This book is a canvas of verses, where every verse is a brushstroke, made from the creator's lingering emotions. Some of her own and some from her dreamy imagination. Each stroke is a different color, portraying a different situation.𖣔
𝑾𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒐𝒓𝒔 𝒎𝒂𝒚 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒔𝒊𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒂𝒓 𝒂𝒕 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒈𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆,
𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒍𝒆𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒈𝒆𝒕
𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓-𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒑𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒓𝒆𝒅.💄
𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒐𝒓'𝒔 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒆𝒏𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆,✍️
𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒃𝒓𝒖𝒔𝒉𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒌𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒈𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆.🥀𖣔
Trust the process and you shall see, the beauty woven in this imagery.✯ Trust the process with all your heart, and you'll notice the real art. ❀
𝑺𝒐 𝒅𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆, 𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒆, 𝒉𝒐𝒑𝒆, 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕💫
𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒏𝒐𝒕.✩
𝑭𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒊𝒔 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒂 𝒈𝒖𝒊𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒗𝒂𝒔,📜
𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒐𝒖𝒔,✿︎
𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍 𝒑𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒄𝒖𝒔𝒔. ❤
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Excerpt:
"I am everything:
The autumn winds easing the leaves away from their branches,
A baby's smile at daddy's funny face,
The tears that seep into the soil at a funeral,
A heavy snowfall on Christmas Eve.
I am a hug:
Offered only during times of sadness,
Never given often enough.
I am a mirror:
Reflecting the moods of those in my surroundings
Or the inanimate objects that remain once all have gone home.
I am a microphone:
Echoing the opinions of those around me,
Telling the truths of all, but only being accepted by one.
I am a shell:
Full of the many memories of yesterday,
Unable to grasp anything today.
I am a skeleton:
Stripped away of any feeling,
After everyone has taken a piece.
I am nothing:
Not a firefighter,
Thanked for saving the family pet.
Not a lover,
Dearly missed by her significant other.
Not a role model,
Written about for a second grader's project.
Not a person at all;
I am a simple cadaver, sliced up for answers to all of life's questions."
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An original poetry collection from the last decade of my life.