#poetry #review #iwritesometimes
Halo and Horns
She was born as an angel,
But she could never learn to fly,
They snatched one of her wings,
And crushed it right before her eye
They left her miserable,
With fear settling in her bones,
Then one night a devil greeted her,
And gave her one of his horns
So with a horn surfacing off her halo ,
And with half a heart black,
She swore revenge on those who had hurt her,
But her empathy always pushed her back
Hence she is still worthy of an angel,
Her halo surrounded by horn and a wing
But she ain't an angle anymore,
She untied herself from all the strings
Life taught me harsh lessons,
But the best one I know,
Is your halo need wings as well as horns,
Then only you can grow !
~
Halo and Horns
She was born as an angel,
But she could never learn to fly,
They snatched one of her wings,
And crushed it right before her eye
They left her miserable,
With fear settling in her bones,
Then one night a devil greeted her,
And gave her one of his horns
So with a horn surfacing off her halo ,
And with half a heart black,
She swore revenge on those who had hurt her,
But her empathy always pushed her back
Hence she is still worthy of an angel,
Her halo surrounded by horn and a wing
But she ain't an angle anymore,
She untied herself from all the strings
Life taught me harsh lessons,
But the best one I know,
Is your halo need wings as well as horns,
Then only you can grow !
~
iwritesometimes :)#iwritesometimes #review #poetry
Halo and Horns
She was born as an angel,
But she could never learn to fly,
They snatched one of her wings,
And crushed it right before her eye
They left her miserable,
With fear settling in her bones,
Then one night a devil greeted her,
And gave her one of his horns
So with a horn surfacing off her halo ,
And with half a heart black,
She swore revenge on those who had hurt her,
But her empathy always pushed her back
Hence she is still worthy of an angel,
Her halo surrounded by horn and a wing
But she ain't an angle anymore,
She untied herself from all the strings
Life taught me harsh lessons,
But the best one I know,
Is your halo need wings as well as horns,
Then only you can grow !
~
Halo and Horns
She was born as an angel,
But she could never learn to fly,
They snatched one of her wings,
And crushed it right before her eye
They left her miserable,
With fear settling in her bones,
Then one night a devil greeted her,
And gave her one of his horns
So with a horn surfacing off her halo ,
And with half a heart black,
She swore revenge on those who had hurt her,
But her empathy always pushed her back
Hence she is still worthy of an angel,
Her halo surrounded by horn and a wing
But she ain't an angle anymore,
She untied herself from all the strings
Life taught me harsh lessons,
But the best one I know,
Is your halo need wings as well as horns,
Then only you can grow !
~
iwritesometimes :)Life is a poem--
Written in an aesthetic ballad
It tests your toes--
On the highland of--
Iambic Verses
Don't know the ballet?
Just creep on the rhythm of--
Its feet,
For it never alliterates
Nah! You can't dodge its loop
To break its cryptic spell--
You've to sing the Meter--
Up to six--
Where every secret gets a rest
#review #life #Sbh
Written in an aesthetic ballad
It tests your toes--
On the highland of--
Iambic Verses
Don't know the ballet?
Just creep on the rhythm of--
Its feet,
For it never alliterates
Nah! You can't dodge its loop
To break its cryptic spell--
You've to sing the Meter--
Up to six--
Where every secret gets a rest
#review #life #Sbh
Oh, look how far have reached my steps,
a mile on count is left ahead
A desperate run in a go gets done,
a joy to swirl the one mile sun
To stand so quiet, when spring falls off ,
a bliss i sight in the one Mile ride
Four wind vanes standing up high,chasing the rushed train passing by,
my vision stands till its last sight blurs the eye
Oh,look how far have reached my steps,
for them to become a trace of joy , a mile ahead is the Start of my
To run is a myth,
don't run, steps might lie
Stand is the Start,
to a one mile joy..
a one mile joy.
#review
#sans
#sillypoetry
a mile on count is left ahead
A desperate run in a go gets done,
a joy to swirl the one mile sun
To stand so quiet, when spring falls off ,
a bliss i sight in the one Mile ride
Four wind vanes standing up high,chasing the rushed train passing by,
my vision stands till its last sight blurs the eye
Oh,look how far have reached my steps,
for them to become a trace of joy , a mile ahead is the Start of my
To run is a myth,
don't run, steps might lie
Stand is the Start,
to a one mile joy..
a one mile joy.
