Silently WRAPPED in cloths
But eyes reflects what's really in
Wrapped in deep scars,
heartbroken tears, a painful look,
His LOOK too crook
To love him hard by all
Yet she gets WRAPPED in loving him
Words to be used:
* WRAPPED ✔️
* LOOK ✔️
* DISPAIR ✔️
* HIDDEN ✔️
A LOOK so bleak,
Their future without hope,
WRAPPED in ribbons but beyond reach,
~ Soaring Skylark
A Cinquain poem.
If you'd like to have a go at one yourself, the rules are as follows.
LINE 1 : 2 syllables
LINE 2 : 4 syllables
LINE 3 : 6 syllables
LINE 4 : 8 syllables
LINE 5 : 2 syllables
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Pear (Pear) = 1 syllables
Apple (Ap-ple) = 2 syllables
Pineapple (Pine-ap-ple) = 3 syllables
Just occasionally you'll c...
First you rub my DESPAIR off
LOOK at my eyes then
See my world is WRAPPED
And HIDDEN pleasures alive.
Can you look at me?
My eyes'll you,
What's really hidden.
For a life lots of hopes you gave
And a day silently left,
Thus with my wrapped despair
I'm doomed to be burned alive
Yet I wish
You must be happy
Wherever you are.
" P A U S E "
Life's a mess, one void of stress
A perpetual emptiness, prohibits a start fresh
Of changing mindsets & flickering flames
Indecisively playing an uncertain game
A snap of fingers, a roll of the dice
A trigger to reality, breaking the meditative ice
A stealthy unpause,
Moving forward, unaware of where the roads go
Existing, while the rest perennially flow...
It's been way too long since I've written anything at all. When I picked up the prompt words for the we...
Oh! My lovely
Why do you slip away ?
While my life at sway
And good tidings hide on the way.
Please come to me,
With a lamp of love
To reminisce those days,
Hours and hours we played dice
And together we dined,
And together we slept.
The game we played,
The puzzle we debated
Still fresh in mind,
Yet the missing thing is you
So come to me with a lamp of love
Let's go for a new start.
The tiny drips of water began to fall. With no visibility where they will land, the young droplets fear not. Life simply wouldn't birth their being just to be forever gone to a sepulcher. Down down they go, gaining shape, points and sparkle. They all developed differently, beautifully. Tiny water droplets grow into snowflakes, with no effort of their own. One amazing example of nature's wonders! All drops unique in design.
DISTANCE DOESN'T MATTER....
If just looking at someone's picture can bring a smile on Your face which any jest around You cannot, then distance doesn't matter....
If You can wait months just to spend some mere days with them, then distance doesn't matter....
If throughout the day, a video call from them is what You look forward to earnestly, then distance doesn't matter....
If their voice excites You more than your favourite hobby, then distance doesn't matter....
If You can comprehend their situation miles apart, better than those they are surrounded by in proximity , then distance doesn't matter....
If You can wake up to the dream of a future with them, ignoring the million possibilities ...
How tiny! A life May be
Can grow ahead
And makes beautiful
With young thoughts,
And patience exist.
#SKYLARK CHALLENGE 172
As you grow through this life, remember the times when you were young and tiny.
Remember the child you were?
Never lose that inner child; the sense of wonder, the curiosity, the innocence and the joy only a child could bring!
Yes you are growing but you are always a part of your beginning and that is truly remarkable!
#SkylarkChallenge 172 /2
E cresces como uma planta. Como é bom ver-te crescer. Eras tão jovem e tão pequeno e delicado que tinha medo de te abraçar tão forte para não te magoar. Agora tenho receio que no meu abraço não caiba o aconchego certo para que queiras ficar mais tempo junto a mim. A viver a vida que te dei mas que sei que é tua. E sabia que com o tempo vinham as tuas asas e que voavas de mim, eu sabia e fiz questão de não tas molhar, para o fazeres de livre e espontânea vontade. E assim foi, agora um meio abraço é-te suficiente e para mim também terá que ser pois o resto do abraço eu imagino-o e sonho com ele todos os dias, como se ainda fosses criança e dependesses de mim para te s...
#Skylarkchallenge 172 (2)
Words to be used:
Your strong hands,
Cupped and creviced with LIFE,
Held me near,
and I wonder,
now that you are no longer here to ask,
"Did you shed tears of joy over your first born,
the way you did when you had to leave our first home?"
"Or when you heard I might die young?
"Did you feel my TINY heart,
as we shared wide YOUNG smiles?
You nourished me with seeds of love and pride,
kindness and with the knowledge to GROW,
and make my Daddy proud.
~ Soaring Skylark
PHOTOGRAPHER: David Alberto Coto
While they're young
We're keen to see them grow.
How much love we gave them
That no parents would ever
Yet they abandoned us
With no wherewithal
For them, we're tiny creatures
As two living burdens
Now cursed're the blunders
That we did in life
And we plant a little sapling
Someday would be a shadow of all
That we might enjoy from the heaven.