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May 18, 2019
 

All these emotions that I pushed away.The thoughts I keep running away from,the emotions I buried deep within  threaten to resurface as I pick up my pen.A blank page staring back at me,I brush past the cobwebs that  have formed.The unfinished sentence daunts me as I choke.Fearing for my sanity, I run away as far as I can .Away from myself.

FOLLOW YOUR HEART
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May 12, 2019
 

Happy Mother’s Day to all the amazing mothers out there..

Especially to those mothers who are not mothers yet. Those who have tried with all their heart and haven’t had success. Happy Mother’s Day to those who nurture with love and care for animals. Happy Mother’s Day to the women who take other kids as their own. Happy Mother’s Day to the women who are warriors without doubt! Happy Mother’s Day to those who someday will have children of their own..

I dedicate this Mother’s Day letter to you! Because you are strong, beautiful and you are the best woman and all of this I know because all of this is true.

DEVOTED
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May 13, 2019
 

Dear Allah

How little do I know about the beautiful religion you have blessed us with.  

It's a way of life.

The more truths I discover, the more I am in awe. I realise how shaky the fundamentals which I acquired all these while. My ignorance blinded the essential beauty and truths.

Thank you for guiding me, dear God.

Please guide me through, for you are the most compassionate and most merciful.

PRINCESS OF ISLAM
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May 12, 2019
 

Looking at the Big Dipper
Shining
Bright as a diamond
On black velvet
That’s what I like about summer nights.  

SPACE DUST
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May 6, 2019
 

everyone has secrets
hers are buried in fields
where buttercups weep
because the sun
hasn’t graced their faces
in far too long

everyone has stories
hers bloom along
the lonely river,
beside the winding road,
on a path of stardust
lined in daisies and dandelions

everyone has scars
hers are nestled within
the clouds’ subtle sighs,
softened by the moon’s kisses
and the sky’s embrace
guarded by a touch of magic

everyone has something
they keep hidden away
she just hides hers
with beautiful things

- ashley jane

FOLLOW YOUR HEART
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May 4, 2019
 

she is a renaissance,

a breathtaking awakening

she spills peace

down the curve of the moon,

walks through the ashes

of an anxious mind

and rises with a spine

as strong as stone

- ashley jane

STRONG
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May 3, 2019
 

i looked beneath the surface

and found redemption in the words there

i saw salvation painted in bold color

i was consumed by the holiness

of its heart-pounding-wonder

- ashley jane

APPLES ARE THE BEST
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April 30, 2019
 

Mujer

hay tantas cosas en este momentos por la cuales debo preocuparme , tantas metas impuestas que no he alcanzo, es preocupante que mi edad parece fecha de caducidad para ciertos eventos de la vida solo por ser mujer. Es tedioso comparar mi vida con lo que se supone que debería ser , es irritante saber que para avanzar en esto tengo que dejar cosas que me hacen lo que soy.

Y es que por que les importa si no llevo tacones ,o no me pinto las uñas o que color de cabello tengo , ¿por que como mujer mi agregado como persona es la forma en que me maquillo o si llevo tacones? . Por que aun estamos en un mundo donde las mujeres tienen estandartes de belleza por las que un hombre jamas se ha ...

WRITE YOUR OWN STORY
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April 26, 2019
 

Have the courage

To fail

To fuck up

Have the courage

To face rejection

To look like a fool

This is just as important

As having

The talent to succeed

HAPPY EARTH DAY 2019
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April 20, 2019
 

Esa mujer lleva consigo el universo:
La belleza del mundo en la  mirada de sus  ojos café claro, la inocencia de la vida en cada una de sus carcajadas y la malicia de su pensamiento en la forma en camina.
Ella no sabe de punto medios, no le gusta el gris, las mentes mediocres ni los sentimientos a medias. Por la misma razón estoy seguro de que el paraíso se encuentra en medio de sus piernas.! Qué placer tan grande que tiene quien disfruta ese universo.!

CHIRAYU
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April 16, 2019
 


Dear reader,

Yesterday I did something that took courage and bravery. Something that has been holding me back for the past 7 years. Something that I was finally able to give closure to.

I feel good. I feel better. It is not holding me back anymore. I feel like a part of me has healed. Besides, I gained back an important friendship that I lost a long time ago. To be honest, I missed it a lot. I... missed her a lot.

Her support means so much to me, and now that I know I have it I actually feel stronger. It is true that what people say about "the truth will set you free".

