Desdemona

In the midst of chaos I have found my heaven, My haven of peace; And I realized This lay within me, It’s always been there… Cocooned within!

I choose to love you When your heart is lost among daisies And your eyes cuff in awe of clouds I watch you through fading violets Standing upon a stem of hope Pick me- Place me in your vase Water me with tears- Of happiness and wealth- Not of coin, but comfort #vss365

Poetry is her solace, a haven cozier than her reality. She writes in silence, not for fame, but to feel. Poetry is the cocoon That keeps her safe A salve for the soul Ever wonder why Anon is always a woman? Because she bleeds truth in ink, The truth that’s Unfathomable.

I want a nickname A spot by the fire A dance in the kitchen I want to be a snowflake Crystal beauty Falling in your hands I want chocolate hearts Shared with smiles And kisses to melt, the pain I want you Wanting me Across the crowded room In love #vss365 #BraveWrite

“Love is fragile, yet unyielding—mystical, yet selfish in strange ways.” ~rev 📸 self

Marcus Aurelius’ Meditations

as I stood by his grave, I stared at the #violets, wild yet pretty. I whispered, "You lied." Then I heard footsteps I knew by heart. I turned. He was there. Alive. "You’re supposed to be dead," I said. He smiled, "& you were supposed to forget." And i choked… #vss365

I could really do with a bestie like this... 🥰

Some souls speak the same language, even in silence.

Her fingers ran through the cropped strands on her head. The dye finally set, but it was more lavender than #violet. She frowned, trying to fix some of the stubborn curls at the front. The color wasn’t bad, but it didn’t make her complexion pop. And so, she hated it. #vss365

In this tale of love, we become a patchwork— stitching ourselves into each other’s frayed edges of life.

Dear me, Do you remember The lone #violet That blooms quietly Behind the old willow? It still blooms on time. Demure and bright The violet always reminds Of the unspoken violence That purple speaks of. With love, I wish to let You know, you are Within the lone violet. #vss365

I talk to myself because I'm a better listener than most...

Above the heavens where eagles soar but seldom dare snow-capped peaks pierce skies of deepest blue Where #violets bloom few and fair the wind blows clean the soul runs true The mind knows peace unburdened, bare my heart, it dwells forever there. ~rev #vss365 📸 self

"The fridge contains frozen tears, Sholmes" "Not a fridge. A vault, Hatson" "Vault? For what?" "To keep Geriarty's emotional receipts" "Chilling evidence, Sholmes" #vss365 #tear

Flickering flames #mesmerise, fireflies weaving tales in night's soft glow #10wordspoet 24th July

It’s weakness, she was told, to shed #tears. Although it began much earlier than that. Trembling in the chin; pupils squeezed like berries. Fragility crumpling the textures of a face, feigning apathy. So she learned to hold it all in. Throat ragged with silent screams. #vss365

We don't talk about it The tears in the room Better to not ask Awkward moments Why are you afraid Why are you stagnant There are no answers Paradise in despair It's only dark on the inside His fingers curl around my throat Hushing truth to silence #moonmystic #vss365

A #tear slides down Desdemona’s cheek A tear that tasted of nothing but love & loyalty. He killed her With suspicion, His insecurity Broke her soul… Oh Othello, what have you done? Now the room is Immersed in deathly silence, and so is she. #vss365

I thought you should know I am not what you dream I am not what appears And not what you think I am a spear at times Who fears what it tears I am a word sometimes Looking for a blank verse or a rhyme. #vss365

I didn’t wait for love— it came to me, draped in monsoon, and verses of night, wearing a coat scented with musk. No guitars, no strings— just love, unadorned, unmistakable, unadulterated…