Tag Archives: poetry

break.

Posted on 2 August 2016 by what sandra thinks

my strength faded nearly gone my will to hang on has run from me I’m losing my balance this branch cannot hold me forever the heaviness of my lonely heart weighs me down in mere moments the violent crack will … Continue reading →

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flight.

Posted on 1 August 2016 by what sandra thinks

No matter where we are – in the same room or an ocean apart – you’re with me. And I’m with you. Always with you. Another inspired by my ‘private’ fiction. Original art by Hajin Bae | Colorization and text … Continue reading →

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asylum.

Posted on 28 July 2016 by what sandra thinks

when the world makes me question my sanity when my mind tries to break me you untie me and release me from my chains © what sandra thinks

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craving. (haiku)

Posted on 27 July 2016 by what sandra thinks

Sometimes late at night I can’t get you off my mind Delicious… so sweet Hate the frustration Can’t satisfy my craving… Alas… no cupcakes [Sorry… now I’m just messing with you.] © what sandra thinks

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pretending: a limerick.

Posted on 26 July 2016 by what sandra thinks

I don’t know the beginning but I know the ending You pull me in close then push me away defending You never surrender your heart Every time it tears us apart Yet I land back in your arms pretending Written … Continue reading →

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found.

Posted on 25 July 2016 by what sandra thinks

I never thought I would find you Maybe you found me I never need to know Which way is real I only need to know That it happened The night we met Those eyes of yours They smiled at me … Continue reading →

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blocked. (haiku)

Posted on 21 July 2016 by what sandra thinks

I’m in agony. How could these germs be so cruel? This cold is torture. My head is pounding. When I sneeze, my eyes water Every cough is pain. I wish I could sleep But I am almost afraid Since I … Continue reading →

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think of you.

Posted on 19 July 2016 by what sandra thinks

When the sun appears I always think of you And when the fog clears I always think of you And when the morning calls I always think of you And when the rain falls I always think of you And … Continue reading →

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