#psaugust

[fantodsdhrit]

chaos

she considers returning to the fire, where she came from—her ultraviolet river notions, fluid, unattached to anxious truth; fragments made with her are pantomime, stationary, supine, i observe; she asks, again, "do you see other as self?" spread across the field of emptiness, her divine, yogic consciousness, slowly turns to absorb me; she becomes me, slips through these veins, dismantles her senses, reclines into tranquil disorder; she tells me—be awake in this marsh of existence.

[justscribbledwords]

You didn’t mean to break down my walls, so you took the bricks out one by one, when that didn’t work well you made a door, a window, hell even a fireplace. You came inside, painted the walls red because that was your favourite colour, you added new curtains and bedsheets and then suddenly one day you left, and on your way out your changed the locks you threw away the key.  You didn’t let me out but you had no intentions of coming back either You didn’t break me down but you did invade my being and even though you did it all without any violence, it was anything but peaceful for me after you left me lonely. You healed me just to break me.

Peaceful Invasion // JustScribbledWords

[waadtariq]

i am a shy guarded creature and i hold my words close to my chest you are a force to be reckoned with and you want to get to know me but you do not do so peacefully you break windows bring down walls you wreck doors take everything apart till the bricks and glass are all gone and you expect after nothing remains that i’ll be standing in the rubble unharmed.

you will never know me by force | wt.

[leftiswhatgodmademe]

Help me love you the way you deserve. For I have only loved the way I know to love.

Extending the olive branch

[autumnsunshine10]

When I think of peace, I think of love. I can’t feel inner calm without knowing I’m loved and that I’ve done my best to pass it on to others. I don’t mean the pseudo-love that passes for the real thing too often these days…that brings the opposite of peace before long. It slowly digs into your heart, making a gaping hole. Then the digger drops seeds in, expecting flowers to grow to fill in the emptiness. As if that will work! Nothing can flourish without some loving warmth and nourishment. Even in pieces, a heart can find peace and ultimately healing in feeling true love’s power.

[drearydaffodil]

Remember the first day Your face was a mask You couldn’t wait to Find a way to remove?

Remember head tilted Toward cold cemented Stairwell in some back Alley with someone you

Had met three hours before? Your tights and mascara both Running in oil slicked streaks– This is not who you are.

Go further now–remember Helping your brother bury A bird you both found in The roses on a July morning,

Faces scrubbed as fresh as Sunday morning when you Both knew he deserved to Be loved before he was buried.

There are years of disgust like Sap in a tree holding the rings Of despair, and the lights of This satellite are blinking

Slower every day, this spark Swallowed by the hollow you Just keep feeding with your Soul, your smile, your sinew.

Forgive yourself for the bad Directions you followed when That map was torn, tape it Back together, pin a place to Begin anew, somewhere gentle. You do not have to stop there You needn’t have a destination You've always been your home.

[lzlabs]

A Dove and Her Branch

An evening falls past treetops as a cheek turns in fading light a dove carries an olive branch passing windows in the night A sign of hope, of repose as feathers drop their silhouette Against the hours afterglow where the grace of calm descends Wings glimmer with inner peace a dove sways in the evensong holding on to hope once again

[dolores-hazy]

I’m struggling to make Peace with what he did To me–every lie believed Every sweet word savored Every kiss returned Lingering under his touch With my eyes closed And my lips partedI can’t stop the loathing Roiling in the dark Of my mind, nor The blame from settling On my shoulders

I still haven’t Forgiven Myself