love is just as lonely
It took some time for me to realize;
it wasn't about loving you,
I just didn't want to feel alone anymore
- AF
...Unbroken
Delicacy of her touch is all that you crave Embrace her love and you will feel safe For when she dance the night away You will beg for her to stay She will be by your side Thousand years and millions night Don't you fret of walking home For you will never walk alone Don't betray the love she gives You'll remember as long as you lives When she makes you smile from your screen Hilariously giggled but never screamed Remember all of your promises All the stretch marks and all the creases When you said 'I'll be your ride or die' Take me to the moon and let me fly I let your lies grow deeper With roots into my heart I know it's wrong to turn But love has already formed I'll forever belong to you I'll forever be by your side I'll never let them put their hands on you But you're the one breaking me from the inside Always remember but never forget Believe me darling, I have no r...4
MOON
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MOON, BRIDE OF THE SUN AND OPPOSITE OF MAGNETIC POLARITY
YOUR BLUE RAY IS MOST ELECTRIC OF ALL IN ITS PROPENSITY.
YOUR INFLUENCE IN WOMEN IS RELIABLE AND WELL KNOWN
OVERNIGHT WE CAN NOTICE HOW HAIR AND NAILS HAVE GROWN.
ANIMAL AND VEGETABLE GROWTH INCREASES TO A MAGICAL PROPORTION
HONING THE OCEAN WITH LOW AND HIGH TIDES GIVES YOU SATISFACTION
AS WELL AS THE IMPACT YOU CAUSE PHYSICALLY AND INDIRECTLY UPON OUR FORTUNES
NO WONDER THE ANCIENTS RELATED MADNESS TO LUNACY AND THE WOLVES WILL KEEP ON HOWLING THEIR NEW TUNES.
MOON, BRIDE OF THE SUN AND OPPOSITE OF MAGNETIC POLARITY
YOUR BLUE RAY IS MOST ELECTRIC OF ALL IN ITS PROPENSITY.
YOUR INFLUENCE IN WOMEN IS RELIABLE AND WELL KNOWN
OVERNIGHT WE CAN NOTICE HOW HAIR AND NAILS HAVE GROWN.
ANIMAL AND VEGETABLE GROWTH INCREASES TO A MAGICAL PROPORTION
HONING THE OCEAN WITH LOW AND HIGH TIDES GIVES YO...
Incivility vs Kindness
Kindness
Connotation,
in mind nonetheless,
thinking naive or weak,
will address
Not the case,
just blessed,
no incivility,
ungraciousness,
or impertinence,
in the goal,
just generous warmth,
not pity,
care and, concern,
kindness so true,
people put,
in their place,
when incivilities
are the case,
and, insolence
is in your face,
remember good grace,
it is a strong lace
© 2020 Carol Natasha Diviney
With Winter Comes Grief
The winter takes life away.
As they fall, my tears freeze,
And I trip over my frostbitten feet
as I walk.
There is not enough ice
coating the dead ground
to represent this cold heart,
for one who will be so dearly missed.
"Time will heal these wounds."
But the wind bites my skin
continuously rips them open.
And the longer I stay outside looking in
the more I turn blue
In this way, time cheats.
Winter is crossing off the list.
First, the leaves,
Then the trees,
Then the roots.
"The seeds promise something new."
But seeds cannot sprout
in these temperatures.
For as long as I am here,
there is no warmth
in the face of grief.
"Turn on the heat."
The knob is jammed.
and my hands are locked shut,
fistin...
shameless
The pain that you try to cover up deep inside your heart , the abuse that you indured just ripped your world apart . the anger that you cannot shake how ever hard you try , day by day it eats at you but does'nt tell you why . Every day you mask your hurt afraid that someone just might see , im here to tell you Jesus do'es and longs to set you free .What ever it was that happened , you are not to blame , the source of your unhappyness and ill unwanted shame . Gently kneel and bow your head , open your hearts door , every body has one and this is what its for
...
perfect peace
I stand alone against an army ,i stand alone my turn to die , i muster all my faith and courage without ever asking why , there are many in the valley , there they wait to decide , they dont know that they are warriors in God's power they do abide . In the clouds God's mighty army that are with the one afraid , i can count at least one legion , many ran but one man stayed .It's never to late to be forgiven for the prince of peace is here , just say a simple prayer to Jesus , he is always standing near . Lord forgive me my heart is heavy , all weighed down with sin and grief , i lay my all at your feet Lord , all my sins for perfect peace
...
Desperate night
What does the Night say when the dreadful fear listens in me? Everything in me is still wounded and defenseless as an adolescent! I have not yet researched for myself the extended question marks of Redemptive, Hand-held Love and Question and Answer! "What can the dense Night ask, if all the flames of the Universe on each other's glowing-tense bodies are just dust-covered, avittos dazes?"
My selfish, man-avoiding stutter in my murderous silences: Where could I have made a mistake? And could only I have sinned ?! I would call him, the Angel who caresses in his chirping voice, still me — I have another difficult day to come — I can’t discover his superstitious lunar face! Despair s selfish tremors all night woe-trouble!
What will the Night say in a whisper, and will I be able to ...
Empowerment of the Unworthy
No protection,
No clemency,
The Creator has abandoned them.
Out of tune,
They listlessly strum their instruments,
scraping away what little skin
clings to their fingers.
Feeding their sorrow
to the ravenous continuum
of their epoch.
They stumble about
on scorbutic legs
through what once was,
and will no longer be.
Among their predicament,
they are faced with inevitable defeat.
The anguish as their scorched feet
connects with the scalding surface,
is anesthetized by their emaciation.
Yet their Creator watches,
in silent amusement.
Perfume For Corpses
You can’t bejewel my mood,
Or glitter bomb my experience.
For my inner darkness consumes,
That turns love to violence.
You can’t wash away what’s permanent,
Or paint over to hide the cracks,
For my temperament reacts,
Like some uncontrollable experiment.
You can’t fix what you can’t see is broken,
Or use glue or tape to build a foundation,
For my trauma corrodes,
The attempts towards betterment.
You can make a diamond from coal.
Only if it can handle the pressure.
But my hearts already been crushed,
Becoming nothing more than sediment.