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He whispered sweet melodies in hear ear. Grabbed her hand and lead her to a beautiful garden. A garden filled with rainbow colors, butterflies soar and flutter about, and showing off their array of aerial acrobatics. As the moon hung high in the twilight hour, he made love to her soul. As she drifted into his warm embrace, the melodies sweet tune slowly melts away to a somber sound. His hands that were soft to the touch, now lay wrinkled and blackened. A crooked smile on his face. The garden abrupts into flames of fury. Horns and a makeshift thorn crown sits upon his head. She touches his face and kisses him gently. "I love you.", she whispers into his hallow ear.
"Even when darkness has filled your soul. I love you." He spread his wings and caged their bodies under them. -CLM
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Not everything I write is true but everything I write is honest. There’s a difference between a story being the truth and a story being honest. 
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Not everything I write is true but everything I write is honest. There’s a difference between a story being the truth and a story being honest. What about the things that you write? What are your writings not? #noteverythingiwrite #collab #yqspecial #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with YourQuote Baba #bedofroses #bedofthorns #sidsquotes Read my thoughts on @YourQuoteApp #yourquote #quote #stories #qotd #quoteoftheday #wordporn #quotestagram #wordswag #wordsofwisdom #inspirationalquotes #writeaway #thoughts #poetry #instawriters #writersofinstagram #writersofig #writersofindia #igwriters #igwritersclub
the dark half of the path 
Here  on the dark half of the path
it's different:
no fuck is given to the frivolousness.
Yep: pain is unspeakable.
Because it's a feeling. Knock knock!
what gifted us, but ruined us?
Language!
Back to the Wilderness.
Everyone in their Sunday Best:
devoid of dress.
We're -IN- this mess.
It's flesh.
Fuck this condemnation of
the cellular, interlocked, dissonant nature
of symbiosis sapping energy
we (or you) are blind to,
and condemn, because 
you don't see;
an interconnected life-force
must have oxygen
and water delivered
to all cells equally (albeit -at all-) to survive.
We can't
and I won't
serve humanity.
Here is the half of the path
un-illumined
where the wilderness still lives
symbiotically.
In shadows, in webs, in league
with arachnids we spin
our shoes of spider-webs
and tip-toe
past the motion-sensors
set up
to organize us all
and separate us
in the buzzing bulbs.
Because, the dark and wild needs to be 'tamed' by some fear-ruled aggressors,
cyclically. -clw .
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the dark half of the path Here on the dark half of the path it's different: no fuck is given to the frivolousness. Yep: pain is unspeakable. Because it's a feeling. Knock knock! what gifted us, but ruined us? Language! Back to the Wilderness. Everyone in their Sunday Best: devoid of dress. We're -IN- this mess. It's flesh. Fuck this condemnation of the cellular, interlocked, dissonant nature of symbiosis sapping energy we (or you) are blind to, and condemn, because you don't see; an interconnected life-force must have oxygen and water delivered to all cells equally (albeit -at all-) to survive. We can't and I won't serve humanity. Here is the half of the path un-illumined where the wilderness still lives symbiotically. In shadows, in webs, in league with arachnids we spin our shoes of spider-webs and tip-toe past the motion-sensors set up to organize us all and separate us in the buzzing bulbs. Because, the dark and wild needs to be 'tamed' by some fear-ruled aggressors, cyclically. -clw . C. Ward . . . . . . . . #poetsofinstagram #writersofinstagram #creativewriting #spilledink #wordporn #poem #poetry #handwriting #glitch #existentialism
I have burst
Into a thousand pieces
Like galaxies of stardust
And hypnotic black holes
Whether you mean to or not
My gravity will pull you in
And the kaleidoscopic pieces of my heart
Will burn harlequin layers of love
On all the shadows of your mind
- I am the mosaic of heartache ... #poem #poetry #poetryofig #writersofinstagram #wordporn #journaling #latenightthoughts #poets #introvert #infj #poetrygram #poetrysociety #writer #quotes #poetsofinstagram #wordswithqueens #poetryisnotdead #poetrycommunity #beauty #womenwhowrite #globalpoetcult #poetssociety #ink #spilledink #creativewriting #poetryislife #worldofpoets #thecultivatedfool #writeitdown #tumblrart
I have burst Into a thousand pieces Like galaxies of stardust And hypnotic black holes Whether you mean to or not My gravity will pull you in And the kaleidoscopic pieces of my heart Will burn harlequin layers of love On all the shadows of your mind - I am the mosaic of heartache ... #poem #poetry #poetryofig #writersofinstagram #wordporn #journaling #latenightthoughts #poets #introvert #infj #poetrygram #poetrysociety #writer #quotes #poetsofinstagram #wordswithqueens #poetryisnotdead #poetrycommunity #beauty #womenwhowrite #globalpoetcult #poetssociety #ink #spilledink #creativewriting #poetryislife #worldofpoets #thecultivatedfool #writeitdown #tumblrart
Caigo como una débil lluvia en la mañana, 
sobre una acera indiferente y mojada, 
y en el afán de no ser pisoteado
cubro mi cara con tus manos,
tu recuerdo me acaricia suavemente 
intento besar tu imagen sobre el cielo 
y sale una estrella fugaz a recordarme: ¡Qué de verso a beso, muere cada día un poeta! © De León Isamar.