#review
#sans
#sillypoetry
Betrayal
My spirit is shattered into chunks
The grief of mutiny is intolerable,
My psyche is prompting by deception,
Tears are cascading down from orifices,
Raindrops ignite sprinkling from the sky,
I realize like hazes feel my anguish,
The sky is wrapped by gloomy darknesses,
Grumbling advents from mists,
It's like its a celestial voice,
Foretelling me to dwell robust,
It feels so difficult to divulge anyone again,
You halted me into pieces,
Will I be able to trust anyone again?
Will I be able to love anyone again?
Does genuine love exist?
What's engraved in my destiny?
Will I be secluded eternally?
Im walking down the alley,
I glimpsed myself in the stream,
Darting at my introspection,
I queried myself "who am I?"
I relinquished myself,
I will discover my true self,
I realized not to alter myself for others
Somewhere in the world is my soul mate,
One day I will meet him,
One day I will find my true love,
My soul mate will accept my true-self
#review #poetry #ae
My spirit is shattered into chunks
The grief of mutiny is intolerable,
My psyche is prompting by deception,
Tears are cascading down from orifices,
Raindrops ignite sprinkling from the sky,
I realize like hazes feel my anguish,
The sky is wrapped by gloomy darknesses,
Grumbling advents from mists,
It's like its a celestial voice,
Foretelling me to dwell robust,
It feels so difficult to divulge anyone again,
You halted me into pieces,
Will I be able to trust anyone again?
Will I be able to love anyone again?
Does genuine love exist?
What's engraved in my destiny?
Will I be secluded eternally?
Im walking down the alley,
I glimpsed myself in the stream,
Darting at my introspection,
I queried myself "who am I?"
I relinquished myself,
I will discover my true self,
I realized not to alter myself for others
Somewhere in the world is my soul mate,
One day I will meet him,
One day I will find my true love,
My soul mate will accept my true-self
#review #poetry #ae
Betrayal
My spirit is shattered into chunks
The grief of mutiny is intolerable,
My psyche is prompting by deception,
Tears are cascading down from orifices,
Raindrops ignite sprinkling from the sky,
I realize like hazes feel my anguish,
The sky is wrapped by gloomy darknesses,
Grumbling advents from mists,
It's like its a celestial voice,
Foretelling me to dwell robust,
It feels so difficult to divulge anyone again,
You halted me into pieces,
Will I be able to trust anyone again?
Will I be able to love anyone again?
Does genuine love exist?
What's engraved in my destiny?
Will I be secluded eternally?
Im walking down the alley,
I glimpsed myself in the stream,
Darting at my introspection,
I queried myself "who am I?"
I relinquished myself,
I will discover my true self,
I realized not to alter myself for others
Somewhere in the world is my soul mate,
One day I will meet him,
One day I will find my true love,
My soul mate will accept my true-self
#review #poetry #ae
My spirit is shattered into chunks
The grief of mutiny is intolerable,
My psyche is prompting by deception,
Tears are cascading down from orifices,
Raindrops ignite sprinkling from the sky,
I realize like hazes feel my anguish,
The sky is wrapped by gloomy darknesses,
Grumbling advents from mists,
It's like its a celestial voice,
Foretelling me to dwell robust,
It feels so difficult to divulge anyone again,
You halted me into pieces,
Will I be able to trust anyone again?
Will I be able to love anyone again?
Does genuine love exist?
What's engraved in my destiny?
Will I be secluded eternally?
Im walking down the alley,
I glimpsed myself in the stream,
Darting at my introspection,
I queried myself "who am I?"
I relinquished myself,
I will discover my true self,
I realized not to alter myself for others
Somewhere in the world is my soul mate,
One day I will meet him,
One day I will find my true love,
My soul mate will accept my true-self
#review #poetry #ae
Useless rant
Do I want what I say I want? Or, has the seed had been planted before the light illuminated the dark recess of my imaginary brain? The relentless pursuit of the immediate need to the satisfaction of the body and the possessing passion proceeds to deplete attention on what’s ahead. The future is fixed for me, and I am living out the same day repeatedly until there is no more of it. The body can’t take it. The brain, like an unused muscle, shrivels up and refuses retention of what’s important in every way. Who is to say what I am. Everyone tells me what I am. I am a credit score. I am my grades. I am the output of work. I am a risk, an issue, a statistic. I am a consumer group. Age, sex, height, weight. I am a relation of sorts, from blood to random encounters from less-traveled paths. I am material. That’s all I am. There is no place for the soul. Souls have been destroyed. Feelings and emotions are weaponised for control. Control emotions. Observe the spectacle of denial and living out the myths on 4K screens. Isn’t it all so beautiful? And I don’t have to do a damn thing.
