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Purple- colored skin throbs. Even after tear’s flow stopped. Each strong blow leaves brutal, deep marks. Skin to soul, she's left scarred and scathed. — Photo credit: Unsplash In response to OctPoWriMo 2016 by Morgan Dragonwillow‘s Day 4. --- *Pensee found in the Caulkins Handbook stresses exact syllable count and strong end words. This invented verse form was first… Continue reading Purple: A Pensee*
I cannot let him reach me. I cannot. So I ran, ran as if my life depends on it. Oh yes, my life depends on how fast my legs are. Climbing every step away from him. My legs ached. My feet hurt. But I didn’t stop. Run. Run. Run. Faster. Suddenly I bumped into a… Continue reading Deadly Fall
The same rugged, masculine yet gentle hands which tickled each nerves and gave me sensual goosebumps, have weaved yarnful of lies that ended my life. — ©2016 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved. Photo credit: Philip Estrada In response to Sonya of Only 100 Words‘ Three Line Tales Week Thirty-Three. If you want to join, here are the simple rules: Write… Continue reading Dual Hands
I'm fine with hurting even with bruising as long as I'm bleeding with you. — 04.11.2016 ©2016 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer Photo credit: Unsplash
Disenthral: A Deten* I’ve lived so happily inside your own dark world, without a desire to be freed really. I did tried to break free against your harsh brute words but I failed like a wilted seed, badly. Mind lead weak heart fin’lly, they fought for my own worth and burned your spell like a… Continue reading Disenthral
Habilin I entrusted my fragile heart into your harmless hands. Thus, I learned the antonym of the word harmless. — ©2016 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer Photo credit: BuzzFeed, Unsplash In response to Word-High July: 30 Beautiful Filipino Words: Day 19 –Habilin.
Silakbo Slamming doors, breaking plates shouted words full of hate. My home’s a prison full of anger, with two loud adult boxers. Night and day are spell in yells, oh, it’s like earth’s version of hell. Then one deafening night turned so silent, sun welcomed their bodies wrapped in blood-made blanket. — ©2016 Rosemawrites@A Reading… Continue reading Word-High July: Silakbo
Escape Raindrops washes my dark tainted pass, train rails erases mem'ries I don't want to last. It's time to fly fast--- away from them, towards his arms. --- ©2016 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved. Photo credit: Wilson Lau Note: I said I'm taking a break with writing prompts, but the blessing that would make me… Continue reading Escape
Broken Quiedise: A Pensee* Your soul incandescent, breaks my robust chrysalis, your fake radiance’s a bright beguile, that killed my own guarded Quiedise**. — ©2016 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved. Photo credit: Unsplash In response to May Book Prompts – by Sarah Doughty and MahWrites. Today’s prompt is Paradise Lost by John Milton, John Leonard. - The Pensee* found in the Caulkins Handbook stresses… Continue reading Broken Quiedise
Tied Tight Tied inside your tight love, imprisoned in your intense passion, you took my soul away from its home. — ©2016 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved. Photo credit: Wynand von Poortvliet In response to Sonya of Only 100 Words‘ Three Line Tales Week Seventeen. If you want to join, here are the simple rules: Write three lines… Continue reading Tied Tight
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