Miraquill
Meandering
I stumble through this concrete jungle life.
It’s not just all the faces it’s the pace that dilutes us as our balance displaces; the haste with which societies chase us. Peace evades us from places we seek to be; where solace waits to embrace us.
It’s like being always there but never present.
I observe this world, soaking in all that confounds, such insanity surrounds me that I find of late, the necessary comprehension still hasn’t found what would compound and break down all this uncommon ground.
Conformity is the window I gaze lustfully through.
Seemingly always off kilter; off balance, off key like I’m destined to be on the outskirts; just me. Not chained or involved, yet glaringly to me somehow still I’m not free.
Normality is the poison at which we sip; it infects us but we fail at total intoxication unless we acquiesce and ingest its full dose.
I’ve not been let down in the abundance of comparisons to always find and to pale in, things to try in; win and fail in. I’ve found life won’t always give room to divert or curtail in; leaves you flailing in the midst of your self-cultivated derailing.
This world is not obligated to make sense to me. I see so many people, through them, into them. I know enough to know I’m not missing enough to miss it.
Escape from this madness feels imminent somehow, the idea of it pulls at me softly; the thought knows something of me so murmurs too often words certain to soothe me.
I will wander alone until I find my unascertained destination.
The exit light shines brightly, my feet walk there despite me, carrying me lightly to where I should be rightly. To where fighting what’s inside me isn’t nightly, where solitude won’t slight me.
I will find a plane of existence that makes sense.
I know I'm not wrong; that there’s harmony somewhere, I just have to get there, I’ve felt its existence in highs and in despair. I’m all too aware of all that I forswear in the burden I bear in my journey elsewhere.
I just must.
Journey elsewhere.
©theycallmetreacle
theycallmetreacle
omnivert
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theycallmetreacle
146w
i hope that when i leave,
you forget how much i love you.
©theycallmetreacle -
but darling, you reek of reminiscence
yet somehow the melancholy looks beautiful on you -
we drift back
❤️miles and years can separate two people. All of a sudden though, they can reek of one another. ❤️
©theycallmetreacle -
theycallmetreacle
153w
are there musketeers that guard the heart?
I've not finished breaking yet, not far to go
Before I start mending here's what you should know
I loved you the moment my eyes met your face
Your beauty made it such a wonderful place
Beautiful fingers and beautiful toes
Beautiful eyes and a beautiful nose
I've never been able to miss you for long
I miss you forever now, everything's wrong
Nothing feels right now we're so far apart
This is why I can't function; I don't have my heart
I'll love you forever and always will be
So sorry for breaking and not being me
When we used to sing and to dance on the table
And laugh and be crazy each time we were able
Your smile is the sunshine and all of the stars
Your life is my blessing; so perfect you are
So be all the things that you think you can be
Be the change in the world everybody should see
Make the most of this world; see the magic around you
Use your voice and your mind; they're the things it comes down to
Show the world who you are and they'll fall at your feet
You're perfection my darling; you made me complete
©theycallmetreacle -
have a think
People throw love around these days as though 'like' is isn't enough or, a good thing.
If you like someone lots but don't love them enough to be a joyful bonus in the good times and their solace in the bad, enough for them to be yours; because really, that's the love we all need...
Just say like. Like is good.
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theycallmetreacle
153w
it's too late and i'm too tired
I don't want go or to do this tonight
I just can't find any end to this fight
My love for you burns but I'm frazzled and scarred
I've never had anything nearly this hard
I cant accept blame for an argument had
Where you rant and you curse and go over the bad
Where you speak over me, through me and each time I speak
Put it down to a rant or erratic or weak
Saying you haven't spoken and I just won't stop
That I just don't listen, I'm over the top
Sometimes you're those things at once all mixed together
But to tell you that now would just cut your last tether
I don't want to be in this thing if it's fake
We're much better than that, we'll admit our mistake
Of prolonging a thing thats just not meant to be
Let me love you from here now where you can't see me
I let you go baby, you're free now, move on
I'll remember with love how I once found my someone
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theycallmetreacle
153w
requital not required
I’ve got lots of secrets I’d love you to know
I wonder what you’d have to say
I’d tell you them all and you’d tell me yours too
If you ever looked over this way
You don’t know who I am but I love you despite that
As I keep you like this in my mind
Whilst you’re perfect like this you are all that I need
We can keep it this way that’s just fine
You smiled at me once you know, ages ago
What a beautiful thing to behold
I bathed in that moment and you’ll never know
How the magic you weave took a hold
When I see you the Jazz Divas sing in my head
They croon at the beauty of you
They sing things to me you’d have certainly said
If this thing I pretend at was true
But you’ll never know, I won’t make that mistake
I will love you this way, just for me
I’m a smart girl you see so my heart will not break
I can love you forever, pain free
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theycallmetreacle
153w
in that wakeful daze
If I stand on my tiptoes I can see a good night’s sleep
I can’t quite reach it but I’m sure I might before the morning creeps
It hides from me as if I’m counting from behind a tree
I can’t get it to understand I want it to find me
It’s like I’m skating constantly between awake and dreaming
Exhaustion takes its toll on me my sanity is screaming
It blows its fuse and finds its calm and bliss finds me instead
My brain shuts down and hears no sound but thoughts in my own head
But still no rest I try to dream but constantly I’m thinking
And that just makes it hard; I close my eyes and end up blinking
I try new ways to mute my mind but options limit me
This over thinking pit I’m in is causing sleepless misery
I need to shut the world out temporarily to mend
I need this sleep to find me and to love me, be my friend
I wish it wouldn’t run away I’m longing for its care
I hope one day it just stays still so I can meet it there
I’m sure they say that hurt or loss is something you should sleep through
Supposedly it benefits to do the things that heal you
So I’ll keep chasing and keep hoping, I won’t give up trying
Until I’m sleeping through this pain and dreaming that I’m flying
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theycallmetreacle
153w
love mindfully
When I tell you I love you as much as I do,
The me that you found I am giving to you.
She's got so many questions and thinks you’re the answer,
She thinks you’re the truth and not just a romancer.
Try not to take what you don’t really need,
Love her just as she needs you to, like we agreed.
She’ll love you right back and she’ll love you with fire,
She’ll love you in all of the ways you require.
Be carefree not careless and, more than before,
Fill your cup up with her love and hers up with yours.
She’ll make you some rainbows if you give her rain,
Fill her rain with your sunshine and make them again.
©theycallmetreacle
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heartinkedblack
136w
Deep in my heart
I know it's over
Then why can't I still
Delete your number -
whiterabbit
135w
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shubham2157
153w
I really never had a definition for love but then, I met you .You are my definition for love
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FAIR.
every time
you hurt me
i find a way
to make it
My
Fault
©dobbytheliv -
paulwrites
153w
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50 Word Story #13
"One day you're going to love ACDC."
"Like hell," she says.
I crank the stereo. 'Back In Black' blares out.
"I hate that singer."
I grin. "He repaired cars before he joined the band."
"Sounds like he drank the motor oil."
"You're mean."
"Of course," she says with a wink.50 Word Story #13
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snoopy_hooman
153w
Sometimes we say bye
But
Our heart says don't go
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There is this world. And here we are something called humans. And there is this another pretty thing called hope. Erasing the vague line between possibilities and expectations. Every fuckin time.
©thegarimaarora -
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