#review #stream_of_ onsciousness
Do I want what I say I want? Or, has the seed had been planted before the light illuminated the dark recess of my imaginary brain? The relentless pursuit of the immediate need to the satisfaction of the body and the possessing passion proceeds to deplete attention on what’s ahead. The future is fixed for me, and I am living out the same day repeatedly until there is no more of it. The body can’t take it. The brain, like an unused muscle, shrivels up and refuses retention of what’s important in every way. Who is to say what I am. Everyone tells me what I am. I am a credit score. I am my grades. I am the output of work. I am a risk, an issue, a statistic. I am a consumer group. Age, sex, height, weight. I am a relation of sorts, from blood to random encounters from less-traveled paths. I am material. That’s all I am. There is no place for the soul. Souls have been destroyed. Feelings and emotions are weaponised for control. Control emotions. Observe the spectacle of denial and living out the myths on 4K screens. Isn’t it all so beautiful? And I don’t have to do a damn thing.
#review #stream_of_ onsciousness
Talking your heart out to a close family member or a friend or socializing with your loved ones is de-stressing and makes you happier. Staying connectedeven virtually is helpful.
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Her heart like summer breeze,
Pecking on your cheek and running away.
Her gaze on you like winter sunshine,
Soothing the depths of your soul.
Her smile like bright lights,
Lights that lead you home.
Her fingers tangled in yours,
Like thread holding your pieces together.
Her kisses like she's saying grace,
Bringing you out of darkness to light.
Her presence like air,
Healing you, feeling you, keeping you alive.
#review
#mans
Pecking on your cheek and running away.
Her gaze on you like winter sunshine,
Soothing the depths of your soul.
Her smile like bright lights,
Lights that lead you home.
Her fingers tangled in yours,
Like thread holding your pieces together.
Her kisses like she's saying grace,
Bringing you out of darkness to light.
Her presence like air,
Healing you, feeling you, keeping you alive.
#review
#mans
#tony #poetry #review Left Alone
Star gazing over the night
Falling apart from the horizon,
Lost my shining sun
Sunk into the darken night.
Sound of silence is hunting
With my horror memories,
Paths are disappearing
Losing that Dawn’s sign.
I wish it would be
A nightmare like other time,
But every inch of surrounding
Laughing at me for my thinking.
It is a pity bitter that I bear
But no one is listing my roar,
I really like a mad want to quit
But there is no exit point.
Walking endlessly for a little ray
But don’t where it stays,
My blood is looking like red wine
I don’t know if this mean; I’m fine.
In between those harsh scars
You can’t say this is who,
Sometimes even I feel
Is this really who I’m suppose to?
I never reach the line of life
Hell is continuously bulling,
Lost the hope from Heaven
Now I’m dead again.
Coldness at night’s air
Shallow water from river,
Never ending darkness
Carving into me more.
Having a iron collar
And a ruined old soul,
I walk mile by mile alone
Without looking back or front.
In the end it is a story
But kind of true,
This is what my inside me feels
When I left alone by you…
Star gazing over the night
Falling apart from the horizon,
Lost my shining sun
Sunk into the darken night.
Sound of silence is hunting
With my horror memories,
Paths are disappearing
Losing that Dawn’s sign.
I wish it would be
A nightmare like other time,
But every inch of surrounding
Laughing at me for my thinking.
It is a pity bitter that I bear
But no one is listing my roar,
I really like a mad want to quit
But there is no exit point.
Walking endlessly for a little ray
But don’t where it stays,
My blood is looking like red wine
I don’t know if this mean; I’m fine.
In between those harsh scars
You can’t say this is who,
Sometimes even I feel
Is this really who I’m suppose to?
I never reach the line of life
Hell is continuously bulling,
Lost the hope from Heaven
Now I’m dead again.
Coldness at night’s air
Shallow water from river,
Never ending darkness
Carving into me more.
Having a iron collar
And a ruined old soul,
I walk mile by mile alone
Without looking back or front.
In the end it is a story
But kind of true,
This is what my inside me feels
When I left alone by you…
A mystery far above a wonder
A being of a greater prosper ,
In the midst beyond and beneath lay its roots enormous
A sheer holy blaze of one's cry,
As ashed as calcium on sand witnessing existence of a shy
A mystery above a wonder,
For a swim that takes away the joy to drown an obscure thunder
A bright of one's sky,delving for a dwell beneath the high,
Unsung to the ballads of voices left deprived of a try
In the dilemma of life suppressed is its prosper, its thrive
A mystery far beyond a wonder,
For dreams seem more than a slumber
#review
#mypoetry
#sans_writes
A being of a greater prosper ,
In the midst beyond and beneath lay its roots enormous
A sheer holy blaze of one's cry,
As ashed as calcium on sand witnessing existence of a shy
A mystery above a wonder,
For a swim that takes away the joy to drown an obscure thunder
A bright of one's sky,delving for a dwell beneath the high,
Unsung to the ballads of voices left deprived of a try
In the dilemma of life suppressed is its prosper, its thrive
A mystery far beyond a wonder,
For dreams seem more than a slumber
#review
#mypoetry
#sans_writes
Title : Don't call me up
Lying down on the bed when you'd feel restless,
The guilt won't let u sleep causing much stress.
