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#WritcoPoemPrompt
Write a poem that includes at least five from the ten words given: (You can use more words of your choice to complete.)
Wish, desire, heart, star, reflection, smile, existence, behold, serene, warmth.
if I made a wish to a genie, I'd probably ask if my wish could be like a dandelion.
"that way I'd have more an more wishes , and seeds of wishes for the wind to carry to root. settle where God wills it and then grow more for to give back to exactly what a genie does and then I'd wait till fruit."
" if I wish for dandelion wishes, can I give most of them... to you?"
here's the thing. I do not know what jinn do all day. I don't know what they worry for or what keeps them up at night in pain.
sometimes I find myself wondering what keeps them up in exciting anticipation. laying down at 330 am , but all they wanna do is dance!!!
I'd like to witness something like that.
that's the kind of reflection i harness to tend to my humbility. I like to train myself. especially where emotions and reactions are in new. I wanna be like me, take no offense, not like the textbook definition of a societal human norm. unnnnlesss I write the textbook, of course.
anyway. to witness longing fulfilled , or perfect mourning bring life. to reflect on the wiser tamed and tortured "been there before" or "it was my first times."
now that's a mirror that can turn a peice of coal into a diamond quickly with little painful pressure. don't you think?
my heart, rather my soul, wilts at the onlooking of perfect pain if I've nothing to offer. But I won't turn out the lights. how humble to be and to perfect for my heart...the other half of me! maybe I can save them from the confrontation of such seeds to water or shade.
the warmth of a star, I lazily debate. the sun so much different, is white only twinkly . just a light on the way? or does it offer warmth?
to behold the existence of a smile. a goddamn smile will light me up like faery new. how do we deserve the passing bits of personality from our loved? more muscles to frown , though it may be true. to share something with you to fill in my eyes.
to know we are lovd and forgiveness etched in the sketch if time.
I bubblle out loud from the core of my heart.
to feel part of you within me is God's Art .
how to thank you, I've none of ideas to consistency. for a gift from God is to be blessed by Him I'm not worthy.
and. a jinn. so special and to find out this...
they hold all keys of some we do and some don't. the masters of a little this And a dash of unwrote. I do not know how to babble this out of my head
if I met a genie, I'd wish HE my wish.
if I'm not even good enough to flirt with the wind , if I only had one decidedly and with good intend.
I'd wish what they wanted they'd be all able to produce. And not one humble feeling of guilt would intrude. for them to know they deserve their own set of wishes.
pick a dandelion or a lash off my cheek. wish upon a star or a wishing bone and weep.
come all that may, my life is bitter And in ruins. but I still find ways to smile and learn more (which means my innocence is luring)
no matter to me, for as wise as jinn be. I know the world be better if HE WISHED. NOT ME.
Write a poem that includes at least five from the ten words given: (You can use more words of your choice to complete.)
Wish, desire, heart, star, reflection, smile, existence, behold, serene, warmth.
if I made a wish to a genie, I'd probably ask if my wish could be like a dandelion.
"that way I'd have more an more wishes , and seeds of wishes for the wind to carry to root. settle where God wills it and then grow more for to give back to exactly what a genie does and then I'd wait till fruit."
" if I wish for dandelion wishes, can I give most of them... to you?"
here's the thing. I do not know what jinn do all day. I don't know what they worry for or what keeps them up at night in pain.
sometimes I find myself wondering what keeps them up in exciting anticipation. laying down at 330 am , but all they wanna do is dance!!!
I'd like to witness something like that.
that's the kind of reflection i harness to tend to my humbility. I like to train myself. especially where emotions and reactions are in new. I wanna be like me, take no offense, not like the textbook definition of a societal human norm. unnnnlesss I write the textbook, of course.
anyway. to witness longing fulfilled , or perfect mourning bring life. to reflect on the wiser tamed and tortured "been there before" or "it was my first times."
now that's a mirror that can turn a peice of coal into a diamond quickly with little painful pressure. don't you think?
my heart, rather my soul, wilts at the onlooking of perfect pain if I've nothing to offer. But I won't turn out the lights. how humble to be and to perfect for my heart...the other half of me! maybe I can save them from the confrontation of such seeds to water or shade.
the warmth of a star, I lazily debate. the sun so much different, is white only twinkly . just a light on the way? or does it offer warmth?
to behold the existence of a smile. a goddamn smile will light me up like faery new. how do we deserve the passing bits of personality from our loved? more muscles to frown , though it may be true. to share something with you to fill in my eyes.
to know we are lovd and forgiveness etched in the sketch if time.
I bubblle out loud from the core of my heart.
to feel part of you within me is God's Art .
how to thank you, I've none of ideas to consistency. for a gift from God is to be blessed by Him I'm not worthy.
and. a jinn. so special and to find out this...
they hold all keys of some we do and some don't. the masters of a little this And a dash of unwrote. I do not know how to babble this out of my head
if I met a genie, I'd wish HE my wish.
if I'm not even good enough to flirt with the wind , if I only had one decidedly and with good intend.
I'd wish what they wanted they'd be all able to produce. And not one humble feeling of guilt would intrude. for them to know they deserve their own set of wishes.
pick a dandelion or a lash off my cheek. wish upon a star or a wishing bone and weep.
come all that may, my life is bitter And in ruins. but I still find ways to smile and learn more (which means my innocence is luring)
no matter to me, for as wise as jinn be. I know the world be better if HE WISHED. NOT ME.
