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- She picks the broken wing that still feels so soft in her hands, her hands that bleed from the heart wrenching grief she feels for the dead butterfly. She only wanted to fly and kiss the winds on a whim. Now her wails ring in her ears. And the wing flutters in the withering corners of her heart. Her mind whirls and thoughts plunder her conscience as she cries, silently, without a single tear. She wondered if it was the generic words spilling from mouths that were eager to taste her. The eyes prowling hungrily, while fingers counted how many ways they could explore her and her innocent desires. Perhaps they jeered at how she unravelled herself even though she had prided in never being weakened by any such emotions. Can you tell whose eyes are not going to betray you? Does it matter that you exposed your most vulnerable bits to them. How do you know because isn’t it possible that maybe you are ‘a number too?’ Are you? How do you know that they don’t scour all others like that too? Those words dripping the same sensual fire in others pretty ears, perhaps writing the same words of desires on their skin as they trace them. Those eyes seeing and hailing beauty not just in you, but maybe in every face that smiles radiantly. Their hearts clamouring and pledging promises dipped in honey and cream to them too. What makes you think you are or were special? Should you open your fucking eyes and hear what your mind has been begging you to believe? Yes. People say things. They most likely say them to all. I know the whimsical world of romance we build shows them to be sincere, faithful and trustworthy. But are people truly all that? If you are special, mean something then understand your own worth. Stop looking at them for validation and stop rearranging everything you do or not do according to their whims. Or I could add your broken pieces to my souvenir collection too. My itinerary bleeds aplenty. ©️ Faiza Khan (This broken wing made my heart ache and turned me beyond blue...) ~ #words #writing #brokenbutbeautiful #musings #heartache #butterflywings #writersofinstagram #life #poetrycommunity #poetryofig #poetry #whatdoyousee #bleedingblue #abodeofpoets #madewords
- She picks the broken wing that still feels so soft in her hands, her hands that bleed from the heart wrenching grief she feels for the dead butterfly. She only wanted to fly and kiss the winds on a whim. Now her wails ring in her ears. And the wing flutters in the withering corners of her heart. Her mind whirls and thoughts plunder her conscience as she cries, silently, without a single tear. She wondered if it was the generic words spilling from mouths that were eager to taste her. The eyes prowling hungrily, while fingers counted how many ways they could explore her and her innocent desires. Perhaps they jeered at how she unravelled herself even though she had prided in never being weakened by any such emotions. Can you tell whose eyes are not going to betray you? Does it matter that you exposed your most vulnerable bits to them. How do you know because isn’t it possible that maybe you are ‘a number too?’ Are you? How do you know that they don’t scour all others like that too? Those words dripping the same sensual fire in others pretty ears, perhaps writing the same words of desires on their skin as they trace them. Those eyes seeing and hailing beauty not just in you, but maybe in every face that smiles radiantly. Their hearts clamouring and pledging promises dipped in honey and cream to them too. What makes you think you are or were special? Should you open your fucking eyes and hear what your mind has been begging you to believe? Yes. People say things. They most likely say them to all. I know the whimsical world of romance we build shows them to be sincere, faithful and trustworthy. But are people truly all that? If you are special, mean something then understand your own worth. Stop looking at them for validation and stop rearranging everything you do or not do according to their whims. Or I could add your broken pieces to my souvenir collection too. My itinerary bleeds aplenty. ©️ Faiza Khan (This broken wing made my heart ache and turned me beyond blue...) ~ #words #writing #brokenbutbeautiful #musings #heartache #butterflywings #writersofinstagram #life #poetrycommunity #poetryofig #poetry #whatdoyousee #bleedingblue #abodeofpoets #madewords
