Don't underestimate me...
I know more than i say...
I think more than i speak...
And i notice more than you realize...😎😎
That is the problem
It is really hard to
live up to them.
the Souls of those innumerable sorrows..
Are getting transformed into tears..
With every breakdown you withhold,
Into Tears of joy..
That will fill your eyes on that day of your liberation..
This is alchemy my friend..
My ways, my responsibility.
When others are busy following
the path already laid,
I prefer making my own ways.
Call me unorthodox, stubborn,
Witless, anything you want to.
I am not bothered as long as
I'm taking the responsibility
of what I do to get where my
Vision is set. Yeah, I am unorthodox,
I make unprecedented moves.
Yeah, I am stubborn, I am willing
To get to the top rungs,
no matter what.
My wits are out of
many people's league,
So I am witless too.
I am no one but a visionary.
The way she would peek over the top of a blanket with an intense hunger in her eyes. She always had an insatiable appetite.
"Thanks for the wood."
"Why are you here?"
"Looking for a soul, mate."
I considered her choice of words and punctuation.
"You found me."
"Just like that."
She's the one.
Give me one thing people don't like about you and I'll give you ten reasons to love that thing...
All she ever wanted is to be found, but not for the sake of begging to be loved....
She deserved acolades
For simply getting out of bed
They told her she was crazy
That it was all in her head
She deserved acolades
Because she never gave up
When life was constantly against her
She told it to fuck off
Bye he said on chats.
Looking into his eyes , I cant live without you she sadly murmured.
Cant live without you at all she said. You are my love, you are my life and I wanna be your wife and I will always love you as I do now.
And thereafter began their never ending chats.
I'll meet you somewhere
underneath the stars
Above the high tides.
I will be there.
Planting a seed at a time,
pouring water from the heart
with a smile like the sunshine...
The casual sadness giving the chills that would suffice.
Later in the days, blooming with all passion..
Like a well-written recipe, she created her life. But lack of spontaneity is the forgotten spice that dolls up a dish.
She started seeing people and opportunities as doorways instead of destinations. She let go and tried new avenues.
Life never tasted so good.
— Alejandria Kate
Skylark challenge 110
You will never have a waist as thin as me
I never eat,I have a will power as strong as graphite
You will never have skin as soft as mine
I wash in the dawn dew
My piercing screams sound in the night
When I command, my wolf will hunt you down
And I will drink of your blood....Be afraid,be very afraid.
Why are you so far, when I need you so close...
Why aren't you with me, when I need you in my arms...
Why aren't you here, when I need a lap to sleep on...
Why are we so apart, when all I want is you...
Why are you with someone else, when all I want is to make you mine...
Beyond the gleamy world of thoughts,
Among the one in the odd nots,
You're a land of sprouting words,
In a writer's prose, seldom found in lots
ADORES MY INNER CHILD
UNDERSTANDS MY FLAWS
LOVES MY LUST FOR LIFE
CRAWLS INSIDE MY MIND
LIGHTS THE FIRE IN MY SOUL
SHE IS THE ONE!
I was in a dilemma as to which side do i let you know..... the one which reflects the morning sun or the one that hides behind as the rays hit my torso and form a shadow.
The one with the empty smiles or the one that cried along with the demons in the shade as they laugh at another attempt to decipher the smile...
I didn't know if you were to stay any longer than a gaze or two for me to decide whether to let you know the story of my sun or my moon....