#writingprompt
clarity comes in waves, you weren't searching for,
like pieces of shipwreck, floating to the surface,
flooding the face, with forgotten memories
recounting treasures, once lost at sea.
Apr 25, 2025
Apr 25, 2025 at 7:46 PM UTC
Locking eyes created a burning flame.
The look that lingers across the room,
or silently haunts throughout lifetime frames.
The gaze that wanders through mysteries, of who you might be.
Finding yourself in lingering thoughts,
the mind retreats into dreamscape spots.
Drawing images of creamy gardenias,
Tangled up mazes of wing laced dreams.
Echos from the soul, like quiet thunder, willingly sparks.
Alluring radiance from breath taking oceans and streams.
Weaving canvases of braided devotions,
only from your golden, sun lit beam.
As time folded on, you became the warm center of my vision,
my eyes forever found a path fate seated.
Apr 13, 2025
Apr 13, 2025 at 11:46 PM UTC
Another day
Like any other
Nothing special until I stretch
When I see a spot on my arm
Curious, it's never been there before
I inspect it curiously
Did someone draw it in my sleep?
No, something moved
I inspect it more closely
And I see something there
In a room I'm not familiar with
A woman with raven hair and hazel eyes
Dancing about to music I can't hear
But the sound doesn't matter
Her movements are hypnotizing
Mesmerizing
She's unmatched in my eye
Untouchable by all others
Graceful and untamed and free
It was a wonderful sight
I had a spyglass embedded in my arm
Connected to that which I saw as my world
And since that morning
Day in and day out
I would look through the hole with every waking moment
To watch her and let her beauty flood my mind with joy
And one day, I find myself longing for more
More than just spying through some strange hole
So I gather my coat and leave in search of her
The source of my estranged situation and the subject of my dream
For hours
Then days
Months go by
And years are wasted
And decades go by to no avail
I have grown old and weary
Chasing a dream
So I return home
And grab hold of my door handle
Then to my left I hear another door click
From the house of the neighbor I've never seen
I turn to face them and greet them kindly
When I find myself taken by surprise
To be met by a gaze from beautiful hazel eyes
And flowing raven hair
Slightly grayed from the passing of time
But no less flawless in my eyes
She smiles kindly and greets me with a wave
Her arm has her own spot
"Did you enjoy your trip?" She asked
I'm stunned
What do I say?
I take a moment to breathe
To greet her with a soft smile of my own
"I certainly did. Would you like to talk about it over a drink?"
"I'd love to!" She exclaims and follows me inside
And I've finally found what I've been searching for
Sep 4, 2019
Sep 4, 2019 at 9:12 PM UTC
i found the girl who
felt things too deeply
and instead of burying her
back inside
where she had resided
for a decade
i cherished and nurtured her
and told her it was okay to come out
i found the girl who bore
a fragile heart
and gave too much of
her soul away
she could only see
the good in others
and through loss and rejection
she learned she was too sensitive
to exist in this world
i found the girl who lost
her softness
she swallowed pills
and smoked
to stop feeling
she took a blade
to her own wrist
to make herself go away
she swallowed rivers of
emotion within
and wore armour over her chest
to be more like everyone else
but
i was no longer ashamed
of the little girl
with temper tantrums
broken daydreams
and sad eyes
who felt deeply —
all she ever needed
was love and acceptance
so i found myself
i found the girl who was once lost
i uncovered all the parts of her
and set her free
Apr 30, 2020
Apr 30, 2020 at 6:51 PM UTC
A light cry, gentle and small
The scent of fresh flowers
A new and confusing world
A story every corner
Laughs and smiles all around
Something I'd love to explore
How boring things are in this old world
The toxic smell of smog and odor
My life leading down the drain,
Everything uninteresting
Time to see things for myself
Experience my life
Forgetting all past mistakes
Leading out of sadness
I remember what has passed
My own clock slowly stops
But I would never change it.
Though my imprint was so small
I smile and leave with flowers.
Nov 28, 2019
Nov 28, 2019 at 1:44 PM UTC
Rosemary blue berry
Red cherry scented fragrance
Stubborn flower found a way to blossom in a vacant basement
Tried to pluck her to grow her in my own garden, told her she’s as rare as a spilt milk that found its way back into the bottle after suicidal thoughts led it to the pavement
Delivered silence
Her voice was nameless
Rosemary blue berry
Are the words whispered to the girl you want to Mary
Dress in blue, give her a rose let your persistence stain her thoughts like mashed up blue berries do to white collars
Yet be gentle
Her innocence roams the city parks of your thoughts like a wandering toddler
For should she agree to be plucked from her comfort zone
This flower you are to give to you loving daughter
Rosemary blue berry.
Aug 10, 2018
Aug 10, 2018 at 4:57 AM UTC
*Before the evening came,
The dusk spoke up to my spirit
'bout the redemption it brought to beautiful lives,
I got sunk into the ocean, in a minute
& the memory of my heart walked out into the ashes... to darkling nights
The ashes of my heart flattered across the street
I smoked for a while
& a glass of wine stole the breeze
My eyes glared at the pages written by me late-night
I tried so hard to arrange but every note got flamed up into the pieces of my life.*
Dec 2, 2014
Dec 2, 2014 at 3:17 AM UTC