Black Rose

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Her sweet face always beautiful by a thread of sunshine,
And while the low orange candle descended in the sky,
It started intoxicating warm light on her frail skin,
But mysterious shadows of truth had taken over…. too late!

The weakening abyss of memories overwhelmed her,
A big stain started forming in her gasping heart,
Self disgust purged against those dark, piercing secrets,
A guilt that was tirelessly cutting her down like death

The dead past suddenly coming to catch up with her,
She felt like she had to make the most wrenching confession,
But the plain natured flowers calmed her soul,
The dark beautifully patterned roses full of thorns

The prospect of taking another step was too daunting,
For she really was not a straight arrow,
That played by the rules of the book that was chastening,
She always chewed and vomited from coast to coast,
For she was a free soul that knew freedom and felt it,
Coz she considered it more authentically pleasing to her bruised heart!

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3 DAY QUOTE CHALLENGE- Final Day

“This is my life” is an incredible blog by my good friend SyedaFR who is an ardent supporter to my writing journey. She gave me an opportunity to participate in a challenge known as “Three Day Quote Challenge” and I am glad I made it to the final day!
This Is My Life is an interesting and motivating blog that deals with inspiring issues that affects us on a day to day basis. The blog has different categories ranging from short stories, reviewed inspiring books, poetry and motivating thoughts and quotes. Please visit her blog am sure you will have fun and will be inspired
This challenge has the following three simple rules:
 Post three consecutive days
 The posts can be one or three quotes per day
 Challenge three different bloggers per day

Today my final nominated bloggers whose work I think is amazing, engaging and inspiring, are;
1. Elan Mudrow
2. Annie’s Poetry
3. Rijul
Please visit their blogs and am sure you will enjoy immersing yourself in incredible art.
My final quotes for the day are;


It’s been fun! Thanks again SyedaFR for the nomination! Happy blogging!

3 DAY QUOTE CHALLENGE-DAY 2

“This is my life” is an incredible blog by my good friend SyedaFR who is an ardent supporter to my writing journey. He has given me an opportunity to participate in a challenge known as “Three Day Quote Challenge”.
SyedaFR runs an interesting and motivating blog that deals with inspiring issues that affects us on a day to day basis. The blog has different categories ranging from short stories, reviewed inspiring books, poetry and motivating thoughts and quotes.
This challenge has the following three simple rules:
 Post three consecutive days
 The posts can be one or three quotes per day
 Challenge three different bloggers per day

Today I have nominated three bloggers whose work I think is amazing engaging and inspiring!
1. romancinglife
2. Littlevoice
3. Haiku out of Africa
Please visit their blogs and am sure you will enjoy immersing yourself interesting life discoveries!
Today I will inspire with the quote below!

Happy blogging!

THREE DAY QUOTE CHALLENGE

“This is my life” is an incredible blog by my good friend SyedaFR who is an ardent supporter to my writing journey. He has given me an opportunity to participate in a challenge known as “Three Day Quote Challenge”.
SyedaFR runs an interesting and motivating blog that deals with inspiring issues that affects us on a day to day basis. The blog has different categories ranging from short stories, reviewed inspiring books, poetry and motivating thoughts and quotes.
This challenge has the following three simple rules:
 Post three consecutive days
 The posts can be one or three quotes per day
 Challenge three different bloggers per day

Today I have nominated three bloggers whose work I think is amazing engaging and inspiring!
1. Little Sunshine>https://1617sunshineave.wordpress.com/2016/01/27/my-wild
2. Chevvy8>http://chevvy8.com/2016/01/27/loves-temptation/
3. Hooklineandinkwell>https://hooklineandinkwell.wordpress.com/2016/01/26/biologically-speaking
Please visit their blogs and am sure you will enjoy immersing yourself in life issues.
Today I will start off with the quotes below! Happy blogging!

 

Authentic You

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Every existence has an infallible purpose,
Its bigger than any shadows that you have ever seen,
Neither the storms nor the chaos of this world,
Are be able to conceal that very purpose

It has the consuming passion of a mantis,
That when burning with a fiery and deathly desire,
It kills and takes the life of its mate,
To squeeze all her libido dry and free herself

It is the desperate singing of a child from within,
Those haunting melodies that sounds almost suffocating,
Conveyed by a strong sense of longing to just be,
Though tender and clear in its mysterious strangeness

As the sun fires intricacies of a fretwork of clouds,
The majesty of the light brings in the consuming truth,
Of a warm intoxicate opium of self-realization,
To a life that is more interesting than that of pretensions,
Or as flat as that of an actor in the flat television set!

