‘Meraki,

I Once had a story to tell, from a whisperer to a falling hell.

Should you believe that I was a man,

to begin with a hidden spell,

to strongly believe there was more to brief?

A Man in search for his path to find,

(I Was my own thief.)

To care? For I have found my narrow alley.

To take? You have my spoken allay, such relief.

A Duty from shoulders to fall,

a wisdom stronger by all,

the answer that started my story with a crawl.

I Have a chance to start over,

(For a do-over)

with a new beginning like rising four-clover.

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‘Anagapesis,

One look,

in silence you have spoken.

That’s what I saw.

From devastating to weeping.

For you have my heart taken,

then

broken.

One word,

from realm of words.

That’s what I heard.

To be sorry,

to be lost,

to be wrong.

the sound of chirping got lost by my birds.

One breath,

To blindly trust my soul.

That’s what it took.

For you have shown me not to,

to lose,

to forgot.

To be in control.

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‘Acrimony,

Part 3

for you

make

me

not

want to kneel.

As…

….I

Rise..

I Declare my heart broken.

From shadows of deviating words unspoken.

Enemies seek

my untouched howl

for a chirping mystique.

to

the

one

that

has

to

Speak; “make me a promise not for the weak.”

A Symphony of waltzing chase

to catch my heart at home

in a place beyond my souls grace.

See me weep,

…….

The

forgotten

tears

from

my face

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Part 1

Part 2

Part 4

Part 5

‘Nikhedonia,

Part 2

In silence I vow;

I Seal my lips,

To

an

honest

bow.

For I have to let you allow,

to let you in,

to speak to my heart,

to break my thorns by thou.

You

make

me

stronger,

“to heal.”

Wheal me in

and let me leap.

For I’m stronger,

for I’m a survivor,

for you

Make

me

not

want to kneel.

Part 1

Part 3 

 

 

‘Angustation,

An walk down the street,

Never wandering, nor speaking, without my feet.

Give me my last breath, for I am losing thin air. Mother Earth, the

Universe of all, take me away from this path. For I was beat.

Seek me throughout and I shall stand tall.

This world, the conquer, is my emperor by my side to feel complete.

Alas, as I learn to walk,

To talk,

In this new world I share you my thoughts, so take a seat!

Only you make me briefly believe in your hope,

Neither have I spoken to mother’s elite.

‘kalopsia,

I’m a lost soul writing throughout your mind.

For the willingness of envy you shall not easily offend me.

I chant while you weep,

I laugh while you break

and I rise while you descent from my eye.

To not to mention war,

(To not speak strong mouth,)

You shall deflower your soul.

thoughts you had and thought I would do.

To tell the truth;

This will I never be,

Never can be,

Never been raised to be,

I Have been chasing, nothing has been wasted,

From the chant of “You had me at hello” to

the rising voice of beauty that I have tasted.

I Am free,

Dancing through the melody of waves sea.

I Am to be,

Myself, as I have chosen to see.

I Will Flee,

To the future that beholds me.

‘Faire la bise,

Everything around me went dark.

The light she sparkled was like the sunrise,

while moving counter clockwise she spoke softly;

“to a drip of tear, to a sniff of cry, I seek for thou eye.”

Let me hold your heart,

let me kiss your smile,

let me feel your grace,

for I’m chanting my soul to your known “faire la bise.”

Crossing my mind to behold my wish with the wise,

I scream for your attention into the bluest skies.

without

the

truth

we

have

none

more

than

the spoken lies.

For I speak to love,

For I share my heart,

For I grant you my thoughts,

Let me say “I love you.”

from the beginning of earth endwise.

‘Eros,

To love, I blindly trust.

To love, I gaze for you through stardust.

A wanderlust of promise to be…

Strangers oath to seek me throughout,

I have given all for now….and now I plea;

A path to walk on,

A path of promise,

A path of strength.

To all we need more time to spare.

From mother’s affair to the rhythm of flair

Your beauty speaks mystery of stare.

Do I dare to ask?

Wherein the truth is spoken to all.

Is your grace as strong as they see?

Is your strength as beautiful as they feel?

To love, the forbidden fruit from a tree.

To love, eye’s as blue as the sea.

Let my tongue slither around your brain

Only to swim throughout your vein. From

Victorian to Spain.

Endless love speaks tales of rain.

‘Very Inspiring Blogger Award,

Nominated For The Ideal Inspirational Blogger Award

The Award Rules:

• Thank the person who have nominated you and provide a link back to his/her blog.

• Answer their questions.

• Nominate up to 9 other bloggers and ask them 5 new questions.

• Notify the nominees through their blog by visiting and commenting on their blog.

• List the rules and display the “Ideal Inspiration Blogger Award” logo.

