stripped down all the way naked
crying on the roadside waiting to be saved
the fire in her couldn't keep her warm
she was scooped in a violent storm
trashed by her own kind and kicked
by the behind, searching a helping hand,
when the lighting struck
her soul ignited again
the rain stopped and her body divined
she smacked her tear so far, it couldn't
leave a mark like an ugly scar.
May be frozen sometimes,
I just don't know what I want.
And I never thought of my choices before
As I walked all alone and always left astound.
May it be so,
And all obscure
About my preferences now.
As they are not strong enough,
To pull me back to the ground.
Maybe I am unconscious, hit by the mirror,
Now all depressed and broke.
I want to run and hide beneath
As I don't know how to endure.
I do not need to bother,
About the new surroundings now,
As I do not believe in what goes around
And comes back around.
Maybe I will be provided with,
A plenty of choices and alternative roads.
And I may turn down the super ways
As I call myself a perfect confused soul.
Maybe you will place a glass O'wine
On my table to have,
Just hold my hands and close my eyes,
As I will choose the thorns too
Whether it be your demand or you pray.
Maybe my preferences would change,
At the moment and after a time.
And I may leave you to cry alone
As I will be left with no other choice.
Maybe you will be with me
In this never-ending journey of our
Forever and always,
As I know you are a perfect match
And I will rejoice your stay.
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4 minutes ago02
Love speaks. press your ear against my chest and listen, to the words of my heart and your eyes shall glisten
With time judicious
This shit tastes delicious
I wont let you extigusih
Cuz it won’t make any other more bright
Real leaders only wanna build up other leaders
They dont want followers
You can lay on the ground
Let em walk all over
Theyll still complain you aint flat enough
In order to find inner peace
i just had to get mad enough
To become elated
To find the braided all the tiny fibers
That are so vulnerable
Twisted up together
They are now impenetrable
☘️ What if there was O N E more day ? If so then take us away ...
look upon the o c e a n s
& find there an omen
muse way up on high
& contemplate the s k y
gaze at tall m o u n t a i n s
& bathe in cool fountains
run w i l d with the wind
& dance with our kin
breathe in the s u m m e r
& celebrate a lover
Inhale s w e e t blossoms
& remember the forgotten
Listen on symphonies
& r e v e l in the melodies
l a u g h with our friends
& wish that it n e v e r ends. ☘️
It wasn't until I realized that a glowstick can't glow until its broken, is when I finally figured out your algorithm. Now I understand why every time I looked at you, you'd be consumed with confussion assuming that the spark in my eye, was my heart searching for someone else to leave you for soon. Yet, in every possible reality, fucking scenario and fantasyland imaginable, all I ever wanted was you. Still do... #confusionpoetrycontest#Fromwhisperstoroars#fridaynighthearts#packpoetry
10 hours ago226
простите меня за это, прошу
16 hours ago684
извините, автор не может придумать других фото, а ещё он тупой
16 hours ago484
о да, куча однотипных фото с одним и тем же рюкзаком
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простите меня за сегодняшние фото, завтра, думаю, будут нормальные