Jul 14, 2018
(Internal screaming!!) ✒️😫😝
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(Internal screaming!!) ✒️😫😝
You were the poetry that made me carve much own heart out, dip in gasoline, and set it on fire.
You were the poetry that I saw at sixes and sevens swirling in the mist, boiling in the bubbles, flying in the gravity.
You were the poetry that never made its way out of my lips.
The poetry that smothered my breaths.
The poetry that made me jump head first in black holes.
You were the poetry that I never intended to find.
You were the poetry that spinned from poison to antidote. Back and forth. Back and forth.
You were the poetry that came back from the grave. When I was still scrubbing my soul raw of your fingerprints.
-Anava.
Happy is when you finally embrace what and who you really are, how you look, your flaws, EVERYTHING. Just smile and be yourself.
@nursebujoy - IG/ Twitter
Questioning Hope
What is hope Really What does it mean? Is it a whisper, Is it a dream Is it a goal, Not quite set Or a distant need Need yet met? What is hope Really What does it mean Is it that unfulfilled wish Or the prayer that you mean What is hope Really To me or to you What is its importance What does it do? Does living without it Mean that I’ll die Without ever daring To look life in the eye?
Real friends tells you anything and everything you NEED to hear, not only what you WANT to hear, even if it hurts, even if it will upset you.
You defy my eternity,
And meet me
Again and again.
In different skins.
To inflict the
Same scars
Again and again.
-Anava.
Oh,the agony.
Of the painter who can't morph the canvas into his love.
Of the writer who can't write a prose about his love.
Of the artists who can't turn that one person into their art.
Oh, the agony.
Anava.
She crawled slowly, scrapping her knees. Picking what little was left of her. She locked it in a coffin And carefully sealed it inside the door with thousands of deadbolts.
Anava.