Isha.A Poet Blog
I swear I’m not sleeping, I’m just resting my eyes.
From seeing you run out of my life, no kiss goodbye just the dust from your foot prints.
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Pamela M Scott's Writing World
I wrote the first draft of a short story called, The Last Shreds Of You.
A woman’s ex is a famous footballer. She’s upset when she sees his wedding to a blonde, bleached, fake Princess splashed all over the media. 97 more words
1 day, 6 hours
Skin Deep ~ Mandy Moran
Photograph by Alex Calder 1
At first sight I knew,
The way his dark pooled eyes smiled
Deep into my heart I felt a flicker of desire, 80 more words
1 day, 18 hours
Hold me and tell me sounds, what I need to hear,
shake words to make me rattle, I’ll see foregone conclusions anew,
you used to once. 168 more words
1 day, 20 hours
She said she liked to trace her heart
against sparser white tufts, her etched lines
of cursive flues, hollowed deep and grooved
tight tucks over moguls, small drops to earth… 29 more words
I’m writing about a past relationship
Where things started out like a perfect dream
And the bubble that we were contained in, couldn’t be penetrated.
2 days, 8 hours