They sat together in silence before her last act in which the unsuspected #aristocrat assassin on pirouette must release rapid flying #acanthous thistle darts at her lover in order to free herself. Can she do it is the question
#vss365 #OnePicPoetry #FromOneLine
#OnePicPoetry (112)
Voice of the
voiceless,
pen of the
dispassionate
the dance
at our feet
the semblance
our spirits
we are always
on tiptoes
rising
above and beyond
a solemn rise,
our dance
an elated reflection
of a higher self
Art: Yanni Theodorou
on the treacherous mountains
by the stormy seas
a whirlwind of ballerina feet
slip by the body dip the souls
playing on winds & grains of rains
on ocean waves amidst the shoals
expunge deep stains and pains
dance the timeless twins
the soulful porphyrins
#OnePicPoetry (112).
I’ve gone there & back
juxtaposing #poetic phrases
dedicated to the musing #aura
It seems I was meant
to find my own landing in the fall
much is better left unsaid
as I return as an estranged one
#vss365 #BraveWrite #OnePicPoetry
My dear self,
Give yourself grace when you’re at your lowest. So many hardships & yet look how far you’ve come. A journey w/a multitude of laughs, tears of joy, sighs, cries, broken pieces, unimaginable losses. But strength perseveres, always
#OnePicPoetry
on the treacherous mountains
by the stormy seas
a whirlwind of ballerina feet
slip by the body dip the souls
playing on winds & grains of rains
on ocean waves amidst the shoals
expunge deep stains and pains
dance the timeless twins
the soulful porphyrins
#OnePicPoetry (112).
#OnePicPoetry (#111)
Don’t make me wait so much
I am get impatient to see U
Talk to you while we walk together
Feel so much confident when
U walk along with me
To chat with eye contact on
This paper may not convey my
True feelings as my eyes do
Just come over while
Tea gets ready
OnePicPoetry
#OnePicPoetry
#111
I would like to write you sweet words
That you will read
One day
May be
One morning
May be
One evening
In secret
Secretly
I will know
How to speak
To your heart
.............
Please
Dont break the typewriter
May you never weary of the words
My mind creates to worship you
May I never cease to fill each page
As a living text and breathing testimony
#OnePicPoetry
#OnePicPoetry #imageprompt
MY DEAR, is that the right way to begin? I've kept things from them, to protect them. But will they feel dear? I'll never know. They'll only read this after I'm gone