Collecting Dust
Too late, says the mind
Too weak, cries the heart
She let the words unspoken
Collect dust in tip of her tongue
Cobwebs gather in her ribcage
In the silence of a beating heart
Too late, says the mind
Too weak, cries the heart
© 2017 Maria. All Rights Reserved.
Written for A to Z challenge: Letter C.
Today’s photograph is entitled Collecting Dust by Reylia Slaby. You can find more of her works in her Facebook Page and Instagram account.
YAY! Let the challenge commence! 😀
Becoming Myself
I have long roamed the earth
Searched the streets for a soul
That would look beyond the mask
See the woman behind
The fifty shades of beauty
The cherry tainted lips
The long, curled lashes
And make me realize that
My unbecoming is the becoming
That I’ve been waiting all along
© 2017 Maria. All Rights Reserved.
Written for A to Z Challenge: Letter B.
Today’s photograph is entitled Becoming Myself by Reylia Slaby. You can find more of her works on her Facebook Page and Instagram account.
YAY! Let the challenge commence! 😀
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He stared down
Trying not to glance at her
As if he doesn’t notice
Yet he saw right through her soul
Even without looking
He turned up
The volume in his head
As if she’s not his music
Yet he heard every word she says
Even without listening
He breathed in
The freshness of morning air
As if all memories have depleted
Yet he could sense her scent
Even without smelling
He wore a smile
Trying not to look hopeful
As if his heart’s not racing
Yet he got a tang of her kisses
Even without snogging
He squeezed tightly
The pillows in his bed
As if that is all he needed
Yet he felt the warmth of her skin
Even without touching
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Until we walk down the street,
With your hand clasped in mine
The streets are no more streets
They are home to old memories.
Until the pavement of the road
Felt our feet side by side
The roads are no more roads
They are dreams frozen in time
Until the ink kissed the walls
With your name next to mine
The walls are no more walls
They are witnesses to our love.
The long winding stretch of
Crowd-filled streets,
The silence of the woods on
Dim lit roads,
The burst of vibrant colors on
Rough and cold walls,
Are no more than streets, roads, and walls-
Until they remind me of ‘You and I’
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Redamancy, from the New Latin redamantia which is the act of loving in return.
One word to brighten my day—
You.
Two words that binds us today—
I do.
Three words united as one—
You and I.
Four words that I’ll never stop saying—
I love you so.
Five words that promise forever—
Until the end of time.
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Querencia is a metaphysical concept in the Spanish language. The term comes from the Spanish verb “querer,” which means “to desire.” Querencia describes a place where one feels safe, a place from which one’s strength of character is drawn, a place where one feels at home.
We never had towering buildings to flaunt
Nor streets packed with Mercedes or Ford
Nor brightly-lit houses in a subdivision
Not even a lavish meal on our table
But we do have trees soaring to the sky
And an unpaved road as we fly our kites
A horror story on our candle-lit nights
Oh, and freshly picked veggies for us to dine
A small town, that is where I’m from
Long stretches of mountains, rivers, and lands
The minty scent of summer leaves
Giggles and laughter beneath the heat
No concrete jungle of white and gray
No rush hours or chasing deadlines
No wariness or faking smiles
A small town, that is where I’m from
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The sky is dark glittered by the shimmering stars. The air is still. I dream of a faraway land where no one can reach me. Perhaps, a field of prickly green grasses where not a soul had been seen for centuries or a desolate ruin long forgotten where I will wallow in solitude. Beneath a hundred thousand stars with my eyes closed, I surrender. I surrender all my woes. I surrender all my fears. I surrender all my inhibitions. I surrender all my doubts. Amidst the embrace of the cold night with only the whistling of the wind, the rustling of the trees, and the silence of my beating heart, I gave in to life’s infinite paradox.
Mind numb from thinking
Fighting battles from within
Stop and heed His will
Read more 2016 A to Z Challenge entries here!
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When I see you I’m speechless but my heart is yelling,
When I’m with you I’m smiling but my hands are trembling,
When you talk I listen but all I care is to see your face,
You brighten my day like the sun’s radiant rays.
Would you believe me if I say it’s true?
That when you’re around every gray turns to blue,
You’re my Patronus, when darkness comes
Single-handedly beating my fears and frowns.
Every sight of you and her is a dart to these eyes.
It’s mind-wrecking, to my heart a scythe.
Why can’t you see that you are for me?
That she’s a fantasy while I’m your reality.
Read more 2016 A to Z Challenge entries here!
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Meltem is also Turkish given name for females. It derives from the Turkish word for the strong, dry, north winds of the Aegean Sea.
Summer light, summer breeze
Wild flowers on tousled hair
Warm sunshine upon me kissed
A sudden ache of poetry
Rolling waves,
Crisp ocean breeze
Herons gliding overhead
Take me to this place again
Let’s taste the wind of summer days
On the contrary, summer arrived in the Philippines with a record-breaking 51°C— scorchingly hot!! Mine would be “a sudden ache of iced tea”… Yes, please. ^^
A heat index record was set for the second time in less than two weeks as summer temperatures soared amid the lingering El Niño. –Inquirer
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