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Isabelle Apr 2017
Foolish heart, hear my warning
Stop before you start falling
Entry for day 17.
Jim Davis Apr 2017
Do you want to do mi?

©  2017 Jim Davis
Submission 6 words #npmmicro
Allegra Apr 2017
#33
I beg you
granter of desires
aligner of miracles
throw him in my path once more
Dhaara T Apr 2017
You came
You conquered
You stayed

Even as you left
Blue Flask Apr 2017
Our sobs went unanswered
As they lowered me into the dark
Scarlet Niamh Apr 2017
Words float in lost eyes,
broken veins are calling me.
~~ A short poem about a long battle. ~~
Seán Mac Falls Oct 2014
In dim lit room,
She carried the light,
Flaming love  .  .  .
Áine ( pronounced: ahn-ya, "brightness, glow, joy, radiance; splendour, glory, fame") is sometimes mistakenly equated with Danu.
Áine is an Irish goddess of summer, wealth and sovereignty. She is associated with midsummer and the sun, and is sometimes represented by a red mare.
Jim Davis Apr 2017
It
Is the idea of you, it,
is it, really you

©  2017 Jim Davis
Submission for HP theme today - #npmmicro That's it!
Deeee Mar 2017
He
He was everything that made my heart beat
Bottled Thoughts Apr 2017
White roses
She arrowed through
His unsuspecting heart
Bloomed gardens.
How can such pain cultivate a lovely garden?

A florist once told me about an unpopular symbolic meaning of white roses. She said they are flowers often given after you've done something wrong. A floral offering to ask for forgiveness.
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