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// #start#wod // I gulped the night and chewed your fragrance.... ___________________________________
I gulped the night and chewed your fragrance . Your love was the pen and my heart was the page. Metaphors flowed like daffodils spilling spring's song. The satin fabric hiding the stretch marks was calmly undressed.
I laid vulnerably when you blocked the moonlight coming from the broken pane of the window . Lightening struck within your musculine figure But my spine wrapped the echoes.
Our trembling hands tried to grasp the last rays of dying sun - two hearts colliding and shattering into a million tiny stars .
Out of the sunset's red, into the blushing sea. The winds of day drop dead and dreams come home to me. The sunset, woven of soft lights and tender colours, lingers late. As looking back on all day's dreary plights, compassionate ; In a beauteous evening, calm and free The holy time is quiet as a Nun Breathless with adoration ; the broad sun is shining down its tranquility
The iridescent blowfly so unglamorous yet so beautiful, pray why?
Well, beauty's just a random game , Nature plays upon our eyes.
Poverty is greater success than you imagined ; home filled with gadgets and beds you get lost in , five toilets, Designer shoes , your own chef , a house filled with possessions you've never time to appreciate, and no one to share with . It's high security that hides you from life , all lights left burning to make you feel less lonely as you're lest trusting no one , fill up your emptiness with things .
Moon- when southern sun in the horizon spills purple and pink and afternoon breeze expels cold air along with the fallen brown leaves , cherry blossom blooms softly falling from the trees.
Stranger, how many poems have you written?
Number of times people chased my fancy words but failed to chase my sobbing heart. I wrote a poem everytime I have waited like the moon opened arms with a small rythmie beat leading my broken metaphors where they belong.
@writersnetwork@mirakee#pod#vibrant#prompt#flow#soul It's been a while since I wrote a whole poem, I've mainly been writing one liners based on prompts. But this time, Instead of a one liner I wrote this whole piece based on a word prompt; vibrant. Hope you enjoy!!