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July 28, 2017
 

"Code."
Lucas: We're still at the park. Marie wanted to feed the ducks. I can pick up Chinese on the way home.
Liza: Don't. I'll cook something. Get red wine.
Lucas: I know what that means.
Agent White administers Liza's medication. Her vision blurs as Agent Black suddenly loses his vision. Agent Orange injects the blinded agent with a sedative.
Orange has White tend to the agent.
Liza: Your follower is loyal.
Orange: He has no choice.
Liza: Ever think he's faking?
Orange: In the case that he is, he's very dedicated to the  charade. Did you destroy the blue prints and memorize the alarm codes?
Liza: Stay for dinner.
Orange: Those dumplings Lucas brought last time were phenomenal.
Liza. ...

EXPLORING TOGETHER
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July 25, 2017
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I could not narrow my need to see the world down to one destination. I'm complicated that way ;) here are two.
Barcelona, Spain  has always been one city at the top of my list somewhere.  For its art and architectire mainly.  And drowning in another culture, customs, and cuisine sounds decadent. Beautiful sea side cities capture the heart of the romantic in me.

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And Dádpuszta, Hungary for the Ozora Festival in July. The art installations and structures are gorgeous. Festival folks are my favorite. They've left judgement at home and brought gratitude and love in abundance. I'd graciously attend with friends for the food, days worth of live music, fire dancing, the stories...

IMPOSSIBLE.. I THINK NOT.
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July 12, 2017
East Rutherford, United States

...My favorite color: (..Her❤️...my subconscious poured gently in the back of my head like a smooth cocktail of intuitive words bursting from a book I'd never write); as I replied: ...Red🔴..

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BEAUTIFUL
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July 5, 2017
 

Let me learn about you,
about all the little things you do,
about your favourite flower
and the songs you sing in the shower

Let me look at you up close
from the back of your hand
to the tip of your nose,
your prominent cheekbones
and your little toes Let me know of your dearest story
which filled days with endless glory,
so we can lay in bed when there’s shitty weather,
to read it out loud and escape together.

ORIGINAL
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June 27, 2017
Lucknow, India

I remember you always said
That your poem isn't seaped in red,
You wrote for poetry itself
And not for the colour of love.

But once, I wish
That the ink you dip,
Paints my name on your paper, as well.

FUCHSIA
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June 16, 2017
 

        

          Who needs rose glasses?
           I use kaleidoscope eyes
           To see life's colors.

                                                 JD

*Life In Color*
#kaleidoscope #JuneCBFChallenge
#3LinesADay #haiku

MULTI COLORED ILLUSIONS
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June 5, 2017
 

Not a real color
Not even considered
Left off the wheel
Like an unwanted critter

I’m more important than you think

I have a heart too
Perhaps bigger than most
It’s filled with space and time
I’m the light’s gracious host

Without me, the world would burn

I allow the stars to shine
I allow your eyes to see
I’m your coffee each morning
You will respect me

I am the color of Life

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DARK ASH GREY
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May 26, 2017
 

This morning a woman on the train asked me about suicide,
and all I could tell her was that it was worse
than being stung by a thousand bees
on the tender skin beneath the throat.
I remember how your bones jutted out so far
that I could travel up them like a ladder in the days
before your death.
Even the forks and spoons in your bed
didn’t want to kiss you anymore.
Sometimes I think I can see Alaska from your house,
but then I remember it’s just the way the light changes
in the afternoon.
I still drink gin and liquor and raid the medicine cabinet
when no one else is home.
You were the one who always had the answers;
now I’m the one who has to ask all the questions.
They say th...

ORIGINAL
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May 22, 2017
 

I wasn't called racist until I said I love being black.
I wasn't asked if I was gay until I told another black woman she was beautiful.
I wasn't called out of my name until I tried to help....
It's amazing how society has conditioned our way of thinking that melanin isn't beautiful

ORIGINAL
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May 22, 2017
 

                Love.
(Poetic Expressions).

After a long time 
My heart started beating
I don't know for whom
Am I dreaming now
Or is it real, It would fall in love 
Or just a feeling for someone to
Whom I can woo,
Is this Feeling has a continuous,
Am I really in love,
Does this time will never end up or Henceforward is an awaited happiness,
What will be next?
Something unexpected or
Everything​ that heals feels within to take me to another world that is known to live for each other in others words is called heart to heart connection forms an eternal love.

