Leftinblasphemy - Fₗₒwₑᵣ

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In a liftetime

I'll be the night

surrounding you

drowning you

in magical sleep.

Tomorrow is

a new day line,

and i'll be close

as if it's the last

breath I'd take,

but when I am

a reason for you,

keep breathing-

time's with us.

-t.f.s.

You say your name is heavy

Like an anchor that sinks into the ocean bed?

Like a warm wool coat that shields from the icy wind?

Like honey’s viscosity or cream’s thickness?

Like a suitcase full of first-edition brilliance?

You shake your head: No. Heavy, like…

a sack of drenched grains.

I laugh. Your self-deprecation

is the height of ludicrousness

You smile, tucking

the curls behind my ear;

What comes to mind

when you think of my name?

My turn to smile;

your name stretches my lips

as easily as a lily bursting open in bloom

Your name is the collection

of gossamer threads wrapped

around my brain

the comfort of cashmere

the light of an incandescent

glittering reflections of sun on water

the billowing of a scarf

in the soothing zephyr

keeping my attention

in apt rapture

Like a marble I roll between my fingers

your name is the ball set rolling

down the lane angled to strike down

every single pin of my stoicism

The evil in the world comes almost always from ignorance, and goodwill can cause as much damage as ill-will if it is not enlightened.

// Albert Camus, The Plague

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Only if i could scream against the pain.

To Be Loved.

Oh, to be loved is not to sit and talk,

It's not drinking each other's blood,

It is a pure magic- to help and learn,

growing does matter, It's how we born,

this is a way of healing of broken hearts,

that's the true feeling when I see your eyes,

when they sparkle like I've never seen before,

and the pain releases, we prepare for inside-war.

Oh, to be loved is to see through darkness,

Through your path showing the unknown,

It is how to set it free, and we'll no longer

be incapable, separated and not enough.

To be loved is to be "you and me",

to feel it as long as you breathe,

as long as you stay to live.

Hidden.

I used to know world's broken slides and I travel around them in the ocean open wide.

Avoiding the thousand times of "you're a liar", that shows how much I like drinking my mistakes.

-t.f.s

people are like “i am fine” and then stare into the void all night.

its me, i am people.

She's in the rain.

she's in the rain as

she promised him

to stay out of his heart

but in that day

she couldn't stop it

she only fell apart

is she a sinner as

it was heard?

no,she's just

out of her control

she's getting addicted to his art,he's just a mind-blow to her yellow heart. none of her words could be let out like a dangerous poison for her ears,she's the one with issues of fear,regretting the cases earlier that made her feel like her chest hurts and her mind gets loud because the world has this void,stuck on her,and her pulse stopped working because of the nothingness,it's like a rose with a broken neck..wasting it's death..

i've should known back then,i've shouldn't leave her like a relief,i've should take her back in my shell,where my space is free and could it be for her..because her space was touched,her body was damaged...and i could fix that,i'm such a shame. i've could take the hits in my brain,as long as she feels comfortable in my own world,she's not a relief..no. she deserved to see another kind of artistic mind. she's destructed. but open-minded. she's naive. but she's with a heart of glass. she has no money. but still,she has that surprisingly attractive side. she's called "paradise",but in her fears she's paralyzed. she creates like God,but she's not getting higher. she only knows trust on her mind and soul.

that's why he left her as a relief,concentrating on something better than her attractive universe,for him she's called a burden that burns the shadows away,that was kind of extra hit for her peaceful humanity.

she's taken for a disappointment,that's why only the truth is rejected by those who's hearts were the darkest,so as their embrace could be such pathetic way to grab or stab someone's weak place,grab their ATTENTION,grab their POWER,grab their ABILLITY,grab their HEART and stab it,like they stab their own life... (but she could be appreciated by me.) it's heavy. rain is heavy as the place in her heart,now,she's in the rain. and i'm still looking on her wet clothes,her ripped jeans and pale face,her destroyed from the rain make up,her wet hair,her lost smile that made me feel realize my mistakes,but humanity never lose. she never lost,he lost the chances to turn these incredible moments with her back again and again. that's the reason,she's in the rain..powerful aura such as hers,she trapped me inside with her kiss,grabbed my attention till the end of it,i'm loosing myself over her nature.

her smile appeared,

the sun came,

and rain stopped,

she went somewhere

so far,so far away

i knew she ran to

hug the sun..

Me facing my problems

Love sparkles in front of our eyes, it brings us light.

And we see it - through awesome pain , through our self's weight , we feel it.

We get more passionate about it , more free and less stressed.

We become what we needed to be , someone's honorable friend.

I pray every moment in my lightning years , to be fulfilled , and the love that has given on earth is all beyond war.

War's not the balance , it is a complex word , in which we live under chains.

War is not a poetry to be told , a smell of a burning field with broken heart, sealed .