February 2012
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we can never tell how it will all turn out eventually we are incapable of making the perfect prediction in this fragile world and we have to accept this fact that no matter how hard we try to find the when and why we always have just half boiled answers thrown at our faces and we have to struggle with doubts and worries swim through that sea thus finding truths eventually and learn thus to live...
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melodic movement.
she placed her heart on a plate and waited for the world to catch a glimpse of it her perfect place in her perfect world she intended to find and she tried so hard but in the process she made friends good ones really and she was happy she ventured into this unknown world with a beautiful heart…
Dedicated to melodicmovement
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dark places.
those places where we are afraid to tread where we tend to hear murmuring noises and speaking whispers where we feel is something yet we can see it not places which stir in us a thousand sensations each of a unique kind and we know not why we feel the way we do are places that speak to us of a past of a fear of a truth that can be seen just in half and such places are not to be shunned but should...
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we chose to fade.
we chose to fade like the dying light of sunset dying with every passing second we literally held on to negative vibes to feed the poison in us grow it ever more in fountain-like proportions and make us other beings who would be immortal because because they chose pain instead of joy and we chose just that we wanted just the same we wanted to be alive in death in tragedy and we lived thus in books...
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on the other hand she was just like me maybe just maybe and unless i accepted that i could not have understood our common ailment our common pain making us both suffer under the same heaven beneath the same rain of situations…
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our pathetic future.
we would feel alone in togetherness our fate being so in directional turns bending our destiny like never before for a long time we would seek who we should have been and we would have no answers to look into or ponder upon for we would have been lost for so long in the mist that light would be too thin even if it were of truth to tear through the dust and enlighten our dying souls for we would...
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birth of an art.
is it so illusory as i now tend to find that world where art originates like minute rays of the midnight sky where a new star born far away somewhere spills with joy its very first light is it illusory as the world tends to claim this piece of reality that’s perfectly defined as absurdity i would not hesitate to refuse but it is a necessary illusion i guess for without it something will...
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killing pain.
together we killed cells one after the other we died in endless lines ending the pain that breathed with the beats that lived with our lives together night after night we killed memories that burned and blackened our eyes we thought of destroying worlds with our fingers as we wrote verse after verse of chants on pages made of sepia we thought we could and we were successful though not completely...
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he said i owed him i said i chose not to and i set myself free…
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the subjective.
it not what it always seems its not what it is right there in front of you lies truth covered in all kinds of wrappings and you cannot guess what it is and why it is so sometimes its twisted subjective versions colliding constantly altering the shadows every time a new shape comes up and shatters in the very next second as if it never was meant to be they say truth sustains remains through storms...
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girlbrokendown:
Ludovico Einaudi - Dietro...
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reformation.
the doors of wonders open and i leap ahead into the storm calm, silent, without ripples i move ahead in this cloud unmatched this experience in my conscience will lie it’ll stay like a mysterious reformation of a now i long felt dull and lifeless as i can now sense drops of aliveness staining this page once again bringing me a live world to breath and consume i am nothing but a spec in the...
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“sometimes our most beautiful words have unknown origins.”
– the girl soul
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defeated.
she lost her words to the winds of time buried deep in some past she never really tried to get them back to herself she knew she could not even if she tried she said she did not have enough courage to go with the ordeal so she just left it there to remain truth bent in unknown ways she knew but she remained silent like stone dead was her soul like a dead rose burnt to ashes in the summer sun she...
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i can hear the waves.
i can hear the waves i can hear their sounds though from far they seem to me so close so intimate so pure and inspiring i can hear the waves clear in the night than the day i can talk and get answers from the waves i know i can i would not really lie i can hear them say beautiful things to me and there’s nothing to hide about this adventure that traps me in its subtle labyrinths i can hear...
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floating between time’s floating waves floating lighter than a feather or its bird floating in mild moods, calm postures lost in this world that’s incredibly fantastic like a beautiful story moving through space…
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we are incomplete beings seeking completion like a dog chasing its tail maybe you can compare but you can never really define this state of life as it lies as it breathes in us incessantly filling our lungs with air we are incomplete beings nonetheless and that’s how its gonna remain except we can seek shelter beneath love’s roof care’s sky and hope’s heaven but nothing...
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“there is nothing more painful than seeing your loved ones suffer.”
– the girl soul
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its painful.
tonight its painful the agony complicates with every passing breath i am exhausted like an albatross returning from a long journey yet all i did was to show how much i love them my dear ones in sick states all i can do is care and amid all the cry and shivering i have to stay sane and beware of the slightest hurt that i might cause or the littlest indifference that might affect their soft hearts ...
Anonymous asked: You're quite welcome deary. ~Blessed Be..~
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“a poet’s greatest limitation can never be the lack of words, verses, or...”
– the girl soul
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never before.
never before in my life was i so fluent as this i used to think before allowing my thoughts to further their steps into my brain cells never before was i as free as here, on my tumblr, i am like a light cloud here floating endlessly catching every dream and saving them walking across dimensions and living inside a prism where colors come alive and my world transforms perfectly…
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“we are safest in our dreams, where our adventures are less risky and quite...”
