Faith is seeing light with your heart when all your eyes see is darkness.
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
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@orkidedatter_artist
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I hope everyone is safe and well, take care❤️
Love from Lily
My poetry collection, Beautiful & battered, breaking through the chains
Poem;
The day is short and the night is long in this
country in the north with its snow-capped
mountains and fjords with white veil that lie
still in this dark time, the river flows with its
ice crystals dancing in the waterfall that
hovers with the north wind beyond the dusk
and she lights a candle.
The Northern Lights dances in joy where the
polar bears eyes glimmering infront of the
Christmas star that blinks in this
frozen winter night where the last ray of the
moon’s mystery slowly fades away until
she lights a candle.
A child’s face resting against the window pane
in the hope…..
underneath the Christmas tree
lies everything she wish for, but it is too good to
be true.
Snow crystals fall outside are unique, beautiful
and shines evocative in the cold night.
She light a candle where she dreams an Arctic
dream about the miracle of the infant faith.
The white dove flies silently through the chains
that lift the adventure of hope behind
the jewel of the dark night.
Somewhere with the frost on her cheeks,
a little girl lights a candle for all the stories that
are expressed without words, that are burned
into the scars of the human hearts.
-Orkidedatter-
My first poetry collection in English language is
released on 12.1.2020. (Amazon.com)
Available in my linktree:
Poem:
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-
Art my own @orkidedatter @orkidedatter_artist
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In a big, dark and cold temple she is
hunting for a secret King.
A hypnotic kind of magic in his atmosphere
and his eyes met hers.
She owned him and the air around
them stood still.
A hidden clandestine love of her life.
In love with his metaphorical history
and a desire to solve his intelligence.
Entwined by a spitting cobra she blinded him
with her beauty.
He was tempted and swollowed her soul.
He printed fragmented words into her heart.
She spoke into the flames of the King in a
delightful language.
She is descended from a decoded puzzle.
Petals broken as dust from a shadow lost in a
thought.
A perception uncovered his being unleashed
her heart and soul.
Forest of her mind temptations.
A key to interpret the depth within her sorrow
beneath her alluring silhouette.
A tragic reincarnated broken temptress,
and her tears blew with the silent wind and
scratched into stone…
-Orkidedatter-
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-
Art: my own @orkidedatterIt’s time to sparkle….
She felt the Christmas spirit was buried deep
within her flesh and bones
a moment before dark a blacbird whistling
from the navy blue sky in the snowfall
across the moonstream and shade to shade
she walk like a princes of sorrow in these cold
night
her love is an icy touch on your ruin of a
silhouette shadow
death roams all around her black Christmas
fire deep inside her darkness
a silent night before Christmas
no one can hear her screams in jarring tones
behold a glimmer in the black dreams of
crushed Christmas holiday
ghosts of Christmas past throw back
memories from when she covered her eyes and
ears
she has always scent the smell of hell
she have no heart for joy
a dark girl never smile
no luck are written in the stars of destiny
when the frozen moonbeams chases her
missing pieces through the dark
too often she was afraid of what lurks behind
the wall pretending to be light
a sound of tears a moment after the fear of
the sound of crushed glass behind the shadow
of her soul
watching the night upon the forest
the dead souls taking flight from
a cementery grave when she close her eyes
frozen tears falling down her cheeks
her kiss is like the wind so cold on your lips
she can feel herself falling
now she is crawling by the snowflakes that
glittering like emeralds around her
cadence of her last breath
a silent night before christmas
while the night still hides her withered heart….
-Orkidedatter-
Art: always my own @orkidedatterYour body is like winter wonderland
unique as a snow crystal.
I have a desire to lick all your drops
of candy.
Swallow your nectar to taste you within.
You are my Mr. Christmas,
I’m your grief,
going togheter like fire and ice.
A want to exhale Christmas spirit, but all my
heartstrings plays is a melody of sadness,
I curl up and hide.
Outside the snow silently settled.
You understand the world inside me.
You told me sacred secrets to close a chapter in
my soul.
My noisy mind began to smile.
All the little things created to shapes in colours
lit a fire deep down.
You touched me like Angels wings,
faded away all my fear.
You grab my hair.
Your sensual hands holding my hips,
you pushed me up against the wall.
A Christmas hot mystery of explosive fireworks
that’s wandered right into between my legs.
You are my savior soul I longing for.
I tease your luscious lips
and seduce those to mine,
take you with my tounge
to a distance that make you forget to breath.
We are dancing in the flames.
I’m breathing harder and faster.
We loose controll.
We thouch the sky.
Shooting stars falling behind my rolling eyes.
You inhale that alluring cent of my lotus,
you bring all my petals out.
Sweatbathed skin skim across of lust and every
forward thrust straddling the fine line between
pain and passion.
The moment our heart’s pulses
and two souls screams in mercy…
You are hard as ice.
As a waterfall I flow down your magic part
of lovemaking.
You are slaying my wrong side of my
heart and completes us on a seldom level.
I collapse when you squeeze my mountains
and you make me some milk
sweet and thick…
I moan for both of us when
each little dark wish of mine
comes true the night before Christmas…
-Orkidedatter-
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