Stikkord: blogger
Happy New Year
Thank you so much everyone one, for all your support, love and friendship, I’m beyond grateful❤️
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Let’s start this new year with hope, strenght, care and let’s finished it with love and gratitude…
Don’t forget love dear readers, do small things with much love and live each day that someone will be thankful for who you are❤️
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Lily
My book-poetry-
My book, my first poetry collection in English language are available at Adlibris, Goodreads, Barns & Noble and Amazon.
Please, check my link:
https://linktr.ee/Orkidedatter
Thank you so much
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From the north a butterfly in
winter land under the
Polar star in the elongated
small country
-Norway-
If you listen carefully you can hear
her wing stroke rises from a descending black
star from a nightmare visions
flash down below the abyss…
breaks through the chains from
a cage of
another day healing subconsciously
a picture of pain.
Bleeding memories and a battered
country girl,
but beautiful as the midnight sun…
strong as the Northern Lights
dances on the
black canvas of the sky,
she colors her soul’s
landscape of a ruin to an
architectural masterpiece.
-Orkidedatter-
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Memories
My own art
My happy place
My book
My brand @orkidedatter
Me…
Hell, can taste saintly
Hell can taste saintly…
❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎
I’m not an innocent girl,
to deal with me you have to be brave, you have to deal with your own darkness and the «devil’s back»…
Because this country girl from the frozen Arctic
has a dark secret you only can watch in her sapphire blue eyes if you dare…
-nobody has tried to… yet-
but, my ghostly demons are what drove him wild,
together with
my dangerous mind,
my sinful lips,
my heavy pain and
my sorrowful tongue
and craziness of a soul
and a cold heart from the past.
All my monsters of nightmarish origins from my cage within playing with a razor blade together with your voices in your head.
Feel the passionate pain,
touch my prism tears with your fingertips,
keep my Snow White body naked,
tie the diamond barbed wire around my neck and give me pleasure
like fire in the rabbit hole.
Kiss my mischievous eye spark,
be my Lucifer tonight…
-and as you look deep into her sapphire blue eyes,
you understand what made
you hungry about her
-and you are in trouble..
❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎
The mask of flame
A closed world and betrayed by all.
I`m cold and freezing, no one to hold me.
I lose my mind, accustomed to the concept of
being sad.
They took my body, slayed my joy of life.
Masks of dark shadows in the night, beckon in
the moonlight.
A mind molestad by malicious madness,
tearing me apart.
My deathly demise seems to be my embrace to
a better place.
The wolf`s heart trembles in misunderstood
love.
The wings of the unknown demon strike me on
the cheek,
down my jaws to my spine and pain burned
like a hidden
love in disguise.
The mask of flame hunts me in the darkest
night, a ghost from
my past is back.
My heart is silent.
A beautiful silence in the middle of a black
storm.
A bloody fist, a broken mirror, my shadow is
laughing.
Peripheral view moved along us, made to be
broken.
Bats piercing my mind with toxit tears and
saliva.
I have no chance, everything is fake, cold and a
empty coffin
with human body dust.
My first breathe in this world and I was already
judged.
I am not a soul that is on a dead or alive
poster…
I am invisible and not worthy to breathe.
When the mask of flames ignite again….
RUN….
-Orkidedatter-
Fragile
Picture is me…
(This is an acrostic poem)
~F R A G I L E~
F ear through glistening stars playing hide & seek in the darkness
R oars deep within her soul a thunderous deal of the devil’s rage
A ngels fighting inside her pounding heartbeats with the mystique from the broken dreams
G hostly they whirled around to find peace in a wrecked country girl
I mmersed with purple velvet in a coffin of crystal tears from a fallen warrior
L ying in the shade of her rose thorns of demons
E motions running wild in her veins like dark arrows pierced her mind.
-Orkidedatter-
Black pastel love
Art, my own @orkidedatterI have a trumpet in my black pastel heart
a symphony in my chest
a melody of the colors of the rainbow flows
in my veins as creates a bridge to his soul
I fell in love with an aquarius under the
midnight sun
upon the mountain high
you gave me a summer kiss
your shimmering verses from your trembled
lips in the line with the shades of color of
heaven as an amethyst makes
waves of euphoria flowing over all
the pores of my body.
Your eyes danced solasta bright when
I took my feathers out from my long hair
to play it on your skin.
Your laughter tickled my heart strings and
you whispered to my Angels wings
«we are condemned to act in portrays of the
crystalline from ours cards of future»
My destiny from Cupid`s arrow is
written into my history of black pastel love.
-Orkidedatter-
Life seeds…
(This post in only in English)
(I’m not quite sure if you can read the text well in the picture, so I write it as well)…
As she saw the
shadows moving
slowly, so she felt her heartbeat in
her chest,
the moon’s magic myth spread around her
and she felt cold.
The shadows glanced around her heart,
the moonlight shining
on her face
writhing in pain,
and her soul fighting
for her juctice to
life that was about
to end. Worn she lay
on the ground
and scratched.
Into eternity she
was to win and
the seeds of
life were sown.
-Orkidedatter-
Orkidèdatter 