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Caigo como una débil lluvia en la mañana, sobre una acera indiferente y mojada, y en el afán de no ser pisoteado cubro mi cara con tus manos, tu recuerdo me acaricia suavemente intento besar tu imagen sobre el cielo y sale una estrella fugaz a recordarme: ¡Qué de verso a beso, muere cada día un poeta! © De León Isamar. #poet #poem #poems #poetry #quotes #quot #instalike #frases #texto #poema #poesia #writing #writer #wordporn #word #escritor #micropoema #microcuento #relato #letras #instapoet #accionpoetica #amorporlasletras #leer #lector #poemas #versos #escritos
Mind in a coffin....
Mind in a coffin....
We sneak out in the silence of the night,
Our heavy breaths, being the only reminder of our existence,
Our bodies floating freely 
With the passion brimming inside them.

We walk on,
Till the air smells of our reunion,
And the leaves rustle,
Singing songs like our bodies do,
Against each other,
Trying to find the right strings,
The right places to curate music out of.

We keep glimmering,
Like the dark night, 
Laden with stars,
Like the moonlight
Creeping inside through the crevices in our rooms.

Each night,
We sneak out,
Existing in a world of our own;
Each night,
I search for our hidden traces;
On the bedroom floors,
On the undone sheets,
On the lipstick smitten clothes,
And in between the marks on our skin.
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We sneak out in the silence of the night, Our heavy breaths, being the only reminder of our existence, Our bodies floating freely With the passion brimming inside them. We walk on, Till the air smells of our reunion, And the leaves rustle, Singing songs like our bodies do, Against each other, Trying to find the right strings, The right places to curate music out of. We keep glimmering, Like the dark night, Laden with stars, Like the moonlight Creeping inside through the crevices in our rooms. Each night, We sneak out, Existing in a world of our own; Each night, I search for our hidden traces; On the bedroom floors, On the undone sheets, On the lipstick smitten clothes, And in between the marks on our skin. . . . . #poetry#poems#writers#mopho#hills#mophoindia#travelgram#trek#poetscommunity#wordporn
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Nobody deserves to be alone in their pain.
Nobody deserves to be alone in their pain.
Her, what can I say about her. I wrote "Her" when I was going through a phase. Maybe every her I know wishes it was them. Or maybe every her I know wishes it wasn't. It's not for me to say really.
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But the her I am talking about, she has had a huge impact on my life. .
Bringing flexibility to the rigid.
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Her, what can I say about her. I wrote "Her" when I was going through a phase. Maybe every her I know wishes it was them. Or maybe every her I know wishes it wasn't. It's not for me to say really. . But the her I am talking about, she has had a huge impact on my life. . Bringing flexibility to the rigid. . Graphics: @yeshamean . . . . . . . . . #DelusionalDystopia #Her . #communityofpoets #poetrydaily #poetsinautumn #artofpoets #poetry #writersofinstagram #quotes #poetrycommunity #poem #writer #poet #art #poems #poetsofinstagram #sad #quote #writing #words #life #follow #quoteoftheday #like #wordporn #writersofig #thoughts #instagood #inspirationalquotes #writerscommunity
“I eat cake because it’s somebody’s birthday somewhere” 🍰 ....
Oh right, it’s mine 🤪
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Leveling up today 👑 |
As I get older, birthday’s become a sacred ritual of reflecting on the past year. 
Even more important than the end or the beginning of a new one. 
It’s one day in the entire year I can truly call mine.
Wishes are filled with more meaning and gifts become the gratitude of life. 
