TheMagicofWords

[veronica-hopjo]

objects like beauty of pain trapped beneath sweet rain of honey drop subtle kindness dead leaves of dark heiress oh crowns of dead cruelty draped in deep red royalty bitter words of unkind misery true like seeds of sky watery dead voices echo wells of alive neutral water dwells alive screams now drown dreams

[veronica-hopjo]

fake machines whisper time eloping destroying groomed boredom echoes like yellow wry pain of fallen leaves its the overshadowed dreamy silence darkest lost battles of once happy kings yet sparking dandelions scream hope enveloped, sky like blue buds of soft silk welcoming hope like marching troops of wisdom filled, a sorrowful silence

soft loud flying silence I hear with steel ears of white floating like cloud, i sleep on silence, a mother with starving fingers she is intricate liveless touch of awakening reality countless testimonial figures of accounts retell the loud unusual told stories

yet the heard loud, sun beamed silence weaves the screams of untold stories

PLEASE LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THINK OF IT ? WHERE COULD I IMPROVE? PLEASE HELP!!

[veronica-hopjo]

strong ice like steel brittle with nothingness soft key to agony like happiness it was now a shadowed memory words of vulture humans then

silver bunch of stories of dark figures trespassing as clear as bright sunbeams trapping incessant rains of past yet wicked serene promises of white like moon future

forgotten deaths of strong silvers turns twists they endure whispering soft curses vain praises of humankind how painful, i imagine as objects of cruelty power yet powerless cries of silenced emptiness is all I hear

HOW CAN THIS BE BETTER?

[veronica-hopjo]

The more I try to understand the intricately delicate universe the more I fail, the more I read the more I forget yet somehow, no matter what the question always remains of "Oh what do I do?"

[veronica-hopjo]

Wouldn't it be purely beautiful to erase all those memories just like the eraser that absorbs the darkness of the graphite, and that is what I really question!

[veronica-hopjo]

Oh yes, you asked what I would do of my life? and I thought and thought in silence and sickness surrounded, all that came to the thought of mine was a blank white paper with no creases and any act I carry upon would produce creases! Right there I dissolved into the darkness letting the blank white paper live, beautifully live and live!!

[veronica-hopjo]

Penetrated memories of scars and kisses dissolved in tears of darkness.

[veronica-hopjo]

My own nails have scarred my soul to pain and death.

[veronica-hopjo]

Oh how agonizing it is to be a, women, sitting idle in front of the greatest mirrors of all kinds and to not be a man named narcissus.

[veronica-hopjo]

Some nights, while I can't sleep. My past kisses me with excruciating pain.

[veronica-hopjo]

I see her, her will to be free, but yet I tie her back.

[veronica-hopjo]

YOUTH

The early ages of youth holding all the strands together, strong and weak, rich and poor, beautiful and ugly, exist together but yet fall alone.

[veronica-hopjo]

Will you love me forever and ever, till i exhale my last breath?

Will you love me, knowing those darkest secrets of mine?

Will you love me, knowing the sins I have committed all my life?

Will you love me when you don't know me

And when you can't embrace me

Or when I no longer understand you?

Will you love me when I am dissolved into darkness and nothing more?

And I just whisper the way I betrayed you?

Would you?

I will still!

Perhaps love is not what you speak of, it is not as glorified as the poets mention nor as pure as the wise claim it to be it is the darkness within you, the self love lacking within you!

You never existed!

Nor did I love

It's so much easier to not believe in love rather than curse you!

[veronica-hopjo]

I don't know if hope is a good or bad, If it's better or worst If it works or not, If it exists or is just a myth portrayed in stories? I don't know if it's bright or dark Yet sometimes it works as miraculous as the sparkles of fire And the sharp edges of ice And that's how I know, it exists Somewhere all along the grey and the tired ones The happy and sad ones And most of all I see it in your eyes!

Perhaps the color of hope is black

[veronica-hopjo]

darkness leaps within

million white stars enter the blank darkness

and you being one in a million

surely celestial beauty embedded in you

but darkness being me

oh how serene was it

to see the beauty of you to fade and whither

even before you did

and another tiny star will be at your place

beautiful white stars share the same fate

being darkness none other than me.

[veronica-hopjo]

How far can H-O-P-E run? Till they all JOIN TOGETHER!!

HOPE!

[veronica-hopjo]

Beware the rain, beware the snow, beware the man you think you know