.Nature's Apple. {Updated:2.05.2013}
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| SuChanNoir Jazz Hands  Age: 31 Gender: Female Posts: 293 | I’m feared around these parts. And who are you? They call me Distraction. I’m wanted around these parts. And who are you? They call me Escape. I’m envied around these parts. And who are you? They call me Peace. I’m needed around these parts. And who are you? I am Faith. _______________________________________ Thank you for the comment and thank you for reading!!  |
| SuChanNoir Jazz Hands Age: 31 Gender: Female Posts: 293 | Life in a Melody Start off or begin with a slow Crescendo. Rising to the feat of a monstrous Fortondoando. Rushing to the break of Mezzo-Piano Calando to the peace of Al Niente, Perdendo. ______________ For all my music people out there. Enjoy the dynamics. |
| SuChanNoir Jazz Hands Age: 31 Gender: Female Posts: 293 | |
| SuChanNoir Jazz Hands Age: 31 Gender: Female Posts: 293 | |
| SuChanNoir Jazz Hands Age: 31 Gender: Female Posts: 293 | Cultivated by Existence I sleep with one eye open -and my fingers crossed. A chain over my heart, -I’m locked down to the ground. Because life has taught me sorrow, -and I’ve learned to trust no friend. So once I find happiness, -I’ll never lose it again. __________________________ Sorry if the inactivity but here's a random piece from my lovely inner Muse. |
| mar0o0ha Bleeding on the Floor  Age: 29 Gender: Female Posts: 1581 | you're wonderful with words dude...love your works...  |
| SuChanNoir Jazz Hands Age: 31 Gender: Female Posts: 293 | |
| SuChanNoir Jazz Hands Age: 31 Gender: Female Posts: 293 | |
| SuChanNoir Jazz Hands Age: 31 Gender: Female Posts: 293 | |
| SuChanNoir Jazz Hands Age: 31 Gender: Female Posts: 293 | In the Midst of Things... Ever had that pack of gum right next to you Calling your name? Calling Calling Calling Like a wave calls the sand to it's rightful owner Like a mother calls a child to her arms? Ever forgotten what it feels like to love? Forgotten the peaceful torment of it all The passion The heat The spiteful ownership? Remember your words that I've never forgotten? The syllables written The addiction created The memory tormented? The human inside me has never forgotten. Grudging has always been my forte Never moving forward Always staying grounded Never staying longer Than what you've ever allowed me. Ever had that pack of gum Lazing there right next to you Pushing you further Further Further Like the addict leaving it's addiction, I'm dying without your existence. _______________________ Author's Note: As of late, most the stuff I post is just me thinking. If it's hard to read then don't try and read it fast. Never try to read something fast. Esp poetry. If you still don't get it, then use your imagination and let the words play with the wit in your brain.  |
| SuChanNoir Jazz Hands Age: 31 Gender: Female Posts: 293 | My Muse Asked And what is Art but a wonderful display Of lights Of color Of words caressing your feeble brain? What is Art When ordinary people may obtain it? If it can be learned If it can be taught If it is not innate? What is the point of appreciating what can be duplicated of admiring what can be commanded of selling what should be personal of obtaining what ought be inherited? And what is Art Without the power of displaying it Without the critics to destroy it Without the eyes to underestimate it And the hearts to misinterpret it? What is Art? ________________________________ Author's Note: Oh yeah. Try and answer that one.  By the way Thank YOU! for reading. Can't believe this reached 1000 views. Arigatou and please feel free to comment or msg me. I love input on my words. Enjoy your day. |
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| SuChanNoir Jazz Hands Age: 31 Gender: Female Posts: 293 | Orbit of Life Tickle of snow, Brush of rain. Moving forward To leave your pain. Stroke of breath, Touch of rest. Ignore the people To enjoy your death. Wash of faith Wake of hope Perhaps your fate Is in your soul. Tickle of snow, Brush of rain, Moving forward To find your gain. ____________________ <3 #ThankYou for the reads. But please do comment. FeedMe with FeedBack. |
| SuChanNoir Jazz Hands Age: 31 Gender: Female Posts: 293 | Guarded Magic SugarPlumFairy, SugarPlumFairy, I change the keys every morning. Good Night my lovely, SugarPlumFairy. _______________________________ Oh judge me for the short blip. But here's a verse for you: Random Thoughts that Leak, Remind me I'm a Freak. ... Or that I'm a damn good writer at least.  Love and Thanks |
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| SuChanNoir Jazz Hands Age: 31 Gender: Female Posts: 293 | White She's dancing with the clouds, She claims them as her own. She's running in the fields, -Drowning in the snow. ______________________________________________________________ The same verse in black, in case it was difficult to read. White She's dancing with the clouds, She claims them as her own. She's running in the fields, -Drowning in the snow. ________________________________________  Sorry for the inactivity. This chick is growing up with responsibilities sucking the words from her mind and she can no longer write for pleasure of being. Thank you for reading anyway. I will continue posting whenever I can. |
| SuChanNoir Jazz Hands Age: 31 Gender: Female Posts: 293 |
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