Writing Prompt #17

Walking inside the dream
Waves of « perhaps » rushing by
Giving me a hint of what I can be
If only…

The world
Sacred ground
Never defeated

Opening my eyes mean
I allow the world
To take me on the other side

A place where dreams only come true
For the ones ready to
Unleash the power they hide within

This is the poem shared as part of Mona Writing Prompt.

Writing Prompt #13

We know deep inside
That the world can burn itself
So many men full of pride
Trying to mess up with life and death

We may stand alone in this place
Where hearts are hard
And shortened is our breath

But if we can hold our hands in the midst of chaoas
And if our eyes can meet in the turmoil of pain

We will have found the key
That unlock the doors of eternity

This is my piece of poetry 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.