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❝ but this time i will not be lifted from the realms of this catastrophe, this time i will be dipped into the honeyed lox of this saccharine thought; drowning in the depths of the wilted tulips that have not ever to sprout. look at these alstroemerias that blossom from the words that spill from my bleeding heart and plum stained lips; apple juice coating the rim of this glass of champagne in which these sinful creatures drown with their blistered wings. now watch as i am coaxed by the orbs of lavender bruises with hands wrapped around my neck.❞ • my abstract poetry book. lowercase intended.©️ copyright 2020 nazahace - all rights reserved.…

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❝ this tragedy is soaked with tears that dry the ink in my hands. ❞ ━ the poesy I've yearned to release ever since I taught myself to pick up the pen and write. ❝ for if the painting of my words be the garden upon the gate of heaven, glimpse them. behold the splendor of my haven. ❞••"𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒆𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒎𝒚 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒅,𝒎𝒚 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅𝒔 𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒃𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒇𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒅."𝙿𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙴𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎And just as the verse goes, a masterpiece was confessed, except it is timeless and will survive long after their time ends. "𝑺𝒐 𝒖𝒏𝒐𝒓𝒅𝒐𝒅𝒐𝒙𝒍𝒚 𝒆𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒄 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅𝒔,𝒔𝒐𝒂𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒂𝒈𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒄𝒉 𝑰 𝒐𝒃𝒔𝒆𝒔𝒔."𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚋𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚜Poesy Of Eloquence is truly a book over whose pages we can obsess. Filled with emotions, at times raw, at times hurt, at times hurt, at others leaving you longing for love even rebellion in certain places. It captivates both the mind and heart.It is is uniquely eloquent, with vocabulary that some might find overbearing but it is such that it perfectly fits the complex emotions and hearts of humans, it adds an essence of elegance making the words dance similar to how our thoughts do when we read it. "𝑭𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒅𝒊𝒂𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒈𝒆𝒎𝒔,-𝒐𝒓 𝒔𝒐 𝑰 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒐𝒍𝒅"𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚜𝚊𝚢 𝚒𝚝 𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍I do not always find quotable content, words such that I feel captivated.//Review by a reader.…

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❝ why is nurturing sorrow like sprouting a tree, why are we not the humanitarians that we would like to be? ❞━ my book of poesy that drips of the warmth of saturn; the wrath of hades. do not read if you are not prepared to embrace this cryptical gloom.30 rhythmic poems.…