April 23, 2015 — words on a blackboard
Magic
Rain falling from the tip of my fingers
Smiles melting at the thought of yesterday’s grimness
Delusions playing like a ghost in the dark and then vanish in their past
Days throwing their pieces in a symphony of tangled uncertainties
Seconds reaching for the higher notes
Hearts having several and unforgettable strokes
Madness glimmering in the sparkle of the eyes
Games searching for dramatic heights
Obsessions laughing in an endless dance
Time losing its dimensions in an intricate confusion
Oblivion stealing each sense, captured by the same old play
Steps hiding, running like children from a plane world
Stories twisting all my being with reality filtered by day dreaming
Magic, now I know, is an everyday flow.
divine
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Sublime thoughts…Truly Magical…loved reading xxx
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Lovely!
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I love the flow
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Love it!
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I love the WordPress theme you’re using here. Your lovely (yet powerful) poems fit beautifully well in it. 🙂
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wow!! fantastic!!!
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Pure word magic
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You got rhythm. I dig it. Powerful stuff. Packs a punch!
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Wow
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Amazing
Extremely beautiful!
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Woow! I love this! Your words are so precious!!
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Reblogged this on One Mind World and commented:
And you will feel that magic in your life… 🙂 beautifull wording. Live it.
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very lively and moving
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Hey! I’ve nominated you for this award, have a look 🙂
https://tashab95.wordpress.com/2015/05/16/versatile-blogger-award/
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It is unusual
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