Prose, Poetry, and Knick Knacks (formerly One Poem A Day)
Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before. – Edgar Allan Poe
I took out his heart, cut it to pieces
Took out the knife, placed it where it deeply pierces
“Does it hurt?”, I asked
He looked aghast
Surprised with what I did.
He was in pain
But I felt no shame
We are almost even now.
And though this could never heal my heart
It’s best he knows how it felt when he took mine apart
Live, Love, Travel and Laugh (Proudly Pinoy)
Pain goes in, love comes out.
every story has an impact, each tale matters. Prose and Poetry
Read, if you dare
her thoughts now and then
A Little Writing Workshop of Horrors.
because anything is possible with Charisma
the literary asylum
What has to happen will happen...
Beautifully written ❤
I felt that anger and the underlying sorrow in each line
Looking forward to reading more from you, Maria!
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Always great to read your comments Natalie. Thank you for your support 😀
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You’re welcome, Maria! ❤
It means a lot to me that you think so..
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