- She picks the broken wing that still feels so soft in her hands, her hands that bleed from the heart wrenching grief she feels for the dead butterfly. She only wanted to fly and kiss the winds on a whim. Now her wails ring in her ears. And the wing flutters in the withering corners of her heart. Her mind whirls and thoughts plunder her conscience as she cries, silently, without a single tear. She wondered if it was the generic words spilling from mouths that were eager to taste her. The eyes prowling hungrily, while fingers counted how many ways they could explore her and her innocent desires. Perhaps they jeered at how she unravelled herself even though she had prided in never being weakened by any such emotions. Can you tell whose eyes are not going to betray you? Does it matter that you exposed your most vulnerable bits to them. How do you know because isn’t it possible that maybe you are ‘a number too?’ Are you? How do you know that they don’t scour all others like that too? Those words dripping the same sensual fire in others pretty ears, perhaps writing the same words of desires on their skin as they trace them. Those eyes seeing and hailing beauty not just in you, but maybe in every face that smiles radiantly. Their hearts clamouring and pledging promises dipped in honey and cream to them too. What makes you think you are or were special? Should you open your fucking eyes and hear what your mind has been begging you to believe? Yes. People say things. They most likely say them to all. I know the whimsical world of romance we build shows them to be sincere, faithful and trustworthy. But are people truly all that? If you are special, mean something then understand your own worth. Stop looking at them for validation and stop rearranging everything you do or not do according to their whims. Or I could add your broken pieces to my souvenir collection too. My itinerary bleeds aplenty. ©️ Faiza Khan (This broken wing made my heart ache and turned me beyond blue...) ~ #words #writing #brokenbutbeautiful #musings #heartache #butterflywings #writersofinstagram #life #poetrycommunity #poetryofig #poetry #whatdoyousee #bleedingblue #abodeofpoets #madewords
- I never want to be your pain so if desire and circumstance create yearning for what seems shrouded in mystery behind God’s unknown purpose, I will understand every aching period of silence— but if the wound removes you forever then your pain —memory fused with desire and circumstance— will be mine and I will seek consolation that I cannot attain #love #couple #cute #adorable #kiss #kisses #hugs #romance #forever #girlfriend #boyfriend #gf #bf #bff #together #photooftheday #happy #me #girl #boy #beautiful #instagood #instalove #loveher #lovehim #poetry #fun #smile #xoxo
- I never want to be your pain so if desire and circumstance create yearning for what seems shrouded in mystery behind God’s unknown purpose, I will understand every aching period of silence— but if the wound removes you forever then your pain —memory fused with desire and circumstance— will be mine and I will seek consolation that I cannot attain #love #couple #cute #adorable #kiss #kisses #hugs #romance #forever #girlfriend #boyfriend #gf #bf #bff #together #photooftheday #happy #me #girl #boy #beautiful #instagood #instalove #loveher #lovehim #poetry #fun #smile #xoxo
- I never want to be your pain so if desire and circumstance create yearning for what seems shrouded in mystery behind God’s unknown purpose, I will understand every aching period of silence— but if the wound removes you forever then your pain —memory fused with desire and circumstance— will be mine and I will seek consolation that I cannot attain #love #couple #cute #adorable #kiss #kisses #hugs #romance #forever #girlfriend #boyfriend #gf #bf #bff #together #photooftheday #happy #me #girl #boy #beautiful #instagood #instalove #loveher #lovehim #poetry #fun #smile #xoxo