Walking Away

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As you start to walk out on the way,
The way appears intensely real,
You can feel the smell, the texture and the color
The word that describes such quality eludes your mind

The sky seems to be in deep mourning,
The clouds hanging loosely like old clothes,
The shadows beneath moves away the sun’s glare,
You can hear the whispers of the trees standing solemnly on the roadway

Exhaustion seems to whit your imagination,
For you cannot dismiss the uncanny feeling,
That a winged deathly presence will descend on you,
But your stiletto invites the self-air of a cat

Ahead the horizon remains a mystery, terrifying,
As you walk without any sound of your footfall,
But you cannot shake away the hard biting looks all around,
Worst still the sky remained flat, dead and frozen

But your heart beats different strange sounds,
As if you are on a path, a brink of revelation,
And you know the voice of the heart is always faithful,
And all wisdom is born in the loyal heart,
And your past, your today is not a chain but a glorious experience!

Luminous Fate

 

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My fate fully depends on my demeanor,
These seem like battering words clouded by sarcasm,
Those that occupy my mind with intense reverie,
As I expect heaven on this side of hell

The meaning seem to distort my visage,
Because my philosophy denies such authority over me,
These are all trapped in my dry mouth with my swollen throat,
Virtue and vice desert my lost and selfish heart

Amidst the still air I seek to create a wind of my own,
Seized by the inspiration from the lonely relentless proud oak tree,
That makes my enchanting possessed writing hands,
To weave deep, dark and lovely words of meaning

Slowly my promised golden glory dapples with moonlight,
Freshened by breeze as soft as a caress,
That makes my soul to submit to the palatable pleasure,
A quiet and strange amazement has taken me to a state of trance,
To a realization that my mind never raises any barriers of self doubt!

Cold Whispers

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Alert and wide eyed as an owl,
Weary of the sunny but cold day,
My gaze sharp, as a broken bottle,
To the strange symbols of that blazes with meaning

Strange sounds engulf my ears with a touch of quality,
Those that turn my eyes hot and grainy,
Exhaustion seem to dull my imagination,
As it drifts to memories that demands an audience

All the trees around me are spilled with a currency of shadows,
My hopes of discovering the meaning expiring slowly,
A quiet amazement caressed the air around me,
As I seem lost in a moment of transcendence

My imagination rang a whole tabernacle of bells,
Soft but cold breezes caressing my skin,
To a realization of an inner life deeper than science,
A profound feeling of a life so pure and worthy
With an humbling and immense power

Lovers under the Moon

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The night is half full but expectant with promises,
Shadows seem to ebb and flow,
As the sky is covered by the intricate wheelwork of the stars,
The night quiet like an abandoned church

The moonwalkers lay in hush under the spell,
The moon covering them with silvered winkling light,
Their hungry presence poised against each other,
The still air hanging deep with expectations

Their hot blood flow with blind passion,
As they seek to explore and discover each other’s bodies,
The anticipation of sex consumes them more than the experience itself,
As the unfastening of every button seemed like a promise unveiled

They ride in the crests of self blinded passion,
Unaware of their very own mortality,
As they desperately search to burn away their own desires,
Their naked bodies turning, weaving and shimmering in the night

The pale moment in the night seemed like a revelation fulfilled,
As they open door after door that they never existed,
Visiting places of themselves they never knew was present,
As they lay in the deep frozen dead sky of the night,
Filled with carnal satisfaction with irresistible delight

Prodigy of Chaos

 

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Chaos is at the very center of this universe,
I felt it diving with so much vengeance,
As if coming to avenge vows not kept,
And with it I have had so much experience,
And at the very core of chaos I found my strangeness

My eyes are fixed on a distant nothing,
Eyes wide and alert like those of an owl
My gaze sharp as if with a sinister calculation,
As I feel the thinnest sounds of misery fading,
Instinctively replaced by sweet desperate longings of my immortal soul

The sounds of chaos carry all the haunting melodies,
With eyes as cold with cruelty as time,
Chaos left the defenseless suffocating under the weight of despair,
With the stabbing reality of how wrong things are,
Making hearts bitter with recognition of lost promises

But midst these trees grim as mourners,
And with the silvered stiletto of light softly calling,
I let my remaining spirit ride in the crests of a new promise,
Of the vision throbbing in time inside my laboring heart,
Because after all, a single thread of sunshine is all I need!