TheMeloetry
Welcome to My WoRLd. It's full of simplicity and over-indulgence, but hopefully this inspires some of you to aspire after something you love as well. This is The Meloetry...
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Catharsis
I had an overdue cry
When I realized it wasn’t lies
The feeling of knowing
He did exist
He wasn’t just a figment
I had imagined
Overwhelmed me
Crashed over me
Pulled me out like a riptide
And I just followed the current
Burying deep my pride
Tears overflowing
Streaming like waterfalls
Evaded me, treacherously
Yet the memories were being recalled
It had been so long
Since last I was loved right
That I’d forgotten how I managed
To navigate through darkness
To find light
And there I was crumbling
Like the earth does during a quake
Falling to pieces
Gently mumbling
As my heart wept and began to ache
Pining for a man
I’d been told was
Created especially for me
I longed to be held
I sobbed then I fell
I hugged the earth so desperately
Then I realized I had him once
I was given a chance
Early on in my life
To test the boundaries of a love
Forced entirely by will
To prove I was strong enough
Not to give up without a fight
I realized I wasn’t crazy
He’s not imaginary
He was a gift bestowed upon me one day
And then it crept through me like a fog
Settling over a ghost town
The air damp
And the sky filled with grey
The guilt that burned itself deep
Into my flesh
And left me scarred
Ignited my soul
Setting fire to my shame
He was real
He did exist
It wasn’t a dream or fantasy
And the reminder came close
To almost too late
We loved and lost long ago
As true lovers do
And last night was
My moment of clarity
I gave up amidst the rush
Forgave myself for lack of self-love
Said a prayer and then set him free
- Melissa C. Hamilton
(*Dedicated to R.D.J and our unborn, “Nate”)
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Where are you?
Because I’m here
alone, waiting for you
but all I can feel
is the pain of your absence.
I’ve always hid the truth,
scared to face what it really
means to be without you.
You don’t know how much
I ache for you and I don’t
realize how bad you are for me
until it’s dark and quiet
and there’s no place
to hide my vulnerability.
Where are you?
You’re not here.
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Poetically Profound: Penning Genesis
Where do I end and you begin?
Kindred spirits rekindled again
All I need you to be is genuine
Revered and as sincere as your pen
Melodies and memories
Maladies seem irrelevant
Its the way you sing, the way you think
Its the way each single word leaves your lips
Stripped of the syllables…
…when broken hearts mend.. xo
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Poetically Profound: I Only See You In The Blaze
With rusty hearts we learn
the burn of oil and recoil
from each other. You’re
the gasoline to my fire,
lover. We’ll set this city
alight, watch it flicker,
full of flame, as the night
becomes our name, and heat
our meeting point, for
secret kisses, unashamed.
My body …
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Spring: Truths
I haven’t
been listening,
so here is an
apology to keep
your goodbye clean,
and chin high: I am,
not the expected
healthy minded, sure
footed, or sweet talker
like suggested on
the care label- Been
thrown away, stolen,
hung out to dry by
my own hands,
enough times to count
on the thousand
fingers pointed towards
my feeble chest.Inner appearance
appalling, you are
better off falling
towards another.
(via poeticallyprofound)
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Stay Positive - Inspiring Quotes: The Pros and Cons of Lucid Dreaming
Lucid dreaming is the awareness of us being in a dream. Sometimes, we lucid dream by chance, but we can train ourselves to do this. This article outlines the positives and negatives of learning lucid dreaming.
Pros:
Adventure and Excitement: In lucid…
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SILENCE is OVERRATED
To be ROMANTIC is to be HOPELESS
To be in LOVE is to be a FOOL
To be FAITHFUL is to be NAIVE
To be a LIAR is to deny the TRUTH
To be AFRAID is to be WEAK
To be BRAVE is to be STRONG
To be HATEFUL is to DECEIVE
Through LOVE you blindly HOLD on
To be a DREAMER is to be FREE
To be FOCUSED is to have TOOLS
To be PASSIONATE is to BELIEVE
To be WISE is to SEEK the truth
To be CONFIDENT is to be PROUD
To be REAL is to be UNIQUE
To be HEARD is to be LOUD
You’ve got a VOICE so SPEAK
Don’t wait until it’s too late
You’ll wish you never hesitated
So speak up or forever hold your peace
SILENCE is OVERRATED
- Melissa C. Hamilton
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A Monsoon of Words: view the attachment
I’ve been trying to forget you,
been rubbing your name into
stranger’s lips until they
pronounce it incorrectly
and for a second I believe
you didn’t exist.
I’ve been making my way
to the bottom of bottles
and butts of cigarettes
just to find a new addiction.
to stick myself to,
but this…
