nastyolives blegh Poet Rhyme

Echoing woes

Petals drenched in poison pearls of emerald envy, 
carefully placed objectives whilst adrift in my tears of realization 

Longing sorrowful souls among lilac lakes, 
buried deep into somber depths of tinkering procrastination  

Starving for ruby righteousness and pristine perfection, and yet still reaching towards a tilt heart searching desperately sunset embers

Distinguishing luminescent authenticity among
 bittersweet endives drifts away with each cooling December

Shall I pursue soft screams for kissed loving 
ethereal roses dazzled with enchanting sensations  

To float away from every twisted hazing hoax with every spoken whirling weapon - coated with fabrications

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Valsa George August 19, 2026 at 8:52 PM We plan many objectives, but they are not realized because of our procrastination. We long for perfection, but not actualized. Beautiful selection of words and lofty diction.

Sally Eslinger December 31, 2024 at 6:13 AM Hi Peonie! I found this a deep introspection, superbly described, of a dimension of your approaching your creative process …with your excellent ability to make the inner side visble to some outer visualizations. Sure gets the thoughts flowing. Hugs!

Hilda Greenhough October 22, 2024 at 11:55 PM I identify with your words. Many have incompleteness. You describe it well. For me, the tinkering procrastination has been holding me back. Thanks for the reminder.

Daniel Henry Rodgers October 4, 2024 at 7:27 AM Dear P! What a wild ride through emotions! I love how you mix nature with feelings - those poison pearls and lilac lakes are well-inked. You've nailed that struggle between perfection and reality. Autumn Blessings, My Dear Friend, Daniel

Mystic Rose Rose October 1, 2024 at 4:07 AM May the only fabrications be that of your heart and soul's imagination, dear Peonie. Love your lore of Grace and Beauty dear, keep it up !

Paige Hind September 27, 2024 at 4:09 PM Beautiful imagery, but sad- deep questions, unanswered

Kim Rodrigues September 26, 2024 at 6:51 PM Petals drenched in poison pearls of emerald envy… ethereal roses dazzled with enchanting sensations…nice imagery!