Muse
@nomad_writer
Writer • under construction • hoping to connect with others through writing #WritingCommunity #vss365 https://x.com/search?q=from:@nomad_writer/exclude:replies
Sharing my writing with others is so daunting because of its intimate nature. I undress myself to you: my insecurities, fears, hopes and dreams. I can only wish whomever I share it with never takes it lightly, nor shamelessly pokes at my vulnerabilities.
So young, so naive So joyful, ha! Still, spirit wise & fairy kissed By spring pink & violet Summer gold Or was it autumn #tears? Winter dream of a ghost Who never haunts But leaves a scene Happily enchanted Placing one daisy In flower vase Wishing for a smile On her face #vss365
I pinky-promised my frail inner child to heal from the inside out #vss365 #promise #haiku
In library's archive untold stories weep tear-stained pages of book tender words marked by readers they wish to hear, beside,a forlorn postbox throbbing with broodings of melancholic letters addressed to unlived joys, afield,stinging sea of woe salts unspoken scars #vss365 #366FF
#vss365 My eyes? They are glimmering wells effervescent memories bubbling to the surface, shiny copper wishes turning green as light touches water. My smile? It’s a safety vest inflated at will to keep me from sinking into a pool of self-pity, to keep me from drowning in a sea…
A plea of release of breaking the cocoon Tears; not nemesis hold not let the clouds turn gray & evenings dreary feel the earth cry & oceans roar let scattered embers burn ur soul anew bud embracing new vistas Just that sun’s still there where u left it #vss365 #poem
potential smiles in promise she knows might not be kept this moment's where she lives limitations she rejects she blows me a sweet kiss laughing through a broken fence whispers invitations— you decide if you accept always read the room before you place your bet there ain't no…
We are dissimilar, yet we are connected.. You are the motion, I am velocity; You are the emotion, I am the senses, You are the smile, I drench myself in #teardrops. We are dissimilar… #vss365
as the void gnaws through bone and vow the stars are torn beneath the cosmos' whip starving beasts snarl vomiting time in the ruptured dark only the scream of galaxies devouring themselves alive #GalaticRupture
Do you see the beauty in me when sparklers have made thorns of themselves? When roses have gone with a rising cold so wicked, it's as though trampled embers divined it with brooding anchors disguised as soulful hearts I thought I knew? When I am a dreary sea? #kaytpoemprompts
#tear welled in her eye cheek flushed swollen bitten by a fly She wanted to cry lips quivered with pain Papa please don’t kill the fly My little girl worried it would die kissed her cheek still tender & red It’ll sting awhile But little girls grow wings &learn to fly ~rev #vss365
Why does my heart thunder Aloof, silent in the still Anticipation perhaps’ll Bring relief As will raindrops cover Those dreary #tear drops Before the monsoon of goodbye Rip-tears the brimming sky #vss365
It was a strange feeling, bordering on paranormal. The sensation of warm lips against her neck, damp with the sound of her name. It jolted her from sleep and she squinted into the darkness, but Richard wasn’t there. It was just her and empty echoes of his broken #promise. #vss365
Her eyes captivated him— silent galaxies that #promised forever. They chose their moments and love bloomed in silence. #vss365
It's a lost cause There is no concrete to hold us Your skin will disintegrate if I touch you I'm smoke and candy I'll lure you in But only so close Don't look at my face My eyes tell promises to wreck you You don't want to know me I won't want you to stay, anyway #vss365
Years of overcoming dunes and waves, believing the swell was receding. And here she is, having reached the stillness of dusk, discovering her new dawn.
The thoughts we owe, to the children that we tow Why couldn’t it be, as the families on tv Smiling and caring of the time we share, Instead of spilt beer next to the chair A promise of life on full throttle, what you gave was the bottom of a bottle Upside your wife’s beaten…