THE CREATIVE THREAD
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Hi N Welcome to the Creative Thread!
Post here your short stories, your poetry, your photos you name it. All contributions are welcome!
Charmed!
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Blue Eyes
In a Handsome face
Kissable lips
Im inspired
to compose
Sonnets and tales
To compose
Songs and laughter
All due to kissable lips
And blue blue eyes
Copy right CWB aka Bente Millek 1990ies
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Twice asleep
Twice scary dreams
First not so bad
Second worse
What does it all mean?
I have no idea
Interpretation
Look up
Makes no sense at all
What do one do now
Basically it all
Comes down to this
Do I give up?
Do I move on?
As I look to the path
Give up move on
I see my children promised
Vanish before my eyes
I see a steep ravine
Endless bottom
Dark pit of nothingness
Not even a rebirth pit
No a pit that ends all lives
The end one souls ends at
Once n for all
If only that certain
Man would communicate with me
This is agony
I could do cards but they
State whats inside at
The moment
Inside me is
Doubt
Hopelessness
Being distraught
Wanting to weep
And sink into
Nothingness
Where nothing exists
No feelings of any kind
Except oblivion
All in mind now is
What does those wounds
And scars tell me?
Right eye and down the cheek
Spear arrow shaped
Hanging in a piece of skin
When dangling
Bones show little blood
The second from right
shoulder down past
my boob all the length of
my upper body, bandaged
underneath huge scar
even before I awoke
I felt like my
Heart had been removed
missing
like a favour
to save me from
more heartache
from feeling
but what does that help?
Memories
Feelings
Do not stem from
The heart
Whoever removed my heart
Knows nothing of
Anatomy
The heart is a muscle
Main job to
Pump blood around
Your system, making sure
We get air around
That we breathe
That we live
That we can cope
However
Stories of past
Stories verified
Tells how men and
Women have died
From a broken heart
I have too much
Regard for life
Always had
All through all
My lives
I still do
Heart or no heart
If only I didn’t
Love him so damn much.
For now I can only
Pray and hope
I wont get more
Dreams in which
I am wounded
Or scared.
One can´t loose more
Once the heart is gone right?
Another aspect
How do one make
Ones wishes known
Without sounding
Whiney
Complaining
Looking like
Oh it is soooo¨
Sorry n sad for me?
How do one show
That one ain´t
Accusing
Blaming or being a
Total n complete
Bitch?
Someone
Give me a hint
Give me advice
You the man I love
This is painful
Too painful
No blame
No accusation
No lifted finger
Deal me in
Or tell me
I lost the game
For your heart
Please get in touch
So I can either fight on
Or give up n move on
Copyright bente millek 2012
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Called the man
That i love
More than life itself
Number not in service
Slam bang bam
Right in my face
I felt dumped
Discarded like an
Old rag
Thanks 4 all ya helo
No more any need
Of nor 4 ya.
Bye bye
I felt empty
Lonely
Sad
And full
Astrally
Telepathically
I let him know
What this does to me
I blew up
Called him
An major asshole
He is one too
Just bc you got one
Doesn’t need ya hafta be one
I almost said
At this rate
Don’t b fucking surprised
When u do come around
I aint no longer here
I rested
Awoke
With a need
To b blonde
In past has blonde
Been equal to stupid
N he made me feel
Utterly enormously stupid.
The way the light shone
As I gave myself
A wacker of a headache
On a book cover
Showed once upon a time
What I had been
A blonde woman
All alone with various cats
Domestics, wild cats
Small, huge all kinds
The wise blonde cat woman
Ironic no?
I died
Passed away
Im dead
Discarded , no more
Spectre of what was
Once me
Blonde spectre
A ghostly form
Floating, being
Almost invisible
See through
No substance
An echo of what once was
Question is
Can what haunted me alive
Haunt me as a ghostly spectre?
Copyright Bente Millek 2012
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Wake up call
Non too soon
The man I have loved
For so long
Proved he ain´t worth
Love mine at all
Psychic sister
Myself
Has seen the truth
But what can we do
When he chooses to
Be an major
Chickenshit spineless coward?
I am awake
I get the message
Loud n clear
No sweat
I won´t bother
Anymore at all
Why should i?
Set myself up for another
Kick in the face?
Fuck no
So I cut my losses
Go blondie blond
N i´ll let hair mine
Grow long
Invest in a thinner scissor
So I wont get bogged down
New life
Free life
Awaits
N by it a love
That is worthy
A love
That is right
A love that
Ain´t chickenshit
Nor spineless
Nor a coward.
Now I look forward
To long blonde tresses
New smaller cheaper
Abode
New home
Nee year
New life
New paths
New chances
I am free
I have grown up
At age 40
About fucking time no?
Hell yeah.
Age 40
IS the
NEW
18!!!!
Bente Millek Copyright 2012
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Welcome to whereever you are this is your life you made it this far
welcome youve gotta believe that right here right now
youre exactlety where you are supposed to be
be who you want to
be who you are
everyones a hero everyones a star
Bon JOvi
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Bon Jovi can be my copyright anyday
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I wish i was the fool in the tarot .
A fool has no worries
they do not make plans
they do everything on a whim
oh how i wish this could me
living life with no responsibilty ,
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These days i often long back to a life where the only worry was SURVIVAL!
