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What am I if not a wilted flower, Craving for a drop of rain, a tasteful touch of the ageless sun. Butterflies to flutter, bees to buzz Tickling my petals, kissing me along. It's autumn, the time of malaise My life walks at the brink of death. The gusty waves are swirling around Shaking the tree, tossing me hard Leaving it bare, meagre in the town. My shades have changed, they say From saxe to brown; I have faded. No one to behold, no one to admire And I am no longer beautiful, Devoid of fragrance, devoid of charm. I wish I could blossom again And wield the brightest colours, Like the sun emerges a downcast sky. But this too is a chimera, I feel, I am too gloom to bloom again. What am I, if not a wilted flower! #dndwow #dndwow233 #yqdnd #yqbaba #versesofstella #poemtime #wiltedflower #swet_a Collaborating with De

What am I if not a wilted flower, Craving for a drop of rain, a tasteful touch of the ageless sun. Butterflies to flutter, bees to buzz Tickling my petals, kissing me along. It's autumn, the time of malaise My life walks at the brink of death. The gusty waves are swirling around Shaking the tree, tossing me hard Leaving it bare, meagre in the town. My shades have changed, they say From saxe to brown; I have faded. No one to behold, no one to admire And I am no longer beautiful, Devoid of fragrance, devoid of charm. I wish I could blossom again And wield the brightest colours, Like the sun emerges a downcast sky. But this too is a chimera, I feel, I am too gloom to bloom again. What am I, if not a wilted flower! #dndwow #dndwow233 #yqdnd #yqbaba #versesofstella #poemtime #wiltedflower #swet_a Collaborating with De

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Darling, I'm that withered leaf; Floating, blown away by the zephyr-- Shriveled. Dried up. Yet, loving you, still. Wilted flower (part 2) (c) pinterest #yqbaba #yqdidi #poem #leaf #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with Karl Osric Regalario Mendoza

Darling, I'm that withered leaf; Floating, blown away by the zephyr-- Shriveled. Dried up. Yet, loving you, still. Wilted flower (part 2) (c) pinterest #yqbaba #yqdidi #poem #leaf #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with Karl Osric Regalario Mendoza

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Pain and Poets //captioned Pain is a strange thing. If you wail of it you are called a weakling And if you fight it Salute to your bravery, hero! And then there ar

Pain and Poets //captioned Pain is a strange thing. If you wail of it you are called a weakling And if you fight it Salute to your bravery, hero! And then there ar

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NaPoWriMo Day 8 Book poem Full piece in caption The End of the affair Brings a lot of despair Kills you like leeches Tearing you into pieces. Suffering in somber silence Maintaining discr

NaPoWriMo Day 8 Book poem Full piece in caption The End of the affair Brings a lot of despair Kills you like leeches Tearing you into pieces. Suffering in somber silence Maintaining discr

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My way into the world of poems. (Quite a few have expressed their willingness to write poems like how I do esp in English, first of all I don't consider to be the epitomy of a poet, I am just a novice, a learner. Those who asked me out are actually greater in terms of writing esp in terms of the substance they has, so I am quite lucky to be approached, nonetheless I have jotted down my earnest approach if you are want to give a read go ahead. I would be continuing this series, so stay tuned) . .

My way into the world of poems. (Quite a few have expressed their willingness to write poems like how I do esp in English, first of all I don't consider to be the epitomy of a poet, I am just a novice, a learner. Those who asked me out are actually greater in terms of writing esp in terms of the substance they has, so I am quite lucky to be approached, nonetheless I have jotted down my earnest approach if you are want to give a read go ahead. I would be continuing this series, so stay tuned) . .

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You know, years ago when i first saw you, i knew you weren't just any girl. I knew that you would hold a special place in my life which no o

You know, years ago when i first saw you, i knew you weren't just any girl. I knew that you would hold a special place in my life which no o

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//In the caption They told to abvolate from a low end to high end. But how can I? The river flows from the sky to ground the rain too. The sun rays too. I

//In the caption They told to abvolate from a low end to high end. But how can I? The river flows from the sky to ground the rain too. The sun rays too. I

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//Part 1// ~and then the pregnancy doses replaced to the Alzheimer's... //Miscarriage// ~ “A pause to an expected menstrual cycle; frequent rounds to the washroom; tiredness and enlarging breasts.” Yes, I am p

//Part 1// ~and then the pregnancy doses replaced to the Alzheimer's... //Miscarriage// ~ “A pause to an expected menstrual cycle; frequent rounds to the washroom; tiredness and enlarging breasts.” Yes, I am p

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~••Wilted Rose••~ She's like a wilted rose. All incompleted stories, she enclose. She smells like dead. Stories that doesn't have an end, is just because they haven't lived yet. She has been kept in care in a secret place. She remembers that delicate touch kept all safe in her petals. She's too old to bloom again. But a special aroma she still contain. May be the aroma of hope, of motivating each soul to not give up as some incompleteness is needed to feed the curiosity of living the complete story. ~••Wilted Rose••~ #wiltedrose #yqenglish #yqmusings #yqquotes #fictionalpoem #yqbaba #mypoems

~••Wilted Rose••~ She's like a wilted rose. All incompleted stories, she enclose. She smells like dead. Stories that doesn't have an end, is just because they haven't lived yet. She has been kept in care in a secret place. She remembers that delicate touch kept all safe in her petals. She's too old to bloom again. But a special aroma she still contain. May be the aroma of hope, of motivating each soul to not give up as some incompleteness is needed to feed the curiosity of living the complete story. ~••Wilted Rose••~ #wiltedrose #yqenglish #yqmusings #yqquotes #fictionalpoem #yqbaba #mypoems

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