Everwake reminders,
Ruins always showing,
Afterthought, sought and beautiful,
Silently undermining,
Under rushing emotions,
Ruthless and unrelenting,
Evermore.
Forgiveness (acrostic)
Frozen in motion
Or paralysed by fear
Rainbows made of tears
Growing for years and years
Inner silence forgotten in an ocean
Various emotions, all taking over
Everything means nothing
Nothingness or old memories?
Even miles apart I can
Still feel your smile against my
Skin. Forgotten are our pasts.
Sleepless (acrostic)
Somewhere, hidden by
Light and lust and love
Exists my shadow man.
Enticing and iridescent,
Powerful and passionate.
Let us be awake all night;
Every night. Until, the
Sun kisses our eyes and
Sleep allows us to be free.
Light and lust and love
Exists my shadow man.
Enticing and iridescent,
Powerful and passionate.
Let us be awake all night;
Every night. Until, the
Sun kisses our eyes and
Sleep allows us to be free.
Sunday Scribblings #80
Every Wednesday, Aaron shares a prompt on his blog: http://confusingmiddle.com. This is week 80. The prompt is Hello. Here we go.
Hello, he whispered into the headset and when he heard her voice he knew that
Everything would be okay. She was the only one able to ground him;
Listening to him without passing judgment and without stars in her eyes.
Love. He had said, “I love you.” Twice. Was this friendship turning into love?
Overwhelming emotions, a feeling of unconditional understanding, and yes; love.
She had him at Hello.
Sunday Scribblings #19 – lost
Listless waves lapping at my feet. Even the
Ocean is feeling this loss.
Slipping on emotions, repressed for too long,
Tears will never be found in the puddle guarding past sadnesses.
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An acrostic written for peckapalooza’s Sunday Scribblings. Take a look at his blog https://confusingmiddle.com/
better off dead
This one is exclusive on this blog. Nowhere else you can find it. Feeling spoilt? Well… You should. You are something special and you matter. And I am in a manic mindset. Yay me…
Still in love with you
Sore
Thoughts.
Invisible
Lines.
Lovesick.
Inner light
Never bright.
Little known truths
Of love. Loss.
Vulnerable. Almost unbearable.
Empty heart. Heartbroken.
Words lick my skin
Inside. Craving the sin.
These truths became fantasies
Heaven weeps. Lost minds?
Yielding strength. We gave up.
Old wounds become new scars.
Untouchable thoughts. Forever hidden memories.
(Dedicated to my best friend who passed away two years ago. He shared the Thin Lizzy song “still in love with you” with me one night. (Sharing music was our thing.) I listened to that song earlier and that’s what inspired this poem.)
reflections of an unquiet mind 