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if you were the fool you would have no worries at all , you would live in the moment . No excess baggage only a little napsack to carry around .The fool represents new beginings a fresh start , a clean slate , to me 40 is the halway mark not old just older, hey that is another Bon jovi song
I like the bed I'm sleeping in
It's just like me, it's broken in
It's not old - just older
Like a favorite pair of torn blue jeans
This skin I'm in it's alright with me
It's not old - just older
Hugs CWB
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reminds me of a song by Melanie
Better Alone:I understand your point of view letting me go
But I thought you had more faith
Everything I've done for you
You made the mistakes and now you throw this in my face
And I have worked so hard for you all of this time and you cast me aside
I understand your point of view
But I can't seem to get my head around
All the things that I feel good about always seem to disappear
And every time I think I've got this all worked out
Something chews me up and spits me out
But there's nothing left to fear
I'm better alone my dear
You couldn't pick a better time to give me the news
Why don't you kick me when I'm down?
I'd always believed in you
Defended your name but you have not been true
I gave you so much of my life I've compromised and you tell me goodbye
You couldn't pick a better time
And I can't seem to get my head around
All the things that I feel good about always seem to disappear
And every time I think I've got this all worked out
Something chews me up and spits me out
But there's nothing left to fear
I'm better alone my dear
I know I really should thank you for setting me free
It's really amazing the changes I'm starting to feel
It's not gonna be long till I'm fit and strong
Deliverance helped me heal still I wonder if you ever wish you still had me
Will I ever get my head around
All the things that I feel good about that always seem to disappear
When every time I think I've got this all worked out
Something chews me up and spits me out
But there's nothing left to fear
No No No
I can't seem to get my head around
All the things that I feel good about that always seem to disappear
No No
And every time I think I've got this figured out
Something screws me up and drags me down
But there's nothing left to fear
I'm better alone my dear
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hugs CWB i am going to google that song .
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hey what about a having few laughs i will try to post you this you tube video
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What the eff is going on with you tube ?
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it is called makeup with rolanda google it and have a laugh
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Paper Dolls With Hearts of Lace
Tattered and Torn by Love's Disgrace
Which really boasts of Love Not, Lo,
but of Single Minded Earthly Ego
That siezes what it must by self
and leaves to others pain and hell
of anguished love-lost's fire.
Love of Self is Grand Indeed, but only with empathic seed
that puts LOVE first in all our deed
before one step in mire
Love reigns on within our soul
for no man here can take it's toll
for human strength will dare unfold
and yes,
WILL
Love again.
Blessings to you Charmed and Loap
Patch
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wow that is deep Patch great to see you back
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lovely patch. lovely indeed. do u have more? if so post post post
living youtube n all more sites r in update or whatever mode, n most inside is all effed up, goodriddance yikes
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Back in the saddel
Again, fresh air
Venting
Cursing
Created storms
In all the loser cowards
Offices
Files askew
Papers in files all over
Windows flapping banging
A complete utter mess
A mess that will
Take daaaaayyss
In each spot to clean
Up n sort out
Well done
Jon INDEED well done
No more blonde
Done being blonde
N feeling stupid
No more
DONE
D O N E
DONE!!!!!
Yet I still lack replies
Why he lead me on?
And
Why did he lie?
We both know the truth
Him n me
So what is the
Effing game!
I can tell u this much
Not a game I wanna play
Any longer
Nor ever again
Once is far enough
Storm mine
Pick up again
Let it roam wilder
Than the fiercest of
Hurricanes
Thanks
Effnation
It doesn´t soothe
My hurting soul
Nor my haunted mind
What can one do?
Mourn?
Cry?
Curse?
Any suggestions?
Mail me if u have ém.
Bente Millek copy right 2012
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Growing weak
I´m in a phase
All fell apart
Coping as best
As I can yet
Is
Something
Missing
Heard his world is crashing
Went snort
Oughta feel sorry 4 him?
I won´t , I can´t
I need help
I love him still
N I feel like
I am again
Gonna forgive him
N let myself
Trip into
Another trap
Filled with spikes
What the hell
Is going on here
Someone
Hit me
Someone
Slap me
Someone
Tell me this is
One ass bad idea
Gawd
I love him
I love him still
But to use lines
From a show I love
I guess
He is no good 4 me
He just ain´t no good 4 me
No more
Damn this heart of mine
Damn this soul of mine
It goes again
What if?
Why not?
What have u 2 loose?
How about my fucking
Sanity?
How about my fucking integrity?
How about my fucking pride?
If it could happen
If it was possible
I would have ALL n
Everything 2 loose
EVERYTHING!!!!
I don´t know
I really don´t
But I DO know THIS
That small tiny SPECK
Of a gesture
“don´t be mad at me”
Peace offering?
Is not near enough
I want SOLID proof
I want TANGIBLE proof
I WANT a 2 my face
2 my person
In person
PHYSICAL
PROOF
However
I sincerely doubt
That´s EVER gonna happen
So onward I go
As best as I can
Burying this love
That can not b
This love that thrived
For so long
This love that slowly
Kills instead of revives
On this tombstone stands
The love that never grew
The love that never thrived
The love that died in infancy
A love lost 4 all times
R.I.P
Bente Millek copyright 2012