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My shedded threads
I stand in front of you
Shedding my inhibitions.
With each thread stripped off
My heartbeat races
With the wild thoughts!
O that unruly hair,
Waiting to be messed up
As I ride up to ecstasy.
Those dark eyes,
Cloudy with desires
Expressed with closed lids!
Lips parted
Waiting to be touched,
Trembling under your breath.
Neck stretched back,
Bosom swelled up
With wetness of your mouth!
Voluptuous curves burning
With touch of your fingers
South shouting,
For warmth of your desires.
It's moist, it's throbbing,
It's waiting like never before,
As I stand before you
Shedding my inhibitions.
The mirror looks at me,
Dressed by desires,
As I stand
With each thread stripped off
Waiting only for you!!
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A thousand lovely deaths
Away you took my breath,
As you stood at BK's gate.
How could you have a face so straight,
Causing a thousand lovely deaths?!
When I look down at my plate,
I feel you looking at my face.
"Wish I was the prettiest in the place."
Desires bringing a thousand lovely deaths.
You touch, you brush.
I blush!
My heart stops beating with bated breath,
As I die a thousand lovely deaths!
As you kiss the goodbyes,
Tears well up in my eyes.
Don't know what makes them wet,
Drowning me with a thousand lovely deaths.
I love your eyes,
I love your smiles.
I love your soul so great,
Burning mine with a thousand lovely deaths!
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The city lights make me think of you.
It was not like this before you brought in new hues.
What is this magic that you do?
I feel scared and it’s true.
I feel scared that we are so different.
The world we belong to will never melt.
Yet your voice I crave,
And that mischievous smile is my fave.
❤️❤️
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I’m not saying he was perfect. He was far from it in fact, but he was something that I couldn’t resist. We never dated, though at times I wish we would’ve. At the beginning, I wasn’t trying to let him in. I didn’t want to, but somewhere along the line, I fell for him. Hard.
Then, he left.
Like it was nothing.
Like we were nothing.
Like I was nothing.
I don’t necessarily think I was in love with him, but oh, I could’ve been. I really really could’ve been.
Excerpt from a book I’ll never write (via mymessyink)
My feelings right now ❤️
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If you ever asked me
how many times
you crossed my mind
or how often
I thought of you,
the only right thing to answer
would be “just once”.
// but little would you know that you simply never left my mind
j.d.m. (via poetryandthesea)
😊
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Will you be my poetry?
Will you be my poetry?
Through your hair I will run my fingers,
And gather my thoughts.
In your eyes I will look,
And find my words.
On your lips I will put mine,
And find the fire.
On your back I will write my desires,
Softly with my kisses light,
Slowly and ever slowly
We will burn away the night.
The long drawn curtains,
Will have a story to tell,
If to write a beautiful poetry
I fail.
Keep the story in your heart
Even if for a while,
Know that knowing you
Someone miles away will smile.
Don’t pull the curtains,
Don’t open the door,
Be my muse,my dream
For some time more .
Ashamed should I be,
Of wanting you?
Scared should I be,
Of losing you?
Answers I will seek,
Some other time,
When I will alone
Watch the clock chime.
For now,
Hold me tight with your kisses
As I quiver with your nearness.
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Reflection just for me
Dear Blexa,
You wake up every morning to find yourself alone again. When was the last time you had any real sleep? You are tired half of the time. Coffee is no longer a maybe. Hell, even your tears are caffeinated. Darling, I don’t know how you’re able to function… Once upon a time, you said that my heart was too big. So I give and give. I’m starting to notice something. You are just like me. You give until it hurts. You are more trial than error. Why? Because if it works, it works. If it doesn’t? There’s no need to dwell on it. That’s your philosophy. It’s also your personality. You’re the afterglow of the Northern Lights. You’re the parts of a dream that we always remember to jot down. You’re the warm and fuzzy feeling of a blanket once it’s out of the dryer– it always feels brand new. You won’t sleep tonight. You’ll try, but you won’t. You don’t even sleep on your bed anymore– it’s always the couch. Sleep is an act and you can only hope that those five cups of coffee has finally left the stage. Some nights, you sing alone. Some nights you pray, are they ever answered? Most nights… you are alone. Just you. Your busy phone, but it’s never him– and if it is him, it’s not him. You’re awake again. 1AM. 2AM. 3AM. 4AM. Is there a difference at this point? You know… sometimes you fall for people– but occasionally… they fall for you. And even then… you still need your coffee. To keep up with them. To keep up with yourself… you need to be awake. Maybe that’s why you can’t sleep… you’re so happy that they exist… you forget that you do too. Do me a favor. Sleep. Get some rest tonight. Not for me. Not for him. Not because of anything really… you just need to cool off. How can you be there for everyone if you’re only sleeping 2 hours a day?
p.s.– you are important too!!