Thankful for another year of growth.
Optimistic for the year ahead ❤️
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“I eat cake because it’s somebody’s birthday somewhere” 🍰 .... Oh right, it’s mine 🤪 . Leveling up today 👑 | As I get older, birthday’s become a sacred ritual of reflecting on the past year. Even more important than the end or the beginning of a new one. It’s one day in the entire year I can truly call mine. Wishes are filled with more meaning and gifts become the gratitude of life. Thankful for another year of growth. Optimistic for the year ahead ❤️ . ➰
THE MYSTERIOUS GIRL
(BREAK PART - 10)

Mom's tears are enough to tell you that, 
no one else in this world can love you more than her,
Sorry mom's tears and dad's scolding, I repeated (correcting the above lines).
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Cheering, chappling, hooting sounds, i could hear, 
The moment was special, so special, 
I felt like he was there beside me, sharing stage with me, 
And the claps it was for us, for the story we had.
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As soon as I climbed down the stage, 
People started congratulating me, "You made us emotional", some cried, 
And I could really see tears in peoples eyes,
Thank you! Your words mean a lot, 
Thank you, thank you I added.
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Hey! Hey!!! Hey... A sound came up between the crowd, 
A hand that waved at me, and for a moment 
I felt like this has already happened, I could rewind the things,
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THE MYSTERIOUS GIRL, just after the end of  EPISODE 14,
I ran towards him, hey! Hey Mr writer, hey  Jayant, hey....!!!! Hey Jay, 
Hey Jay, hearing this he stopped, placing my hands on my knees, taking deep breath...
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(meanwhile returning from flash back) 
Hey! Hey!!! Hey...
A hand waved at me from the crowd 
Noding my head hesitatingly , ya... Ya ya, i spoke, 
Hey! You really write good, you write amazingly, (Said the random person) 
Thank you! I added... .
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THE MYSTERIOUS GIRL (BREAK PART - 10) Mom's tears are enough to tell you that, no one else in this world can love you more than her, Sorry mom's tears and dad's scolding, I repeated (correcting the above lines). . Cheering, chappling, hooting sounds, i could hear, The moment was special, so special, I felt like he was there beside me, sharing stage with me, And the claps it was for us, for the story we had. . As soon as I climbed down the stage, People started congratulating me, "You made us emotional", some cried, And I could really see tears in peoples eyes, Thank you! Your words mean a lot, Thank you, thank you I added. . Hey! Hey!!! Hey... A sound came up between the crowd, A hand that waved at me, and for a moment I felt like this has already happened, I could rewind the things, . THE MYSTERIOUS GIRL, just after the end of  EPISODE 14, I ran towards him, hey! Hey Mr writer, hey  Jayant, hey....!!!! Hey Jay, Hey Jay, hearing this he stopped, placing my hands on my knees, taking deep breath... . (meanwhile returning from flash back) Hey! Hey!!! Hey... A hand waved at me from the crowd Noding my head hesitatingly , ya... Ya ya, i spoke, Hey! You really write good, you write amazingly, (Said the random person) Thank you! I added... . . . Read my thoughts on @YourQuoteApp #yourquote #quote #stories #qotd #quoteoftheday #wordporn #quotestagram #wordswag #wordsofwisdom #inspirationalquotes #writeaway #thoughts #poetry #instawriters #writersofinstagram #writersofig #writersofindia #igwriters #igwritersclub
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Time and experience// understanding the best of the world// respecting humanity// kindness bound. 🥀

