#bizzareprompt

[justscribbledwords]

sweet memories i’ve learned to avoid because they are the blanket of nostalgia on a cold winter night that keep me warm yet suffocate me inside

@justscribbledwords

[heartofmuse]

Sweet memories I treasure in my heart,  I take them out at night when everything is cold and life has left a bitter taste in my mouth.

e.v.e.

[writteninjoy2]

walls are made of sturdy stuff while I am simply frail my beauty was beyond compare but those were days when you were not here

Photo credit @rarasworldbro

[dzgenesis]

When the butterflies settle

When the butterflies settle Into the the craters in my bones Bury me deep within earths womb

Don’t let the wind sing it’s cruel song Blowing through the space left behind From my soul turning to dust

[xtralargealison]

L*VE

cracked makeup smiles and pink plastic shoes

full coverage shadow in three different blues

you’re pretty in pictures but in here we’re off key

I know what you’d say but to me love's not free

pretenses up hoping boredom will get you

smoking my dreams when your heartbeat does go true

gorgeous and lovely so most here would have you

falling you chose me as one of your small few

a stone in your fire cracking slowly but surely

I wish for a feeling you come to so purely

butterflies choking on the smoke from my kiss

you’d never notice wrapped up in your bliss

I’ll crush you hard like a bug in my way

you wanted all but I’ll tell you to stray

you would have been my obedient pet

catching your feelings in a butterfly net

I pray to god though there’s nothing above

drinking my fears in this artificial love

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photo by: @nicoleashley on instagram

[m-a-e-w-d]

Solar Eclipse

Press crescent moons

Into my neck

Hands trace stars

Along my spine

Burn as if they are

Shooting

Breathe as if we

Are running

Across the sun

Silhouetted bodies

Entangled in the

Absence of light

For a moment

Perfection takes form

A pure circle encompassing

Everything

Yet nothing

Epitome of ardor

Cannot last

Passion dims in

Returning light

Erases stars through

Half-closed blinds

Wakes up life

[lvrsdrk]

I was born to be as my own. Albeit, I’ve dreamt of being taken. From all the social coasts and public eyes… In trillions of jars, Filled with me in my different moods. To have me…as if truly you had me.

Private Waters || @eddiegrandeur-redux

[the-dark-angelus]

I’m not a cliché Romeo. I’m not a stud, a head turner nor a rich man. I’m a dud. I’m not a guy girls love. My biceps are small. My clothing is a bit old-fashioned. My hair is thinning. I have lumpy legs. And, I sometimes stink. I’m just simple – an average man.

You may not see me as your Romeo, now or ever. But, I know I can do things to make you smile. I can try. I may not have all the riches to make you stay and be with me now or ever, but I will try to give you all what you need. I can try.

[peacelovingdaffodil]

[hafuckthis]

[heartofmuse]

Essence

When the butterflies settle and the flood of emotions dwindles down

When the intense infatuation and nervous excitement wears out

When the shy tongue-tied blushes vanish and the magnetic attraction is gone

When the perennial daydreaming has dissolved and reality once more takes its hold

Then all that is left is you and me

The truth of what we share

The strength of what we build

The unvarnished essence of who we are

That will bind us together or keep us apart

-e.v.e.

[xtralargealison]

/diss//ociate/

six teaspoons of sugar go into my bitter, black tea just enough for the palette of those not like me my effort and pain go into showing I'm fixed pretending to care when I'm being eclipsed I'm no longer home in my fragile head knocking won't get me up off this stone bed

it's not that I don't or just simply won't care my hopes and my feelings can't see past the glare suppressing all pain, through which nothing can shine even if, on the outside, my life can seem fine will make it all slip into unfeeling void my colours, emotions, viciously unemployed

the tie has been cut between life and morality snapped when my soul was too heavy with tragedy how do others return to this life sized cartoon how do I swim, can't see past the full moon maybe I'll stay in the fractured, dark skies flying away while my body still lies

xLCD

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art by: Silja Eystberg Wendelboe (https://battlingthedemonswithin.wordpress.com/tag/silja-eystberg-wendelboe/)

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prompt was: Solar Eclipsed Soul/Solar Eclipsed Memory

[xtralargealison]

ache

pale like peaches approaching the spring laying in the bed, she's the sweetest of things tired from chasing the dreams of another her world has faded from bright technicolour naked for sheets dribbled over her waistline caring no more for the taste of her fine wine petals fall graceless from trees past their season so tears will fall fast, little petals with reason

bathed in green stardust and misplaced intention wanting some more of that feeble affection reaching out further with pale, weak hands scratching the surface of love's best-laid plans secrets are made in that candlelit room stifling passions meant never to bloom love is still present in foregone conclusions leaving a space for her present illusions

rising she makes small excuses for power approaching her judge with the smallest of flower need is her cold, unforgiving interior secrets make minds in their thoughts show inferior shaken by angels shaped like love and devotion dripping with light, her resolve will be broken reaching her arms for the devil to take exposing her ribs for her love's new dull ache

xLCD

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image from: @moodyhues

prompt: house of unmarried woman