-Chirayu!.

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ONE IS LOVED BECAUSE ONE IS LOVED
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March 10, 2017
 

#skylarkchallenge 87(Entry 2)

*SUFFERING
*KNELT
*LOCKED
*COWERING
*WHITE

I KNELT down,COWERING to ask forgiveness,she
LOCKED her only daughter,I can hear her cry.
I imagined her in WHITE wedding gown but she were SUFFERING so much.Inner one shouted,'enough. '

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SKYLARK CHALLENGE
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May 15, 2017
 

"Termed Love"
Mind gets angry,
But Heart still cares
This what happens,
when two beautiful
hearts meet to each other and strike to the phase of circumstance, stands in front of them as a mistake.
when damage of hurting  is done
in between them, then
all the angriness to get
sober and later when the time makes them realise,
they within start cursing themselves,
One would say "why I offended her"
Another would say "I Could solve the mistake
we have In-between,
why do I blame him,
This things show
Mind gets angry
But still heart care.

-Chirayu!.

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AMOR
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May 12, 2017
 


A Letter to Myself

I don’t think so.
But, I forgive you, girl, who tallied stretch marks into reasons why no one should get close.
I forgive you, silly girl, sweet breath, decent by default.
I forgive you for being afraid.

Did everything betray you?
Even the rain you love so much made rust out of your jewellery?
I forgive you, soft spoken girl speaking with fake brash voice, fooling no one.
I see you, tender even on your hardest days.
I forgive you, waiting for him to call, I forgive you, the diets and the cruel friends.
Especially for that one time you said ‘I fucking give up on love, it’s not worth it, I’d rather be alone forever’. You were just pretending, weren’t y...

ORIGINAL
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May 11, 2017
 

#word search
#Jen's prompt

Mistake

Hearts don't want and our lips said leave me,minds took decision.
one mistake took us apart.

POKA DOT PORTRAIT
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April 18, 2017
 


Firelight Affairs & Atmospheric Starlight


Firelight Affairs & Atmospheric Starlight,
Rainbow Instincts Enlightening Her Satellite Twilight,

Quivering Symphonies & Colorful Voices,
Lyrical Abstracts Of Her Monochrome Noises,

Prismatic Rage In Her Eternal Sage,
Resonances Whispering Her Voices Onstage,

Vertical Ensembles Of Her Ecstatic Fashions,
Witty Odes Enlightening Her Arrested Passions,

Prancing Temptations & Provoked Mysteries,
Entrancing Her Artistic Waves & Surging Tapestries,

Storyteller Flares On A Perpetual Lease,
Intoxicated Mirrors Of Her Spiritual Release,

Lucid Memoirs & Condensed Revelations,
Inquisitive Glances Of Her Cupid Flirtations,

Crims...

ORIGINAL
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April 16, 2017
 

Paint and brush

Did you ever feel like devoting yourself to someone else? You feel like someone is working there, its their office, in which they work for shifts but when they leave, their scent always stays. It's like even when they are not there, you can sense their presence through the various memories.
Have you ever seen a brush dipped in the paint? Did you see how it loses it's identity when it's covered with another colour? Did you ever see how difficult it is to get rid of that paint? The one that now covers every possible part of you? The one that couldn't be removed by anything? The one for which you hope the water to hit you soon, soon because you're too tired of having someone ve...

STRONGER TOGETHER
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April 14, 2017
 

Paint and water

Didn't you hear that we always give a part of ourselves to the people we leave? Yes, everyone gives a part of themselves before leaving. He left a part of himself with me too. A part that's now a part of me. It breaths with me, it sleeps with me, it cries with me, it lives in me, it is me now.
My friends told me he keeps ranting about how he now has a void to take care of because that part of him is with me now. He couldn't access it anymore, because its no longer there. He keeps on cursing me for that. You know, I believe he was the paint and I was the water. He gave a part of himself with me, diminishing his volume, but did he realize that I'm no longer me? Did he realize t...

STRONGER TOGETHER
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