When you'd look around for someone to cuddle,
U won't find me anywhere girl.
You'd feel all blue & lonely.
You'd regret cheating on a guy who loved u solely.
You'd grab your phone,
And your fingers would stop over my contact.
Much u would hesitate,
But normal you'd pretend to act.
If still somehow u managed to call me up,
I would never answer it back.
Darling cuz u never really cared for those efforts I made for ya,
Even when u didn't loved me back.
I don't wanna fall in love with u again,
I fear this time I wouldn't be able to handle the pain.
So please don't call me up,
Have hardly moved on don't drag me back to my past.
#review #San #poetry
Lying down on the bed when you'd feel restless,
The guilt won't let u sleep causing much stress.
When you'd look around for someone to cuddle,
U won't find me anywhere girl.
You'd feel all blue & lonely.
You'd regret cheating on a guy who loved u solely.
You'd grab your phone,
And your fingers would stop over my contact.
Much u would hesitate,
But normal you'd pretend to act.
If still somehow u managed to call me up,
I would never answer it back.
Darling cuz u never really cared for those efforts I made for ya,
Even when u didn't loved me back.
I don't wanna fall in love with u again,
I fear this time I wouldn't be able to handle the pain.
So please don't call me up,
Have hardly moved on don't drag me back to my past.
#review #San #poetry
#tony #poetry #review Left Alone
Star gazing over the night
Falling apart from the horizon,
Lost my shining sun
Sunk into the darken night.
Sound of silence is hunting
With my horror memories,
Paths are disappearing
Losing that Dawn’s sign.
I wish it would be
A nightmare like other time,
But every inch of surrounding
Laughing at me for my thinking.
It is a pity bitter that I bear
But no one is listing my roar,
I really like a mad want to quit
But there is no exit point.
Walking endlessly for a little ray
But don’t know where it stays,
My blood is looking like red wine
I don’t know if this mean; I’m fine.
In between those harsh scars
You can’t say this is who,
Sometimes even I feel
Is this really who I’m suppose to?
I never reach the line of life
Hell is continuously bulling,
Lost the hope from Heaven
Now I’m dead again.
Coldness at night’s air
Shallow water from river,
Never ending darkness
Carving into me more.
Having a iron collar
And a ruined old soul,
I walk mile by mile alone
Without looking back or front.
In the end it is a story
But kind of true,
This is what my inside me feels
When I left alone by you…
Star gazing over the night
Falling apart from the horizon,
Lost my shining sun
Sunk into the darken night.
Sound of silence is hunting
With my horror memories,
Paths are disappearing
Losing that Dawn’s sign.
I wish it would be
A nightmare like other time,
But every inch of surrounding
Laughing at me for my thinking.
It is a pity bitter that I bear
But no one is listing my roar,
I really like a mad want to quit
But there is no exit point.
Walking endlessly for a little ray
But don’t know where it stays,
My blood is looking like red wine
I don’t know if this mean; I’m fine.
In between those harsh scars
You can’t say this is who,
Sometimes even I feel
Is this really who I’m suppose to?
I never reach the line of life
Hell is continuously bulling,
Lost the hope from Heaven
Now I’m dead again.
Coldness at night’s air
Shallow water from river,
Never ending darkness
Carving into me more.
Having a iron collar
And a ruined old soul,
I walk mile by mile alone
Without looking back or front.
In the end it is a story
But kind of true,
This is what my inside me feels
When I left alone by you…
Random
In a frozen month of December-
A window was left ajar
I couldn't hear the whisper on my door-
A breeze of chrysanths--
Singing too loud
She waited patiently--
The Sun was yet to go down
Trembling mortality--
Her crow cried out a lullaby
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I wish I were deaf-
I wouldn't be dwelling
Beneath the ground
But the Sun had to set-
To rise on the other side
In a frozen month of December-
A window was left ajar
I couldn't hear the whisper on my door-
A breeze of chrysanths--
Singing too loud
She waited patiently--
The Sun was yet to go down
Trembling mortality--
Her crow cried out a lullaby
#review #Sbh
I wish I were deaf-
I wouldn't be dwelling
Beneath the ground
But the Sun had to set-
To rise on the other side