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Time and experience// understanding the best of the world// respecting humanity// kindness bound. 🥀 #poetsofinstagram #packpoetry #poetrycommunity #poetssociety #newschoolpoetry #artofpoets #poemsofheart #poets_feature #writersoftheday #artofpoets #women #feelings #wordporn
cause all i want z you,,
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Quisiera confesar que me ido lejos, ya no soy el poeta solitario y mojado, sino uno que huye de su destino. © De León Isamar.

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Quisiera confesar que me ido lejos, ya no soy el poeta solitario y mojado, sino uno que huye de su destino. © De León Isamar. #poet #poem #poems #poetry #quotes #quot #instalike #frases #texto #poema #poesia #writing #writer #wordporn #word #escritor #photography #art #poemas #letras #book #books #versos #accionpoetica #sábado
चुभे पांवों में कांटे याद आया
कि हमने फूल ठुकराए बहुत हैं..... 🍁❤️. . . . . . . 
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चुभे पांवों में कांटे याद आया कि हमने फूल ठुकराए बहुत हैं..... 🍁❤️. . . . . . . #poetry #love #poetrycommunity #writersofinstagram #poet #poem #poems #writer #quotes #poetsofinstagram #writing #art #wordporn #quote #writersofig #quoteoftheday #thoughts #lovequotes #words #writerscommunity #life #poets #shayari #music #inspirationalquotes #writers #follow #wordsofwisdom #instagram
Create your own sunlight 
But don’t expect it to cast no shadows.
Paint your life with all the colours you know
But know that there is no escaping darkness
Live for a lasting forever 
But now and here is your life
If you love the rose and it beauty
Don’t let the thorns bother you
Life ain’t a bed of rose petals 
It’s rather a roller coaster full of ups and downs
Enjoy the bumps, be aware of the tunnels
Dream and wish and hope
But don’t close your eyes to reality 
Because all the things you see are real
If you close your eyes too long 
you’ll be dead before you know
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Create your own sunlight But don’t expect it to cast no shadows. Paint your life with all the colours you know But know that there is no escaping darkness Live for a lasting forever But now and here is your life If you love the rose and it beauty Don’t let the thorns bother you Life ain’t a bed of rose petals It’s rather a roller coaster full of ups and downs Enjoy the bumps, be aware of the tunnels Dream and wish and hope But don’t close your eyes to reality Because all the things you see are real If you close your eyes too long you’ll be dead before you know #quotegram #writer #thinker #writingcommunity #writingprompts #honestlyworded #hippie #quote #stories #qotd #quoteoftheday #wordporn #quotestagram #wordswag #life #wordsofwisdom #inspirationalquotes #inspiration #writeaway #love #thoughts #poetry #instawriters #writersofinstagram #writersofig #writersofindia #igwriters #igwritersclub #postit
On the other side of road
A kid is working more than him
Full of sweat
Full of smile
Hope to get enough of the day
So he can feed his mother alone
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On the other side of road A kid is working more than him Full of sweat Full of smile Hope to get enough of the day So he can feed his mother alone . . . . . . . . . . . #thoughts #quoteoftheday #sad #lovequotes #poetsofinstagram #poems #poem #poetrycommunity #quotes #writersofinstagram #writersofig #bookstagram #writerscommunity #inspiration #motivation #life #work #shopping #tb #book #bookstagram #wordporn #reading #blog #blogger #creative #best #bestoftheday #bestfriends #linesbylife
Living in that same day
When you left me
I still dream of you
In gossips and silence searching for your words
I still feel your touch on my skin
Hoping to see you one day again
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Living in that same day When you left me I still dream of you In gossips and silence searching for your words I still feel your touch on my skin Hoping to see you one day again . . . . . . . . . . . . #thoughts #quoteoftheday #sad #lovequotes #poetsofinstagram #poems #poem #poetrycommunity #quotes #writersofinstagram #writersofig #bookstagram #writerscommunity #inspiration #motivation #life #work #shopping #tb #book #bookstagram #wordporn #reading #blog #blogger #creative #best #bestoftheday #bestfriends #linesbylife
I wasn't thinking of the song by Elton John when I chose the photo, it's purely coincidental.

