Writing Prompt #9

It it feels like the wind
Is trying to tell you something
Don’t be afraid
Angels have many ways
To get in touch

Just listen to the music
And let it sink in

Angels vibes
Have the power to heal
Your deepest wounds

This is my piece of poetry as part of Writing Prompt proposed by Mona.

Writing Prompt #8

Some days carry you from
One state to another
Without you having time
To get what’s going on inside

You’re building chaos
Till the cup of your day
Overflow with a strong mix
Of anger and irritation

If only you could remember
That it only takes
One breath
To change focus
And sooth your stormy brain

This is my piece of poetry as part of Writing Prompt proposed by Mona.

Writing Prompt #7

We may walk many roads together
Not knowing where they will take us
Finding rocks on the way
Or roses with thorns
Climbing mountains with no other luggage
But faith
We may find it tough at times
And maybe we will wish to give up

But let me tell you something, love
After darkness, comes light
After the night, a new dawn will emerge
It’s nature cycles of life
Showing us that we shall not fall into despair
But always be brave enough to walk on

Every morning is a new start
Hand in hand we can conquer the world
We can’t be defeated if we believe
We can only find in the strengh of our love
The courage to face every strong wind

And when not knowing where we’re heading too
Just stop and contemplate the beauty
Celebrate our victories
Asking the stars to bless our dreams
And know that together we are free.

This is my piece of poetry as part of Writing Prompt proposed by Mona.

Writing Prompt #4

We did not know what love was
We thought it was becoming one another
Or losing our identity
We thought it was being there
Without giving
Without listening
We thought it was losing our voice
So we could create a brand new reality

We did not know so we tried
We fought battles so we could stop the tide
From taking us afar with no chance of coming back

We did not know but we played the game
Thinking that feelings would keep us safe
And sane

We kept putting love
Into brackets
Trying to define it
Without the correct lens

Till
We became two strangers

Walking into darkness
Tears falling on deserted gardens
Where flowers could not bloom

We did not know what love was
We broke each other’s hearts
Till there was nothing left
But empty fields
With holes where we could hide
Thinking it would end the madness
That kept us in a delusive togetherness

This is a text written as part of Writing Prompt proposed by Mona

Writing Prompt #3

Find me by the river
Where we first met
The night a rain of stars fell
On the lake
Turning blue ink into
A myriad of colors

Tears fading as the light
Came through
Showing us the way
Towards eternity

We are children of the earth
Resting our heads
On the skyline

Finding solace
In the knowledge that
No scars or pain
Can break the bond
That link us together
Here and above

Here is my text for the writing prompr proposed by Mona on her blog. Check it out for more!

Writing prompt #2

You came and you lifted the veil.

From one generation to the other, we were girls. We carried the burdens of the past. We could feel strings taking us back, when we tried to move on and build our life.

We were like flowers ready to bloom and wiped out by a wind of memories.  The story would keep repeating itself. A story of thorns and bloody drama.

Till you came.

A little boy in a precious basket. Like a messanger from above. Like you were send by angels to peace my heart and give me reasons to hope. The link of pain was severed.

When I look at you, I picture us in a garden full of beautiful roses, blue sky and fairy tales, trees bending to welcome us. Hand in hand we are strong to face the world.

This is my entry to the Writing Prompt by Mona.

Writing Prompt#1

Emerging from darkness, she is standing in front of the sun. Her heart, her guide. Always, she knows where to go when tides are high. Retiring inside.

Love is as pure as nature. Blooming in spring. And retiring when winter’s dreams are on the way. A time to be and a time to reflect.

She would never betray what she believes in. She is a queen, a women in armor, an authentic version. She stand still as the world is moving to fast speed.

Love is. She can never be defeated.

This is my entry to the Writing Prompt by Manic Sylph.