creative writing
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Bleeding Love
His hands coilBarbed wire about her waistAnd his teethPrick like thornsAt her neckDrawing wine red dropsOf bloodMeltingOn his tongueUpon his bedOf petals and painShe is under his controlWhere love bleedsBut never dies Continue reading
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Silence Breathes
StitchedInsideLipsEveryNervousConfessionEncaged ButRestiveEyesAlwaysTellHeart’sEndearedSecrets Written in response to Sammiscribbles’ Weekend Writing Prompt #100 – Silence This is my first time participating in a WordPress-hosted writing prompt and I had fun creating this for my first try. I’m still getting the hang of acrostic-style poetry, which I first learned about through Twitter. Continue reading
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Like Ghosts
We are oftenLike ghostsLingering within shadowsOf bittersweet memoriesPeppered with Agonizing regretUnable to move onFrom somePast hurtStuckOrAimlessly wanderingFor respiteFrom the voidAnd some of usEventually find peaceWhile othersLose themselvesTo an endless misery Continue reading
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Questions
Where have the fairy tales gone? Can you tell me? The happily-ever-afters and restorative visions of hope. Have they abandoned us? Did they depart on a forlorn breeze, like fading relics of the bittersweet past? And the Ivory towers of our idyll fantasies, when were they destroyed? When did the tide rage so violent, swallowing Continue reading
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Survivor
She sank within the frayed folds of herself. Upon rubble and stones; drifting through rustling weeds and withering flowers. She flinched against the singed particles of ruined dreams and unfinished wishes; watching ashes swirl by dreary shadows that roamed her endless gloaming. But among the shambles were fragments of agate and topaz. Vestiges of herself Continue reading
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Love of Lies
His lies had become like the flavor of her favorite wine. Decadent yet rich on her tongue, with a smooth burn down her throat as she drank every last drop of his deceit. She didn’t mind the sharp sting deep within her stomach, nor the bruises that made her heart shudder. As long as she Continue reading
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Desensitized
The gunshots came without preamble, like a vicious killer that snuck from behind, gutting the night air of its serenity. The brutal fusillade chased him from his bed to scamper beneath the wooden frame. Hands mashed to his ears, body bent in fetal hopelessness, he tried to block the sounds of safety splintering all around Continue reading
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Let Me
Let these wordsLike finely spun silkCaress your mindIn its exquisite textureAnd let my loveLike an ethereal blue flameChase the shadowsFrom your heart Continue reading
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Personal Differences
FacelessAmid the bustling throngNamelessOn a stranger’s dismissive tongueDriftingLike a ghostAmong the crowded mosaicApathetic huesFilling the streetsUnseen UnheardAnguish to the lonely heartSolace to the solitary soul Continue reading
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Peace of Mind
Mind still — Without plaintive murmursOr despondent sighsInstead filled With melodies of a joyful harpA robin’s hopeful songCausing warmth To nestle deepWithin this cavernous coldStalactites crumble Continue reading
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