Blue Dreams Poetry
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writing my way through life by expressing my hurt, healing and lessons on womanhood through the art of poetry.
Blue Dreams Poetry
3y ago
All she has left is that is closest to wholesome was the story of that night. The ending to summer. The beginning of a nightmare. The start of fall. She began to fall in twenty four hours, running across the street in th ..read more
Blue Dreams Poetry
3y ago
In the middle of the night, the love bombs would call. The dream and promise of the wife she would become. The exchange of thoughts and energy seemed almost magical. She never knew love, she assumed it was mythological ..read more
Blue Dreams Poetry
3y ago
Reject soon to be regret. It was the hopes that made it dangerous. It was the faith that made them. It was a need that shaped it. A man so brilliant with a woman so desperate, I’d tell her to run but she probably wouldn ..read more
Blue Dreams Poetry
4y ago
“ For years, I wanted to posses love. I wanted to find it, keep it and make it my own. It’s only now that I realize that love isn’t materialistic. I’m so used to getting everything I want, when I want it. I began to ..read more
Blue Dreams Poetry
4y ago
Vulnerability is like blood to a shark but it’s not a shark, it’s a man. Lost and I’m way out from me. From them. She was hurt and wide awake while dreaming? How am I free now but still stuck and caged out? I attract pre ..read more
Blue Dreams Poetry
4y ago
I’ve met many men with amazing qualities about themselves. So, I can’t help but wonder as if I was still settling for less. The slightest imperfection makes me run, but perfection never made me stay. Running in circles ..read more