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Day 15. Happy Friday, feels good to be back. đ --- #frombeyond đŽ 7.15
indecisive reply.
3:53 AM - beginning.
so I thought about itâŚ. and I did write a poetry prompt this weekâŚ
I just felt as if though, it was inadequate⌠so I chose not to submit itâŚ
the last one I submitted was 15 Times for the prompt 15 Stitches.Â
the prompt this week was Yellow and I guess iâll share a bit of what I wrote although I didnât submit it.Â
maybe yâall will see why. lol.
p.s insomnia is kicking my ass right now, but it feels good to be writing in some way, shape or form.Â
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yellow.
Yellow, the color of the sun.
yellow, a color thatâs big and bright.
whenever iâm trying to feel mellow, that color is completely out of sight.
Iâm too dark for yellow.
And itâs not just my skin.
Yellow is too bright for me, when my eyes see darkness from within.
yellow. A shinning ray of light.
yellow, compliments the day but I am of the night.
yellow, a color I want to be in plain sight.
But black is a color that fits me just right.
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you see? It just wasnât enough. manâŚ.. thereâs so much I can doâŚ..
I should sleep now though, so much to do in the morning⌠a few hours from now literallyâŚÂ
4:05 AM -ending.Â
#frombeyond -frombeyond
good night. #thoughtsfrombeyond below.Â
but if you arenât working on something you love in this lifeâŚ.. whatâs the point of it all?
indecisive.
3:27 AM. -the beginning.Â
Just finished editing this page.Â
I literally kept searching and searching for a theme to make my blog feel more complete.... it still feels mediocre but itâll do temporarily.
now, iâm dwelling on the fact that I didnât write or submit a poetry prompt this week.Â
not only that, my writing has been seeming a little... uninspired lately....
literally going to get it together though..... always going to keep pushing myself.
I know what iâm capable of.Â
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-so many thoughts race in my mind throughout a day.
even on my laziest, these thoughts still find their way.
ambition. striving for a success that canât be measured...
looking for something.... but itâs like searching for water in a desert....
on days when my mind is blank, or my well is dry...
yet day and night... I promise myself to still try...
never give up Tara... Never give in.....
push yourself through adversities... fight the negative thoughts from within....
believe in yourself... and all that you can do...
set the bar high... and reach your dreams... the way the stars...reach out at you....Â
I am my own MOTIVATION.Â
3:45 AM thoughts.Â
-frombeyond.
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âI want you to remember me curled up, listening to the sound of your heartbeat and tracing maps across your skin. Remember me laughing at your jokes, even the stupid ones. Remember me in hysterics for absolutely no reason and in tears because one time you made me so sad neither of us thought Iâd recover. Remember me brave, that time you held my hand and I thought I was going to die; remember me scared and gentle and delicate and breakable - only for you though, only for you. Remember me happy, and all the ridiculous ways I tried to get your attention. Remember the way I was too stubborn to talk to you and how absolutely insane it drove the both of us. Remember all the firsts and how they were so delightful we went back for seconds and thirds and fourths. Remember the songs you couldnât stop listening to and the childish dreams you allowed yourself about the future. If itâs any consolation I allowed myself to have them too. If it comes to it I donât want you to remember the ending. Remember the beginning. Remember the first time you knew.â
â(via mangohtangoh)
I am....
at peace, one defeat couldnât cause me to sink.
Blink my eyes, a new day has arrived.
No need to look back, when youâre headed forward.
Toward a bigger picture, a new frame. A new destination, so leave behind old pain.
See everything anew, see all of these possibilities beyond the skies big and blue.
Lastly, stay true to what is entitled to you.
far from ordinary.
15 times.
15 stitches couldnât repair,
the pain I feel in my heart,
when youâre not there.
Iâm constantly becoming more aware,
of your nightly rendezvous and affairs.
15 stitches in my chest,
couldnât repair my wounded flesh.Â
15 stitches across my mind,
wanting to rewind the hands of time.
Take me back, before you left.
Dry my eyes, from tears Iâve wept.
Reveal your secrets, you have kept.
Stitch me up 15 times,
and rid your wrongs from my mind.Â
name meaning.
Tara. by definition: means tower also "where the Kings met" . origin: Ireland. Irish Gaelic definitions: Queen, Star, Goddess of the Sea, Diamond. Acronym: âď¸ T- take A- all R- risks A- anxiously đ¸ ________________ destined for greatness. made from beyond.
making time for my writing. making time for my poetry. making time to express all of these thoughts in my mind.
This blog is my outlet.
Watch me grow. đą
Longing for home.
Searching for where I belong.
Looking for a place to call home.
Everywhere I turn my back is on a wall.
How did I get here, from where did I fall?
Did I fall from the sky, so bright and blue?
Or did I fall from hurt, caused by you?
Why do I cry so early in the morn?
Why is my heart so troubled and torn?
to be continuedâŚâŚ -frombeyond
Please please donât let the poison of the cynic seep into your bloodstream. Donât let the world make you cruel and unkind. I can see your heart hardening, your love fading, and your eyes sharpening. You were always the gentle one, the one we looked up to. Youâre supposed to be the best of us, please do not turn into us.
RB, please donât let this happen to you (via poetryriot)
slowly turning.
I worshiped her. That was my first mistake. Because then she became a goddess, and we could never be equal.
@avppoetry (via poetryriot)
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