- In this time of Thanksgiving remembering the pain the American Indians went through. I painted this watercolor after i visited a cherokee shaman here in Miami way before i actually moved to Miami and i wrote this poem around 2004. This poem inspired by my guru Sivananda prayer is part of my poetry book Divine Sweetness by Jennieke Janaki “Love Aspirations” I am The peaceful Warrior My armor is strength, endurance,vision, focus, wisdom, faith. Grand me with inner spiritual strength Overcome the tempatations of the I in me My battle will end When the mind is back home in my true Self And will reside there In Peace No matter what ! Let me sing thy glories Let me abide in thee forever The peacepipe will glow into eternity Happiness, Peace,Joy, Bliss are our divine medals I will surrender my inner War The Struggle of the minds afflictions To have You The Truth Always I Am #thanksgiving#americanhorrorstory #americanindian #peacepipe #sivanandaprayer#iam#truth#divinemercy #afflictions #mindfulness #nomind #surrender#sharanamyoga#happiness#innerpeace#joy#bliss#immortality#temptations#eternity#peacefulwarrior#love#loveaspirations#divinesweetnessbyjenniekejanaki #poetry#watercolorbyjenniekejanaki
- In this time of Thanksgiving remembering the pain the American Indians went through. I painted this watercolor after i visited a cherokee shaman here in Miami way before i actually moved to Miami and i wrote this poem around 2004. This poem inspired by my guru Sivananda prayer is part of my poetry book Divine Sweetness by Jennieke Janaki “Love Aspirations” I am The peaceful Warrior My armor is strength, endurance,vision, focus, wisdom, faith. Grand me with inner spiritual strength Overcome the tempatations of the I in me My battle will end When the mind is back home in my true Self And will reside there In Peace No matter what ! Let me sing thy glories Let me abide in thee forever The peacepipe will glow into eternity Happiness, Peace,Joy, Bliss are our divine medals I will surrender my inner War The Struggle of the minds afflictions To have You The Truth Always I Am #thanksgiving #americanhorrorstory #americanindian #peacepipe #sivanandaprayer #ia #truth #divinemercy #afflictions #mindfulness #nomind #surrender #sharanamyog #happiness #innerpeac #joy #blis #immortality #temptation #eternity #peacefulwarrio #love #loveaspiration #divinesweetnessbyjenniekejanaki #poetry #watercolorbyjenniekejanaki
- In this time of Thanksgiving remembering the pain the American Indians went through. I painted this watercolor after i visited a cherokee shaman here in Miami way before i actually moved to Miami and i wrote this poem around 2004. This poem inspired by my guru Sivananda prayer is part of my poetry book Divine Sweetness by Jennieke Janaki “Love Aspirations” I am The peaceful Warrior My armor is strength, endurance,vision, focus, wisdom, faith. Grand me with inner spiritual strength Overcome the tempatations of the I in me My battle will end When the mind is back home in my true Self And will reside there In Peace No matter what ! Let me sing thy glories Let me abide in thee forever The peacepipe will glow into eternity Happiness, Peace,Joy, Bliss are our divine medals I will surrender my inner War The Struggle of the minds afflictions To have You The Truth Always I Am #thanksgiving#americanhorrorstory #americanindian #peacepipe #sivanandaprayer#iam#truth#divinemercy #afflictions #mindfulness #nomind #surrender#sharanamyoga#happiness#innerpeace#joy#bliss#immortality#temptations#eternity#peacefulwarrior#love#loveaspirations#divinesweetnessbyjenniekejanaki #poetry#watercolorbyjenniekejanaki
- . I wanna go somewhere where nobody knows I wanna know somewhere where nobody goes Following gold lines on the ground, northbound, southbound There's something 'bout the way I feel when the wheels go round and round and round Highway vagabonds, living like hippies Moving right along to the next big city Highway vagabonds . . #writingandlistening #mirandalambert #highwayvagabonds #livinlikehippies #wanderlust #journey #latenightvibes #currentlylistening #nowplaying #listening #music #musica #instamusic #song #songs #musicislife #mood #inspired #inspiration #spilledink #poetry #poet #poetsofig #write #writing #igwriters #latenight #thoughts
- . I wanna go somewhere where nobody knows I wanna know somewhere where nobody goes Following gold lines on the ground, northbound, southbound There& #39;s something & #39;bout the way I feel when the wheels go round and round and round Highway vagabonds, living like hippies Moving right along to the next big city Highway vagabonds . . #writingandlistening #mirandalambert #highwayvagabonds #livinlikehippies #wanderlust #journey #latenightvibes #currentlylistening #nowplaying #listening #music #musica #instamusic #song #songs #musicislife #mood #inspired #inspiration #spilledink #poetry #poet #poetsofig #write #writing #igwriters #latenight #thoughts
