Charlene Pablo / 26 / BA(Hons)Currently in the process of publishing a poetry collection. Creator of #my heart bleeds poetry (find my writings under this hashtag). © Charlene Pablo 2017. If you use or repost any of my original material, then please endeavour to source them and reference myself as the original writer. I hope you respect this, as each piece of work have been produced with much care, much thought, and much love. Thank you.
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Scribbled Numbers On A Post-it Note,Smudged Ink Letters Then I Wrote.The Playful Night Went On And On,with
Scribbled numbers on a post-it note, Smudged ink letters then I wrote. The playful night went on and on, with drinks that led to a liason. Then morning came and I looked on at the post-it note on which you’ve drawn, a face smirking on and on.
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She was a dragon that could not fly, but with every desperate breath and with every hopeful sigh she looked at him sitting on the moon and tried again and again, to reach that beautiful starlit sky.
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I fell in love with the way fairies dance enchanted, with the moonlight shining upon their crystal coves, as the swirling tides of their shimmering forms twinkle and glitter, and the way the spindled gold of those translucent wings flutter behind the marbled curves of their backs, softly gliding across a sea of air as a delightful sound echoes in the glowing fare. I fell in love with the fairies in tales of old and new, in carved glyphs and painted seals … I fell in love with the wishes they could grant - I fell in love with the idea of my wishes coming true …
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Look not at the scars upon her neck, or the thundering bird against her breast. Look beyond the marker pens of life against her chiseled skin for between each bone lays therein an ocean of hope that lives within - hope for the rain that comes after the sun’s unending hums.
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