A Twisted Mind

niimills asked: hey do you remember me?? i didnt know you had one of these haha. Small world haha

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…it is really! You don’ look like one who would have one of these… Lol

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mawuko asked: just followed Ms. Phillips,nice blog

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Thanks.. =D

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1 day ago

Feeling quite emotional today =(

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1 month ago

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Another one of my favorite poems

You would come by PABLO NERUDA

You have not made me suffer,

merely wait.

Those tangled

hours, filled

with serpents,

when

my heart stopped and I stifled,

you would come along,

you would come naked and scratched,

bleeding you would reach my bed,

my bride,

and then

all night we walked

sleeping

you were intact and new,

as if dark wind of dreams

had newly given

fires to your tresses

and n wheat and silver, submerged

your body and left it dazzling.

I did not suffer, my love,

I was only waiting for you.

You had to change heart

and vision

after having touched the deep

sea zone that my breast gave to you.

You had to leave the water

pure as a drop raised

from a night wave.

My bride, you had

to die and be born, I was waiting for you.

I did not suffer looking for you,

I knew that you would come,

a new woman with what i adore

out of the one that i did not adore,

with your eyes, your hands, and your mouth

but with another heart,

who was beside me at dawn

as if she had always been there

to go on with me forever.

<3<3

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1 month ago

This poem is one of my favorites. Different interpretations about the poem have been given…and I love all interpretations given!! <3

The More Loving One by W. H. AUDEN

Looking up at the stars, I know quite well

That, for all they care, I can go to hell,

But on earth indifference is the least

We have to dread form man or beast.

How should we like it were stars to burn

With a passion for us we could not return?

If equal affection cannot be,

Let the more loving one be me.

Admirer as I think I am

Of stars that do not give a damn,

I cannot, now I see them, say

I missed one terribly all day.

Were stars to disappear or die,

I should learn to look at an empty sky

And feel its total darkness sublime,

Though this might take sometime.

What people thought The More Loving One is about is politics, stars itself and a loved one… What do you think??

=))