Try it. It feels phenomenal.

My advice for you this week will be the following:

If you lost someone due ...

BE BRAVE
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April 12, 2019
 


I wanted to express how the feeling feels in words, this is what my heart and soul had my mind create?


You are and were
My one true dream
Before even we met
In hope's moonbeam,
Such beautiful light
That time would bring
A symphony stirring
Whose music would sing,
Harmony to my heart
Born the true love I feel
Reverie of an Angel
Now your beauty stands real
Red rose in life's garden
Only one there that grew
Evokes all my emotions
That wilt solely to you,
No other heavens flower
Share such petals of grace
In my soul's Universe
Only your sweet blossoms face,
My loves waters flow
Just your roots to consume
Its one purpose in life,
To see your happiness blooms.

(c) ...

LOVE IS GOLDEN
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April 9, 2019
 

No. 154

They all told her
she was beautiful.
How could she
believe them,
when she has no
love for herself.

-Katie L Morris
@klmorris_poetry

LETTRS 2019 STAMP
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April 5, 2019
 

For every woman in this world, I dedicate this poem.

WOMAN
Going through the darkness
Her bright heart cries.
But she tries to cover it up
With her small and little lies.
A smile on her face
Like the crescent moon.
A blessing and a grace
Every woman is a boon.

Written by-BijoylaxmiDas.

POETRY MONTH
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April 3, 2019
 



Inspired by the amazing beauty of my life's one true muse.

My angel
Of beauty pure
Before me
Shines so demure
Perfection
Of my dreams
My love
Is hers in reams
Complete
Without limit
From my heart
Only she does fill it
She's the one
I've waited for
Now my soul
Need search no more.

(C) Lamo The Lion 2019

MATURE LOVE
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April 2, 2019
 

Wrote this for my beautiful muse who has always held my heart's only true love. :)

My heart
Your beauty stole,
No other
Compares
Perfect whole,
Soul of sunshine
Angel bright
Bloomed perfection
Flowery delight,
Warmest smile
Your eyes
Moon beams soft,
Light divine
Pulls my love aloft,
Unicorn rare
Only truth I've found,
Life's desire
My world you fill
With passions fire.

(C) Lamo The Lion 2019

CONQUERS ALL
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April 2, 2019
 

To All My Guy Friends,

I know you love everything about her. I know you love that you can tell her things you've never told anyone. I know you love that you can be yourself with her. I know you love that she cares about you and tries to make you happy. I know you love that she tries to understand how hooked you are in your computer and mobile. I know you love the way she laughs. I know you love how her breath feels on your skin. I know how you love the way her touch is so calming. I know you love the way her arms feel around you. I know you love her smile and her eyes and every last inch of her body. I know you love the sound of her voice and the way she talks to you. I know you love her s...

WRITE YOUR OWN STORY
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March 28, 2019
Johnston, United States

The first blood is a maelstrom of violence. I weep in to myself until my mother comes to hold me. She seems so happy to invite me in to her book club. Her errands become my errands so much that her children are my children.

I begin to shy away from my broad shoulders. I sink them behind my chest and start to cross my legs even when I am sleeping. My screams become quiet suggestions on curtain colors. I dip my wrists in lavender.

My daughter now is not my own. I did not birth her. She is bought with the work of my heart, paid for in lawyers’ fees. But still, I set a seat for her. I tell her of the book club, but I hope she learns—

The dramas are between the lines.

VISIONS
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March 26, 2019
 

I wish I could have a
handful of seconds,
six strings, four chords...
now I just need the words

to tell you hope is hope
but fear is heavy
when I'm climbing toward you
from the end of my rope

and that accidents are just
water under bridges
and bridges are good for romance
so let's skip these games and dance

six strings, four chords,
but I have forgotten how to play
stiff fingers can't find their way
there's just a handful of seconds

the weight of years between us
the miracle of consequences
unforgiving sequences of thought
we know better, we were taught

if your silhouette stood before me
with sweet confessions being made
I'd call you the definition of beauty
no I wouldn't - I'd be too a...

PLAYTIME
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March 26, 2019
Lemoore, United States

“The trouble is,”
He whispered against her ear,
“You are words where the world only wants your beauty.”

“The trouble is,”
She whispered at his lips,
“You see beauty as something to be controlled; beauty is wild and untamable. You, sir, are going to wish I was merely words.”
She said,
Before biting off his tongue.

GOOD THINGS TAKE TIME
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