someone genuinely, set them free. It sounds like a cliche, an absolutely overused one. But, no doubt that's the bittersweet reality. Let that someone find his/her true happiness. If they return, they were always yours. And if they don't, they never were.

Yes, we are always euphoric if we're in love. Being with someone we love is like you are living in a fantasy world that you don't want to wake up. You always feel that ecstatic, deep and profound happiness. No room for being lethargic. When you're with that person, most times you'd feel that you're lost but you're not. There's a feeling within you that you cannot fathom, that you don't want to end. But then again, there's no guarantee. We don't know what tomorrow holds.

And, to the ladies out there. If a man wants you, nothing can keep him away. If he doesn't want you, nothing can make him stay.

And, to the gentlemen/man out there, please stop giving false hope. If it's really over, please tell it outright that you're not coming back anymore. No more run around. We can't continue doing this. If you must go, please do. And, I'd be glad to hold the door open for you.
soliana Mar 18
"cookies and cream is my favorite."

she said as she closed her eyes
and felt the bliss of the coldness
the ice cream swirled on her tongue

he looked at her with a serious face
just thinking what it would be like
if she never came in his life

she opened her eyes
and caught him staring
and so he smiled
and thought of how beautiful
she was with the smile she had
how she had light up the entire universe
that not a star as bright could replace
what she possessed

and so she asked, "what are you staring at?"
and he replied,"nothing"

and he held her hand
and thought how he had his entire world
his entire heart
and all that he can offer
in the palm of her hands

and at that moment
even as she rolled her eyes
he thought
"i am truly in love with all of you."

and all she ever did
was smile.
9:10 PM 2/10/2018
Presley Mar 9
your eyes met mine,
and it was instant attraction.
you shared yourself with me,
and i discovered
that your face was your greatest facet,
and i needed someone
whose heart was the prettiest thing about them.
Where peace prevails....
I have sought.
In my exhaustion,
I just want to breath... clean, fresh air.......
Deep, desperate.... breaths.
I'm drowning in this sadness
I'm dead while I still breath
I just need a break.
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