I see life,a mirage destined to rise as smoke could flee
Blames,breaks, crevices and cracks turns you a turbid sea
The search for self is like love in a killer heart
Like parched on a land of sand
Ecstasy as natural could be,
Finds a hope forlorn to make you a wretched me
Till life keeps ebbing away,you find a distant land
Meet the crevices above with wisdom at hand.
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Carol Rifka Brunt, Tell the Wolves I’m Home
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I see life,a mirage destined to rise as smoke could flee
Blames,breaks, crevices and cracks turns you a turbid sea
The search for self is like love in a killer heart
Like parched on a land of sand
Ecstasy as natural could be,
Finds a hope forlorn to make you a wretched me
Till life keeps ebbing away,you find a distant land
Meet the crevices above with wisdom at hand.
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I craved your heart and you gave me flesh,
Memories made memoir and you gave me little to cherish
All I wanted was with you to age and all you gave me is a distant mirage!
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I craved your heart and you gave me flesh,
Memories made memoir and you gave me little to cherish
All I wanted was with you to age and all you gave me is a distant mirage!
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Not all men are bad,but I am so used to getting less that when someone offers selfless love,I still feel the self in it.
Have forgotten the gentle feeling of love altogether!
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When it rains, I cup in two palms to save
But the water,the drops free the clutches
You know it's the feeling to protect galvanised to an escape
Walk ahead to the shelter my dear as the sky watches,
Let the downpour not drench for the heart's already!
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Thank you @aworldelsewhere and everyone who got me to 500 reblogs!
When pain becomes a habit, happiness feels weird.
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When pain becomes a habit, happiness feels weird.
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The skies and the earth never meet. When they do,it rains!
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All world's a stage and we mere players,
As you like it goes in the words of Shakespeare
Pensive morning painted in black and white
Riddles in memories of a shrunken heart who never saw the light
They say age makes you wise but grief pays off
Like a ballad,whose hero clutched in the death robe
I have made people hoaseries of my naked sorrow
As a kerchief fallen from hand,never to be picked for a bow.
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Oh Jesus,to love is to rise from the dead
A miracle on the battlefield, blood wretched skin,fist to knuckle head
For only to win a war lost at the end.
For truly love is everything except what it is!
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Love is from the conscience for conscience's wealth of poor
The rich holds its conscience in flesh for treason's strength at the door.
I don't bind in the affairs of flesh,it's too a wretched game,
To cry,weep,beg in a tainted mesh is not my nature to blame.
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Love is from the conscience for conscience's wealth of poor
The rich holds its conscience in flesh for treason's strength at the door.
I don't bind in the affairs of flesh,it's too a wretched game,
To cry,weep,beg in a tainted mesh is not my nature to blame.
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I craved your heart and you gave me flesh,
Memories made memoir and you gave me little to cherish
All I wanted was with you to age and all you gave me is a distant mirage!
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I don't know and I don't want to know.I am happy with this ignorance.They say ignorance is bliss.
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