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December 2, 2019
San Rafael, United States

Im engaged! I am so happy and proud to be with this man. He absolutely adores me and has made my life so wonderful. I needed him and he has been right there to be the man that I need. I

INKTOBER: ANNA
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December 2, 2019
 

The winds move through these late night trees,
Just as the burning embers of memories past sear me to my core.
These chunks roll around, leaving a path of destruction.
Feeling torn in half over a mere paper cut is so baffling,
I don't understand why it hurts so badly.
One last moment of bliss would be my wish on every first star,
I can never get enough.
If only it would just go away already.

INKTOBER: ANNA
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December 1, 2019
St. Petersburg, United States

In my cucoon I rest,
for it's by far the best
in which my genetic memory could invest.

From here I see,
a whole new play is played,
no words delayed.

Opted out of your virtual reality,
causing major frailty,
I rest in the real me... who doesn't feel guilty.

Nothing but authenticity,
there lies my honest "trick"
and if you accuse me of duplicity,
you're not seeing the whole pic.

I and you
can meet anew...
under new guises
this time the wisest,
but a voice says
"Don't rush God's ways"

Teda Kokoneshi

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December 1, 2019
 

The surf is as restless as my crazy heart.
The sky has been sundered like my broken heart.

Never forget
But never again

Find heals in the wet
Marshland sunset

Riding the speed limit
Into the sun

As jupiter passed venus
To the moons open arms

The suburbs are singing my blues tonight
Neon bible singing my blues tonight
Funeral is singing my blues tonight

Never forget
I'll never regret

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December 1, 2019
Dumaguete City, Philippines

It’s been a while. 4 years have passed and everything is as chaotic as it was before. Probably even more so.

What have I been doing. Well, nothing to brag about that’s for sure. I still live in misery.

I do miss some of my younger years but I definitely don’t regret them.

Am I becoming old or am I just going senile? I think I’m both.

Life and me just don’t get along very well. We certainly don’t well together.

I still hate my life and always will. But I guess, the sentiments are the same.

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November 28, 2019
 

Living Up To Porn

In an inkling of a second all the care and confidence you restored in her; you had made her feel like the most beautiful, loved woman in the world until her security melted down around her and a painful memory awoke

She’s not good enough.

It just took one glance at the image on your screen; the flawless curves; untamed and passionless sexuality, which sadly explained why you never made love to her even in the sweet moments at night; that glance shackled her spirit as her insecurities arose

She’s not enough for you.

“I promise” flew out your mouth as you commanded her to believe your lies without a breath of remorse or reassuring her heart. Defending your selfish affair...

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November 25, 2019
 

My mother often spoke of a gentleman in tales, she would tell me this little story of a young man. He would forever walk with a silk-like, black stick by his side; medically it was unnecessary, more like a prop. With his stick in hand and waistcoat on, the gentleman would strut around the crowded town. Back then, the town felt as big as a city. You could often feel out of place there. One miss step and you’d trip on the cobbles. And the people, there was always so many people; the town never seemed to sleep.

The gentleman, although he acted as a righteous man, he was kind. Almost too
kind. Mother said “A man in love will always be a kind man… Until the day he is wronged.” I think I now under...

WRITING IS LIFE
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November 20, 2019
 

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Tu aroma no solo borra la nostalgia, me apasigua y me consuela en medio de esta noche larga, donde ni las tinieblas son capas es de extinguir la luz divina que dios te otorgó, ahora que incluso ya después de la vida, seguirá tan clara como el sol.

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BALLPOINT PEN DAY
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November 19, 2019
 

Purity

Finally I am free

At last I am to truly be

The one I know inside as me

And not be held by chains

To the world I now sing my part

My mind restored as is my heart

I look upon a brand new start

With very little pains

I do not care to look behind

There's nothing there that I will find

To educate or soothe my mind

Just memories and stains

So onward now, forward I go

Where I shall end, I do not know

Across many bridges high & low

Walking the earthly planes

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ENJOY THE LITTLE THINGS
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November 19, 2019
 

Forgotten? — The Hunt
—————————–

I'm looking around for what I can't find
Nor left or right, nor in front or behind!
And a worry of wonder:
Have I gone blind?

Why can't I find what should be there?
Nowhere, nowhere, where ever I stare!
Filling the void underneath my skin:
Roots of a chilling dark sprouting like weed from their mother: dreadful despair!

Yet I cannot stop for I know it's there!
What was abundant in my past,
Is in my present days rather rare.
And a thought of wonder:
Why such change?

Passing by are grumpiness and gloom,
Everywhere I roam, day by day.
Casting their shadows upon my inside,
Eating up dreadfully the available room.

And just when complete darkness...

NEVER FORGET
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November 18, 2019
 

Flashing lights and chanting crowds,
fueling my ego  burning on people unknown.
I am a disappointment
One who took up the crown and rented it to the devil.
I drink toxins to keep away my toxicity.
To the people who see me other wise,
I am not the one who you think I am.
I beat myself up everyday.
Not on the outside ofcourse,
Scared and bruised on the inside.
There's no sign of who I was or what I wanted to be.
I have given up the idea of me itself.
Without the fuel the demons they eat me instead.