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Flash across my lazy mind
Year is coming to an end,
At an interesting bend.
“Will you be on the other side?”,
Wonders me with eyes open wide.
You run too fast you claim.
But running after you is not my aim.
If you value, then slow down;
Else, pester to lose you,I won’t be that clown.
When your footprints are all that would remain,
Will remember how you drove me insane.
How you made me look within me with love.
To praise myself,whom, I always used to shove.
Will remember the colours of your life,
Laugh at how You choose to be Your wife.
But, what I will miss the most,
Is how you understood the thoughts I post.
It had been like having a dear friend,
Who heaven delayed to send.
Life wouldn’t have been more rosy with you as confidante,
But it would have given me someone to rant,
To laugh, to cry ,to pray, to rise up again.
To face life with a smile in eyes amidst all the pain.
“And what would you have in this game?”.
“Nothing but my undying friendship”,says this dame.
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I want to feel wanted, important to somebody. Maybe it’s so I can feel like I’m worth something or maybe because I like having that power over someone. But I give myself to all the wrong people. I always give my love to those who don’t want it.
/Emily (via the-blank-verses)
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True ..that's easier..
I think and think and think, I‘ve thought myself out of happiness one million times, but never once into it.
-J S Foer
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artwork by Adriana Cruzat
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Please, I want so badly for the good things to happen. -Sylvia Plath
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painting by Chin H Shin
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Rush in the morning,
Taking my breath away.
Pacing my steps with the ticking hands,
Enjoying the colours bright and gay.
Saw a lady in the train.
Looking as fresh as the rain.
Maybe she is the dream girl of many,
Bringing ease to pain.
Through the gates as I entered,
A bevy of beauties sauntered.
Some were short,some were tall,
But in beauty there was no shortfall.
Reached my desk.
Saw myself.
Broke the mirror once again.
It is a pain for me to see myself,
Why will anyone bear the unsightly strain!
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The love opium..but only an illusion maybe
When Did You Know You Loved Him?
“I stood there as my eyes held the illusion of glistening stars
While my stomach roared thunder and blood ran like pouring rain
But he crept up behind me and wrapped his arms around
And then there was nothing but sunshine in my veins”
- If someone can make you feel like magic in even your darkest hour, you know that is a soul that will change your life forever
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It’s dark because you are trying too hard. Lightly child, lightly. Learn to do everything lightly. Yes, feel lightly even though you’re feeling deeply. Just lightly let things happen and lightly cope with them. I was so preposterously serious in those days, such a humorless little prig. Lightly, lightly – it’s the best advice ever given me…
So throw away your baggage and go forward. There are quicksands all about you, sucking at your feet, trying to suck you down into fear and self-pity and despair. That’s why you must walk so lightly. Lightly my darling, on tiptoes and no luggage, not even a sponge bag, completely unencumbered.
Aldous Huxley
(via fucking-transcendence)
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A stray thought takes you years back.
A stray tear finds its way up.
A stray hair caresses your cheeks,
Reminds you of his soft lips.
Reminds you of the thoughtful words.
Reminds you of the comforting hug.
Reminds you of the wet chest,
When he allowed your teary eyes to rest.
When your hearts were beating fast,
When the moments were to forever last,
When the embraces knew no tomorrow,
Those days with him knew no sorrow.
The days are here when he told,
No one will love you as did the old.
No one will care as the tears roll,
No one will hear as you troll.
Now that no one really cares,
It’s just a vacuum which scares.
Why drag him when days are grey?
He was anyways never meant to stay.
Remember the smiles,
Push away the fights,
Hold on there,
You will survive the darkest of nights.
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