"Chemistry," by Alisha❤️

If God designed love beautifully, it is designed to love perfectly. This is why God destines those who are destined to make a difference. That is why His Design is destined, to love perfectly. And love never prepares us enough for what God has in mind. ---Because that is what His Design means to me. --- Alisha...

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A River Flows in You..

---by Alisha

"Every river flows once, but if it had to flow twice,

I reckon..

the river flows in you."

Love is like a river, that flows in me. Because whenever I see you, I can see me. Thinking, why is a river that flows, so full of beauty? Without whose touch, I can't glorify, what love even means to me. That's why a river flows in you, It made your God too. ---Alisha

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In shadows I dwell. Truth is, I barely exist. (via michaelbogild)

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…and love took possession of his foolish heart

(via michaelbogild)

...and her foolish heart took possession of his.

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eyes of sapphire blue, burning their way into my soul

(via michaelbogild)

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He wrapped her heart in the softness of his kisses.

via @michaelbogild ..

I yearn to get lost in dreams

to float amongst stars

in strange foreign spheres

to sing with the wandering moon of each night

to become one with the ocean of possibility

to drink the golden cup of love

and be the poem

and not just the poet..

---via @michaelbogild

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The Poetry You Speak.

---an original poem by Alisha, @alishabarik

you speak in art through me, like a river that flows through me. Wherever you go, it is still the river that flows. ---Alisha

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You call my name..

Even when an angel can't say it..

---Alisha Barik, @alishabarik

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What is (true)love, inspired?

---if not (true love) desired?, by Alisha

What is "true" love inspired?  Is it not true love desired? That I keep searching for you, in my heart: and yet, you can not desire, of love that truly never parts. I sing poetry, but keep you in my heart. You burn inside me like fire, and you keep me warm in your art. As I see you grow to be the beautiful butterfly, of love that is meant to be, I sometimes wonder what is true art? Or am I just looking at love, thinking, you were my heart. ---Alisha

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The Beauty of Your Design..

-- an original poem by @alishabarik

The beauty of your design, rests in the spark of your beauty. For whoever laid that design, gave me my beauty.. To see, to wonder, am I falling in love again? You speak so highly of me, you (sometimes) even drive me insane. But as crazy as I see in you a fire, the afterglow, I see your lovely desire, that makes me want you even more. What can I say? I love you beyond poetry, even if there's no way.

The beauty of your design, is like a beautiful little butterfly, that makes me want to search higher and higher, and even reach for the sky: oh that little butterfly, if I could gladly cradle it in my palms. I would kiss you gently on your wings, just to keep your lips warm.

---Alisha

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You burn inside me.

---an original poem by @alishabarik

You burn in me, because you're no ordinary flame, what poetry was to recite, no poet could even write, poetry off of your name. ---for the love of my life.

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Poetry..

---for the love of my life..

What is poetry,

is God not the writer,

for whosoever

is fated to be,

is love not the writer?

So why do you hesitate,

when you drive

me insane

til I can't burn

anymore.

You're not my fate..

You're my flame.

And I can't

erase

even a single

poem off

of your name.

---Alisha

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No "Perfect" Design.

---an original poem by Alisha, @alishabarik

What is poetry, if God not the writer? Who created the spark, of love that speaks it brighter. Because gladly I could recite poetry for you, if you knew just one verse: the truth is you're like a star that crumbles, that collapses the earth to dust. So forget poetry, forget even the writer, whosoever recites poems, is not much brighter, than the greatest design of the earth: the butterfly. ---Alisha

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Love's "Perfect" Design.

---an original poem by Alisha Barik, @alisha-barik

What is poetry? Who is the writer, if God wrote a sonnet, would Shakespeare not be the writer? So as far as love is concerned, let me recite it to you: Fated to love is no ordinary curse, you're simply my universe. ---Alisha

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If love inspires poetry.

If love inspires poetry, who is the poet? Because gladly I could see. Who was the real poet in me. He dances and realizes what he can't see. A silhouette, nor an artist, but rather a shadow that plays on the trees. So let me say something: if I couldn't kiss you, I still would. Because what you see in me. Is no ordinary verse. You define my universe. ---Alisha

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Everyday, I wake up and realize you.

Forget the clutches of my hands, if all I see is you. Forget about me, Forget you. Who cares? Am I not good enough for you? Do I look too insincere, when I still see an angelic beast looking back at me, and still all I see is you. Why don't you come to me. I can't forget that clutch, I want to break your ribs, because if God made you from a part of me, I will gladly kill you, simply to be me. So take a risk, show mercy on me. I am tired of you. I can't live even one second without you.

That's how much I love you. ---Alisha

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Something about you, my darling..

Let me tell you something...my darling..

---because if you don't, who else will?

Everyday I wake up and realize fear, I still see you...so why are you afraid. Am I not merciful, and everyday I wake to see you you still never come, Why?

I can't fall simply to let you slip away. When will you come?"

Love is called taking a risk, because to tell you the truth, if you don't come.. who else will? So let me tell you something.. That day you wake up and realize why I am always waiting, let me tell you something: that day will never come, if you won't nor ever will. So wake up darling, and seize the day, because that day will never come if you don't wake, and realize something: while you were waiting for things to happen, I couldn't let myself slip away. So wake up, because now I am dying for that piece of you that still never comes even when I am awake. And the day you wake up and realize why: I won't have to say goodbye. Because I have fallen in love without you to tell you something: I still can't let you slip away. I love you from the core of my heart, because even if you were to break my heart, I couldn't let you slip away. I love you. I simply love you. And if that isn't called taking a risk... I don't know what is, without you. ---So let me simply love you, I will gladly take that risk because I still love you. ---Alisha

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Love is called taking a risk.. because if you don't who else will?

---Alisha