ENJOY THE LITTLE THINGS
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November 18, 2019
 

As the time slowly crept,
Days, nights, years,
Sometimes too fast,
And too mellow,
I ran from the things along,
Sometimes a herd of unknown,
Sometimes those known unknown,
Desires sometimes pulled me down,
Just normal human desires,
A craving for human touch,
An ear to listen,
A mouth to kiss,
I ran from places of joy,
Of merry and ploy,
And into abyss,
Or sometimes decay,
Of the body,
The soul,
When clouds would thunder,
Over my horizons,
I would sometimes wonder,
Maybe this is the apocalypse,
The night for the new beginning,
And pull over my blanket,
For I was scared,
Maybe I am scared,
And as I run,
To a place even I don’t see clear,
The storm brewing inside my chest,
The numb of my senses...

WORLD WATERCOLOR MONTH
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November 17, 2019
 

Los miedos no se eliminan, más bien se moldean.

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PIPE
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November 16, 2019
 

It's not for an end to start.

A Good book never ends but left unwritten to be filled.

Don't hunt alone for the unknown treasure. A hunter has only one story but a treasure has 100 more. The stories never end but disguises themeselves in different shapes to find it around. The journey is unknown and the destination is not known but a mere hope to find the treasure is all what we know.

In the quest of these stories always leave the traces of the map you find out and show the light to others journey of dark and wild in the midst of a forest filled with mysteries to find out the treasure you are searching for.Don't get into the trap and you will be caught. Somepath seem to be long and some are...

WORLD WATERCOLOR MONTH
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November 13, 2019
Ambler, United States

To
Those
who
Choose
to
Judge Me:

I want to let you know that I do not take any of your hateful comments, hard stares or complete avoidance to heart.  I just don’t take any of your gossiping and complaining (about me), personally. It has become a daily part of my existence to “emotionally detach” myself from the toxicity emanating from human kind.  So your attempts to try and make me feel small or be small were smashed even before that thought crossed your 3D frame of mind.

Although the annoyance of sharing a space with another who clearly is not your my biggest fan is not on my top ten list of “faves”....,
I swallow the thoughts that my ego feeds me and I spit out the illusions that ha...

TINY QUEEN
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November 15, 2019
 

Getting back to Lettrs, is like being back home, that too, after a long time.
I never felt lost, or panicked, after a comeback, for lettrs always welcomes, with two big hands, a warm hug, and a light slap,
Saying with a glare, "start fresh, by saying a sorry".
"Sorry lettrs, for a late comeback".
Radhika.

WORLD WATERCOLOR MONTH
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November 15, 2019
 

Fire butterflies

Do you see its charm?
Just a shy, warm sunshine
and it seems that this season has the gift to unchain hearts, to pulsate fire butterflies...

Do you feel its tenderness?
Just a kind, light wind
and wings in love touch..
touch gently the ground,
till the sunset falls down,
down on the earth...

Just a breath,
in dry smell, reddish rustling,
reigniting stars in steamy ash,
fire mirrored in dew,
till the sunrise comes down,
down on the earth too..

It’s autumn !
Why have we forgotten ?
To be hearts,
looking crazily for love..
For the fire butterflies
never die,
just go to another sky..

LIGHT LETTRS LOGO
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November 15, 2019
 

The Fall & Hope...

Colours of the world around have changed,
greens are now red, yellow, amber
The beginning of an end that is about to arrive
an end of the summer it is..
an end of a bright warm time..
Time travels through all the hues to adorn the tones of earth and nude..
all that's earthy sheds itself, time tricks you yet again..
the new nothingness stares at you, through all the empty branches on the trees.
You walk into the faded winter's night, cold and numb, not knowing how to welcome the change.
Along comes the Spring that fills you with hope..

A hope that  is stronger than the mute despair.

WORLD WATERCOLOR MONTH
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November 14, 2019
Frisco, United States

I wonder,
I try to read behind the words you write.
You sound angry at me for something I did wrong...somehow I wronged you, but how isn’t clear.

It almost sounds like I was supposed to do something to change things between us somewhere along the way...moving to close the distance somehow....but every time I’ve ever thought that was what you wanted from me, I’ve felt smacked at, run away from, shut down on...so I don’t think that it’s that you wanted me....it couldn’t be, could it?

Every time you’ve told me over the years about them talking to you about marriage, I’ve felt so lost because I want to hope, but hoping is pointless when the other person doesn’t see you that way.

You’re angry ...

BE BOLD
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November 13, 2019
 

Hola, hola por siempre a ti, a quien escribo desde el alma y mente con la sinceridad y el amor al prójimo.

Hoy tengo algo importante que decirte; Estoy feliz a tu lado, estoy despierto y me siento vivo, también te tengo que agradecer por ayudarme a unir los pedazos caídos de mi alma, por eso gracias y muchas miles.

Gracias por estar y existir en este momento del mundo, me siento bien contigo y tu flujo de la vida.

Por favor no cambiemos eso.

De momento un sencillo adiós.  

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