I wrote this last night, specifically to the people I love, impacted along with me, by my 4th stage dementia personality shift, the hindsight I'm left with, without that few seconds to think, before. 'England's Rain' ©Janine Y. Cranley, 2019.

I am, 
a stanza of poetic justice
in the retroactive, 
sarcastic rage 
of lost Bermuda thunderstorms, 
and, 
you, 
a breath of hope, 
in a neutral, 
relaxing calm 
of England's rain.

There are undo hardships
and loss, 
in my unreciprocated, 
empathetic world,
full of pain, 
where I'm still hanging on,
and holding strong, 
in our connection, 
you, 
the awesome and amazing 
pounding feeling 
in my chest,
always thinking 
of all the very best 
for you, 
never wanting nothing less.

I just could not stand it, 
if my black hurricane 
ever hit you in your heart,
and wrapped your happy light
inside the painful darkness 
of it's upset, 
rising, 
toxic,
roaring wind, 
and, 
so, 
sometimes, 
for all the very best, 
for you, 
I love you quietly, 
in a reclusive feeling 
of very near, 
and far away, 
without a word of God, 
or caution, 
in a longing space 
of time, 
to hear your voice 
speak to me, 
your thoughts, 
again, 
planting sunny seeds 
of affirmations, 
and feeling when you care 
so much, 
to tell me, 
like it is.

I wish and pray 
with all sincerity, 
that the Universe 
speed you quickly,
affirmated blessings 
of all my loving thoughts, 
gently, 
in your day, 
and, 
to plant some seeds 
of sunshine
to grow you 
all the very best,
tomorrow,
in a neutral, 
relaxing calm 
of England's rain. ©Janine Y. Cranley, 2019.

We never knew our own strength. 💞
I wasn't thinking of the song by Elton John when I chose the photo, it's purely coincidental. I wrote this last night, specifically to the people I love, impacted along with me, by my 4th stage dementia personality shift, the hindsight I'm left with, without that few seconds to think, before. 'England's Rain' ©Janine Y. Cranley, 2019. I am,  a stanza of poetic justice in the retroactive,  sarcastic rage  of lost Bermuda thunderstorms,  and,  you,  a breath of hope,  in a neutral,  relaxing calm  of England's rain. There are undo hardships and loss,  in my unreciprocated,  empathetic world, full of pain,  where I'm still hanging on, and holding strong,  in our connection,  you,  the awesome and amazing  pounding feeling  in my chest, always thinking  of all the very best  for you,  never wanting nothing less. I just could not stand it,  if my black hurricane  ever hit you in your heart, and wrapped your happy light inside the painful darkness  of it's upset,  rising,  toxic, roaring wind,  and,  so,  sometimes,  for all the very best,  for you,  I love you quietly,  in a reclusive feeling  of very near,  and far away,  without a word of God,  or caution,  in a longing space  of time,  to hear your voice  speak to me,  your thoughts,  again,  planting sunny seeds  of affirmations,  and feeling when you care  so much,  to tell me,  like it is. I wish and pray  with all sincerity,  that the Universe  speed you quickly, affirmated blessings  of all my loving thoughts,  gently,  in your day,  and,  to plant some seeds  of sunshine to grow you  all the very best, tomorrow, in a neutral,  relaxing calm  of England's rain. ©Janine Y. Cranley, 2019. We never knew our own strength. 💞