Hi all ,

Just before I start answering J.M.Lillen all her questions, I want to thank her for nominating me for this amazing award. I was in awe when I saw the nomination. I’m so glad she feels that I inspire her, people and the lovely followers. She is an truly amazing writer, person and she has the most corky soul! Something we all need in our life! Her soul is compressed love all in one person!

So, I totally want you all to check out her blog and enjoy her writings; ps, check out ‘Miss midnight, this is something special we all can relate to!!

Questions by J.M.Lillen;

  • What quote inspires you most?

I truly have many quotes that inspires me, but I think my favourite that truly helped me throughout everything last year is;

My wish, granted.
My dreams, rising.
My power of Will, fighting
  • When you get writer’s block, what do you do to get through it and create?

What I try to do is actually absolutely nothing. I try to clear my mind, try to read a book, Listen to music, or what also really helps is “free writing”. I just start writing and I don’t focus on if its grammatically correct or whatever… just an outlet for my soul to my fingers

  • Is there a song that you find inspiring?

There is not particular one song that i have that really inspires me. When I write I truly love Classical music, but Listening to soul and blues really helps me to get in the “mood” if you know what I mean! ( listening to Queens, Freddie Mercury. At this moment. So yeah 😉

  • What other hobbies do you have?

Other hobbies I have are; long trips on my bicycle, going to the gym, watching movies, COOKING (I truly love that) and Trying out new things.

  • What do you feel like your purpose in life is meant to be?

For me its to experience the fullest. Taste of the Atmosphere, Taste for love, Sharing kindness, Adventures, always exceed higher power!

My dearest nominees that inspire me;

  1. LiaThePoet
  2. Million Dreams
  3. TheHiddenK
  4. PoetPasPoetry

To all my nominees; I want you people to know that you guys are truly amazing and inspire me ( If not all) to accomplish the greatest, to be inspired! Your writing is Lovely, Amazing and inspiring!

To J.M.Lillen ; I want to thank you once again for nominating me again. You are truly amazing and you inspire me by your amazing words, comments and writing skills! its always lovely to read your work!

My Questions for my lovely nominees;

  1. What do you love more; Free writing or a subject to write about?
  2. Your favourite author?
  3. What is your guilty pleasure?
  4. What is your top 3 bucket list?
  5. Would you rather write and have your own opinions with just enough money to survive, or write what others want with no own opinions and allot of money?

Good luck to you all, and feel free to answer them or not! let my moustache not threaten you;)

‘Ambigue,

To go further than victory, to write beyond history;

“We are the world’s seekers for death upon her eyes.”

For mysteries we care not about her lies,

for strength we search love, love in her eyes.

To speak loudly. To wander…. slowly.

We treasure the beauty in her eyes.

Tonight my heart is light, and my spirit is rising tears of cries.

“To start over again?”

For I’m afraid of what’s now to be…..

To wake up with sunrise, forgotten pain the unwise.

‘mother,

Mother, do you hear me?

Let me speak with my untouched tongue,

in silence I grave for attention.

“Pull me in” and taste the lies among.

Mother, do you see me?

Eyes, closed by day, took me down.

Afraid I was to see,

“to accept” the faith that you were no more around!

Mother, do you love me?

To love, or, to be loved? that’s the question.

I Will be asking myself till the dawn of night,

shimmering light wandering among your confession.

‘Emotion,

Sweet loving symphony of

Youth, merely touch

My tender lips of my sin.

Provoke, to breath, air becoming my horizon.

Howling waves of music, the

Ocean, following me through mother’s

Nature speech of the wizen.

Young and Lividly foraging for devotion,

To be lost,

To be lost,

To be lost,

To be….. emotion.

‘indurate,

Share me a world with no pain.

Take me to a place hidden from human eye.

Dance with me to the beginning of no memory stain.

I’m embraced by thou waltzing grace.

Do you speak or slither around in my brain?

Hopeless in search while lost in translation.

“To be laconic;

Raising my heartbeat for thou beauty.

When I see you smile I see the define world, not demonic.

Without doubt,

without regret,

without ending emotions I feel harmonic.”

‘Confession,

Can I be honest? before asking for the who’s.

Out for defeat, knocked down and lost abuse.

Never have I prolonged more for breath of air,

For I have given my last hope for you to care.

Endless of shame and careless prayer, for you to stare.

Seeking for the truth, while lost in lies of defuse. Never felt

Safe while being confined, without an excuse.

I’m lost and helpless, seeking night of cries to lose.

Only to wander through confession; “to ask to speak!”

Now I will behave for your aggression!

‘Conflate,

Once upon a mystery,

stars they are, whereas we read our history;

“To dwell and sweep through mother’s consistory.”

The unquiet heaven watching over our nameless graves,

6 feet under; “Down the rhythms waves,

all being poor galley slaves.”

By no means, whereas we search for the seas,

we shall leave our token unpleased.

By wind and chill we feel thou breeze.