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Call me Joyce.. A bibliophile, cinephile, insanely sane, twisted mind, horrifyingly eccentric, an evolutionist, paradox of different worlds, ill-mannered creature, sensitive freak, voracious eater of information, defies gravity, excessive compulsive, unlimited playfulness, intrepid craziness, a viking, annihilates boredom, "curiouser and curiouser", my dystopic world,a constant behavioral seeker, unexpected decisions, instant recovery, occassional numbness, selective amnesia, emotional torture, gullible girl... and These are my random thoughts. These what makes us human. You can read my other works here: http://www.tumblr.com/tumblelog/chimeangel01

Tuesday, August 23, 2011

A Random Poem


She knows that time can never be hers.
And time can never be his.
Distance approach as her tears starts to fall.
She sees the Knight behind her, not towards her.
Oh Knight! She wished of the Fairy Blue’s magic.
“Time be not an enemy, Fairy Blue please send your magic dust.
Send the Knight back to me.
I am falling back into my shadow. When you are lost in
my heart and forever just a dream.”
"If Death is the only answer
then Death I shall call" she said
"If its deathscythte will struck my heart
then forever he is me.. "
The Fairy Blue heard her but it's not her wish
she wants. She wants her to wake up from
the meander she made with the Knight.
She wants to stop the tears and the thoughts
of Death. The Fairy Blue sprinkled the magic
dust..

This poem was written on the 10th of January 2011. This was just suppose to be a connecting ideas with other poets from a social networking site. There is one line from a member then continued by others with their own thoughts. I separated mine and it made sense putting them together. And I don't have a title for it for now. Just sharing it. 

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