A Mysterious Girl

Poetry

  
A mysterious girl—
     how she wants to appear;
     sculpting her image
     til the waters are clear.

A pretentious woman—
     how she is being seen;
     trying hard enough
     to conceal her skin. 

Daily Post’s Mad Libs.

P.S. I’m so happy with the words my co-workers gave, hence the title. 

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He and She

Poetry

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She
dreamed
of
him
a
thousand
times.
She
wasn’t
even
sleeping.

He
looked
at
her
a
thousand
times.
He
still
couldn’t
see.

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look and fall

Poetry

If you could see me now
you might fall in love with me.
More.

My hair is tied back
I’m wearing a blue top
Bottled water in hand
Little to no makeup

If you could see me now
you might fall in love with me.
More.

If you could see me now
will you look and fall?

Daily Post’s Earworm.

Girl in the Future

Bitter

The girl is bored. She wants to fly, run away, escape, and be free from all the limitations preventing her to live her life the way she wants to.

A life full of sins and wrongdoings.

She pictures herself stealing some rope down her best friend’s hardware store and tying the man, who sexually assaulted her, naked on a tree with the constrictor knot she just learned doing. That would be the bravest (and stupidest) thing she’s ever done and the most fulfilling revenge she could think of.

A life centered to herself.

She won’t just listen anymore. Gone are the times when she will put her responsibilities first than what she truly wants to do. The guilt building inside her will be forgotten. Her pleasure is more important than the honor she brings to her family.

A life outside this four walled room.

She fancies signing an apartment lease in another country where she can be anything she desires to be. Don’t get her wrong, she loves her room so much as it is the only thing she considers home; but sometimes you have to leave home, and find another one.

The dull sound of the bell that signifies dinner’s ready rang three times, pulling her back to the present. Today’s traveling to the future is a good one, thought the bored seventeen year old girl.

What a life!

Writing 101’s Task: A story in a single image & Recreate a single day.

Drowning

Poetry

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She was not the first
girl to come over me
and then buy us a drink.
But you see, I liked her
right away.

She was a smart woman
with an enchanting beauty
unlike most girls I meet.
You know, we were in love
way, way back.

But then behind her lovely eyes,
a wicked mind and a greedy heart
reside.

I dived deep into her wilderness
trying to bring her soul back to the
surface.

But little did I know she was a great
swimmer and before I realized, I was
drowning.

She was the only person
who treated me like a cat
when I was actually a tiger.
But you see, I will remember
her, forever.

Daily Post’s writing prompt Brilliant Disguise.