– the girl soul
Anonymous asked: You are amazing. I absolutely love your work.
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sometimes verses can be invisible to a poet though it was born in his very heart carved of his thoughts smells of his ink and yet it escapes unnoticed as he sighs and resigns to anonymity…
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sometimes a poet can be allergic to his own verses…
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pearls.
watch her glow like the morning sun forever so young her heart carries pearls of love and the world does not know how many how many more she carves them herself in nights and days and every drop of tear she sheds is a drop of pearl gifted to the world a drop of love shared and given away without expectations watch her glow like the morning sun forever so young her heart for it carries the pearls...
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water drops.
water drops like pearls decorate the edges of lids covering these gifts carefully these gifts which are windows to the outside world softly bear the silent pain in calm grace watching the world through its own floating lake as pain accentuates the inner turmoil its waves grow stronger with each passing second from drops to fountains and then to rivers of flowing emotions running down the windows...
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deserving hell.
i wished much more and did so less to deserve a miracle of a kind in my little untidy world i am such a weird soul asking more and asking more never ever trying so hard hard enough to share a joy going out of my way to be so very kind i am a freak in a way for i have a million chances and i let them all go and never do i regret as such for the loss that occurred so perfectly in my presence and i...
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should i really wish for it?
i wish more love am i wrong? maybe i am for i have so much already why then am i such a hoarding heart craving more and more of this thing that forever runs away from hands forever away it flies from intentions away into another land “love” when i say its just a phenomena that occurs and cannot hence be held with hands or flaps of your heart or wings of your dreams its a byproduct of...
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the "i" word.
‘i’ is the letter that frequently clouds my thoughts why? “i” tend to ask myself am “i” so important after all? why is it that every time “i” sit and write a poem it comes along and steals the universality of my experience in subtle ways like a parasite feeding on my blood the “i” has to be replaced with a more general more unanimous and...
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i’ll try again a piece of verse to impress your heart but tonight this is all i have to share from this insignificant life that beats in my chest signing off with a kiss to the wind and whispering a calm goodbye to this moment which flies. goodbye.
:)
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“observation, interpretation and manifestation of reality into greatness is the...”
– the girl soul
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let it fly.
let it fly its for the wind to kiss and the sun to shine upon just let it fly so free as you never were yourself but they are and they are meant to its your pretty brown tresses meant to inspire some artist somewhere let it fly away make waves upon an invisible wave of atmosphere let it fly like a piece of long satin thread decorating every season and every color of the sky as your tired eyes look...
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i'll be there.
i’ll be there when the world refuses to listen when your hands are hanging unsupported i shall be there to hold them in mine with soft love and a kiss i’ll be there when you feel you have no ear to listen to your heart beat for i shall come close and feel that beat that you wish someone to hear i’ll be there when nothing inspires your dull days and every attempt to smile appears...
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for love.
all she had was a little piece of bread left in her lap and that too she gave away for her sick, suffering child her last hope was that bread that night she could have either saved herself or died yet her heart said otherwise and she dared to give away her very life.
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a night of death.
in high fever shivering through the night her lonely soul suffered like leaves suffer in winter chill slowly dying a silent death like a piece of wood rusting upon barren ground fallen from the tree watching its death with its own eyes feeling the excruciating pain of life separating from its organic form her sweat drops like tears of the body form and fall sliding through the velvet skin falling...
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and all we had were those conversations unending unwinding forever new our words floated in middle air between our existences transforming selves as love bridged our gaps and filled us with an awe with a graceful acceptance for who we were…
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splintersandmilkshakes:
In this forest of love and hate, I search for him to seal my fate.
Though the trails are dark and grim, the light within will shine on him.
For the bitterness I tend to savor, his love transforms into the sweetest flavor.
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pinksubmergence:
treat my heart fairly it is china the edges are porcelain if you let me fall I break into pieces unseen splinters wounding you and stabbing your feet.
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heart aches.
that land where my heart lives I yearn to be there sometimes…
when the world seems rather dull vague and uninterestingly slow and mean i turn pages of books search people inside or search emotions hidden in my own chest dig it with a digging metal piece or a piece of shattered mirror fallen from a far away past I wish I could be more efficient and it seems I am not a very good explorer ...
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“Finally, in a whisper she said, “All I know is that I love you… and...”
– the girl soul
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inside this heart.
inside this heart lies a thousand secrets each one a thousand words of a thousand poems to be formed like a mirage reflecting from the eyes of its observers inside this heart lives infinity’s waters bubbling, crackling, storming across rushing as blood vibrating as heart shining like love glowing like thoughts inside this heart lies a thousand secrets each one a thousand words of a thousand...
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love from the transparent water glass.
i know the color of ocean the real one the one that lives in us and makes us die for just a drop of it i know its shades its moods and waves i have seen its storms its calm its depths its heights and though i have not yet had a swim in it i know it well to feel how it feels to be in love…
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some kill in order to survive some kill to save the others some kill to themselves die some kill to just prove a point…
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i live and die with stories filled with eternal love not romance just true love and that is enough for me to live another lifetime exploring the depths of emotions of hearts of oceans filling lovers and their eyes…