- . I wanna go somewhere where nobody knows I wanna know somewhere where nobody goes Following gold lines on the ground, northbound, southbound There's something 'bout the way I feel when the wheels go round and round and round Highway vagabonds, living like hippies Moving right along to the next big city Highway vagabonds . . #writingandlistening #mirandalambert #highwayvagabonds #livinlikehippies #wanderlust #journey #latenightvibes #currentlylistening #nowplaying #listening #music #musica #instamusic #song #songs #musicislife #mood #inspired #inspiration #spilledink #poetry #poet #poetsofig #write #writing #igwriters #latenight #thoughts
- Speak kindly to your inner self. Don't take your demon's view. For you are you and no-one else will lead the life you do. Kill your inner critic and silence all his chatter. Then write this truth inside your brain... "I'm worth it and I matter." Feeling super happy and grateful for all opportunities this evening. It's a nice feeling! Hope your late night Friday slash early morning Saturday feelings are equally as positive! 😘 #poem #poetry #poet #positivity #selfcare #msmoem #mindset #gratitude #thankful #momlife #girlpower #positivequotes #kindness #happiness #realtalk #writer
- Speak kindly to your inner self. Don& #39;t take your demon& #39;s view. For you are you and no-one else will lead the life you do. Kill your inner critic and silence all his chatter. Then write this truth inside your brain... "I& #39;m worth it and I matter." Feeling super happy and grateful for all opportunities this evening. It& #39;s a nice feeling! Hope your late night Friday slash early morning Saturday feelings are equally as positive! 😘 #poem #poetry #poet #positivity #selfcare #msmoem #mindset #gratitude #thankful #momlife #girlpower #positivequotes #kindness #happiness #realtalk #writer
- Speak kindly to your inner self. Don't take your demon's view. For you are you and no-one else will lead the life you do. Kill your inner critic and silence all his chatter. Then write this truth inside your brain... "I'm worth it and I matter." Feeling super happy and grateful for all opportunities this evening. It's a nice feeling! Hope your late night Friday slash early morning Saturday feelings are equally as positive! 😘 #poem #poetry #poet #positivity #selfcare #msmoem #mindset #gratitude #thankful #momlife #girlpower #positivequotes #kindness #happiness #realtalk #writer
- Each leaf was a word Langston never said, the trees his unwritten rhymes. — from ‘Langston Hughes in Trinidad — A Closet Drama in Five Scenes’ So honored to have an image from my visual sequence done for ‘Langston Hughes in Trinidad — A Closet Drama in Five Scenes’ adorn the cover of the Asian American Literary Review’s special North/South issue. The issue focuses on new poetry by Canadian, Caribbean and Latin American authors! #PITCHLAKE #visualpoem #langstonhughes #asianamericanliteraryreview #poetry #caribbeanpoetry #aalr #canadianpoetry #latinamerica
- Each leaf was a word Langston never said, the trees his unwritten rhymes. — from ‘Langston Hughes in Trinidad — A Closet Drama in Five Scenes’ So honored to have an image from my visual sequence done for ‘Langston Hughes in Trinidad — A Closet Drama in Five Scenes’ adorn the cover of the Asian American Literary Review’s special North/South issue. The issue focuses on new poetry by Canadian, Caribbean and Latin American authors! #PITCHLAKE #visualpoem #langstonhughes #asianamericanliteraryreview #poetry #caribbeanpoetry #aalr #canadianpoetry #latinamerica
- Each leaf was a word Langston never said, the trees his unwritten rhymes. — from ‘Langston Hughes in Trinidad — A Closet Drama in Five Scenes’ So honored to have an image from my visual sequence done for ‘Langston Hughes in Trinidad — A Closet Drama in Five Scenes’ adorn the cover of the Asian American Literary Review’s special North/South issue. The issue focuses on new poetry by Canadian, Caribbean and Latin American authors! #PITCHLAKE #visualpoem #langstonhughes #asianamericanliteraryreview #poetry #caribbeanpoetry #aalr #canadianpoetry #latinamerica

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