Ruined

Runaway kids~

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Compli’men’t

minneyrichani's avatarminney richani

Can males still compliment females without the female feeling threatened? Can males still compliment females without being perceived as predators? The answer is yes, although this singular response is too elementary for a complicated issue. In a recent situation involving a male complimenting me, a female, complications arose as to whether I considered the situation threatening or not. The situation wasn’t a dramatic one; it was merely an exchange of a few words. However, inner conflict stirred within me as I tried to quickly analyse the words directed at me, ‘hey, nice car.’ My first glance was instinctive, to place a face with the words. And even then, I was already in defence mode. The triggers were two white strangers who were young adult males and whom I presumed to be heterosexual. According to a 2012 survey by the Australian Bureau of Statistics, of all women who had experienced one…

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I dreamt I was an abandoned lover watching her in a white dress that should have been spoiled

minneyrichani's avatarminney richani

The ocean brought her back from a solace she couldn’t commit to for what was best for her was a moment intruded by familiar pain intruded my family gain she loaded her boat with guilt, with fear, with weakness with a broken promise to the person who’s heart she prepared on the rusted anchor a heart she prepared to abandon to the depths of the ocean she returned to outdated ways that would shape her future days there was no love lost she knew where it was and stepping back onto the rocky shore she chose to close that door chose not to have answers chose to deserve less

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I Knew It Was Too Good To Be True #amwriting #fiction

A Supernatural Dream #fiction #writing

Hit and Run

Rupa Rao's avatarRupaRao-Ruminates

Stress Free Life

Hit and run, abandoned by absconding driver

Left to die, she may have been a survivor

Young vibrant woman of age twenty two

Barely lived two decades plus years two

Obscure news blurb read she is from Princeton

Was she lost in thought at late hour of one?

Was she hopeful happy by herself on two feet?

Was she not scared walking to her end in the least?

Was she chasing dreams grooving to her drumbeat?

Did she experience crushes, dating, heartbreaks?

Was her bright light drying others tear tracks?

Was her touch balm to life’s painful cracks?

Did she touch lives with warmth, kindness?

Did she transform lives with mindfulness?

Did she desire to transport caged to freedom?

Did her hope-chest contain dreams of wisdom?

How did cruelty hit and run in cold abandon?

Why was she alone when breath did her shun?

She had family, she had home,

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Hit and Run

Rupa Rao's avatarRupaRao-Ruminates

Stress Free Life

Hit and run, abandoned by absconding driver

Left to die, she may have been a survivor

Young vibrant woman of age twenty two

Barely lived two decades plus years two

Obscure news blurb read she is from Princeton

Was she lost in thought at late hour of one?

Was she hopeful happy by herself on two feet?

Was she not scared walking to her end in the least?

Was she chasing dreams grooving to her drumbeat?

Did she experience crushes, dating, heartbreaks?

Was her bright light drying others tear tracks?

Was her touch balm to life’s painful cracks?

Did she touch lives with warmth, kindness?

Did she transform lives with mindfulness?

Did she desire to transport caged to freedom?

Did her hope-chest contain dreams of wisdom?

How did cruelty hit and run in cold abandon?

Why was she alone when breath did her shun?

She had family, she had home,

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Talk to Someone, Lest t’is too late!!

Rupa Rao's avatarRupaRao-Ruminates

Talk to someone, Lest t’is too late!!!

Cliff, Ledge, Wonder, Dark, Moody, Depressed
Talk to someone , Lest t’is too late!

Whelming walls crushingly closing

World around coldly crumbling

Wordy ad in-face is screaming

For one in pain to be reaching!

But each pore inside is screaming

Every muscle in throat is tearing

Drooping eyes dam is bursting

Searing soul agony is stinging!!

Trying hard to be connecting

But shyness keeps one pulling

Tumbling thoughts keep tongue tied,

Someone ask why breath is petrified?

Sadness cloud’s fog not clarified?

Lifting life’s air is getting rarefied

Soundless spirit slips sans pride

Rejoins realm of cruel self-end ride!!!

Call loved one, message, reach, write

Later are wasted empty words trite

To claim how much for dead one cried

All is over no matter how one died

With compassion NOW is time all tried

To ask are you okay, are you happy?

Are you alone, are you lonely?

Encourage…

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