Love more
When you look into the mirror,
when you gaze into their eyes,
and feel lift up to the skies,
high above all terror,
Love more!
When time seems up in the air,
when they kick you in the dirt,
when it's all unfair,
and even when you hurt,
Love more!
At least, just try.
©tikilove
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Open up to me
I wish I could read your mind,
To fight the monsters you hide.
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tikilove 9w
Love by mistake
We were lost kids wandering through a weird reality;
One that did not suit any. One made for a fool.
Too soon? Too late?
What about fate?
Our first kiss sealed our destiny,
Could it be fake?
Our love started as a beautiful mistake.
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tikilove 9w
Ocean therapy
My tired body floats; my mind is free.
I let myself drift away.
At the mercy of the sea.
Letting the ocean carry all my worries away.
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Sea
The sea taught me life's generosity, as well as her cruelty.
The sea taught me to stay calm and mighty.
The sea taught me to wander, and yet, wonder.
The sea taught me to always go deeper, despite the overwhelming serenity.
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tikilove 10w
Vitaminsea
The waves of the sea remind me to simply be. Calming and reassuring, they always find their way back to the shore. It feels good to my soul.
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tikilove 9w
Home
I have a story to tell.
Not a tale or a tragedy. Not even a sob story.
Neither about love nor glory.
It's a story about the sea. Yes. It'll seem like a fantasy.
Come closer and listen to the whispering sea shell...
Born on an island which have looks of a promised land.
Yet, I dreamt of big lands and skycrapers.
To travel the world like though sailors.
But no place ever felt like home like the sea shore of my land.
Where coconut trees can gently kiss the blue sky's forehead. Where the sun, the moon and the sea share a bond none can understand.
Yes, home is when the warm sand is at the palm of my hand.
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Battlefield
I wear my heart up my sleeve, be careful about
Triggering make-beliefs.
In the mess of my thoughts, anything can start a war.
You'll know. You'll hear me roar.
My mind is like a battlefield, my heart a grenade.
No, I'm not afraid.
Despite knowing this bloody bomb could explode,
I do not fear any chaotic road.
Look out for the whistle blow,
In chaos only I glow.
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tikilove 11w
My child
In a corner of my mind,
I know she's there sleeping.
This young and reckless child,
With sunflower eyes, smiling.
She played with a pebble,
loved to pop a bubble.
Let her blossom,
Not be forgotten.
Oh, how high she could fly...
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tikilove 11w
Word Prompt:
Write a 8 word short tale on Wild
#wild #wordbattle #wod #mirakee #writersnetwork #inkbleedWild
Child, you can't hide all this wild!
Learn to embrace it with all your might.
Love how you can easily open your mind.
For sure, child, you're one of a kind!
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tikilove 11w
Word Prompt:
Write a 8 word one-liner on Ignore
#wordbattle #wordplay #wordprompt #mirakee #writersnetwork #inkbleedIgnorance
If ignorance is bliss, what shall I miss?
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tikilove 11w
Our flow
From the moment the sun bowed, and
Lights dimmed as low as allowed,
Our love gracefully arose to life, until the
Wild sunrise would sheathe our blessed shadow like a knife.
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The unbreakable thread
You have ripped my soul.
Torn into two separate parts,
Where I have to choose between
Hoping and resigning.
Yet, both parts, as well as my faith
rely on one thin but unbreakable thread,
Love.
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Broken
My heart aches for a love that left me broken.
Heavy with pain and too many words unspoken.
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Sweet escape
I craved for your embrace,
For hours which turned into days.
I missed your pretty face,
For it was my only breathing space,
Distracting me from all the craze,
Taking me far away from the rat race,
A never ending desperate menace,
Your presence was my sole sweet escape.
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Hope
When all is dark and grey,
For hours which turn into day,
The sight of a smile gives me hope,
The hope makes me smile and helps me cope.
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Un rêve...
Comme un doux rêve,
Une courte trêve,
Un merveilleux manège,
que la dure réalité achève.
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tikilove 29w
Life or death?
The uncertainty of life,
or the ineluctability of death...
Which one frightens you the most?
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tikilove 58w
Inkbleed
I bleed on paper because there are no more tears to cry.
I bleed on paper because the ink dries faster.
You left me with no regret,
Treated me like an object.
Too late to reconnect.
The glass is broken but it won’t mend,
All the words have been spoken,
We just can’t make amends.
So, I bleed on paper because... I don’t know…
I don’t want to put on a show.
I bleed on paper because the ink fades faster than sorrow.
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Memories
Memories recollected in tranquillity are for smiling at the old days- today.
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