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By Blue Sea Lake by unattainableMuse, literature

Lady Susanna and her Stew by unattainableMuse, literature

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Lady Susanna and her Stew

Lady Susanna and her stew Darling Susie, glorious yet she sits by her gold like thorn, floret fragile as the violet of dawn brings forth she her inners out fawn, roots and spices one. Dew drops of salt grace her fair fore and wretched tears of labour flow, Dear Susie can not sit and let her dinner rest in peace. For, more more mo' and mor' her mirror argues, more or you may not be able to see in me no mo'!! and thus Susie wretches until vine she is for the violets of dawn and oh the poor fawn- from one gutter to another thrown. Done with, not many lights to spare Susie unfolds with haste and puts on a swift face, And back she is from on

I pray by unattainableMuse, literature

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I pray

In the dark corner of the room, where every one is making merry. In the hidden closet of the house, and ridiculous big parties. I hid. Behind the books in a class, and between book-shelves in library. The crook and corner of the coffee shop, among the crowd in a busy mall. I tried to lose myself. Behind a computer screen, and a old picture. Behind the pretty words, relentless hope and useless crush. I wait. Walk to the corner and ask me to dance, read to me about the world and beyond. Hold my hand and walk me out of the mess, turn around and smile. I pray.

unfair by unattainableMuse, literature

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unfair

Four shoulders, stone cold, one box, lined and framed. A mournful knock on lovers door. A smiling bride, or a mother aged a little boy of ten, a girl of six, how do you show them, the shining box. Many moments later, The mother looks dead, the widow in denial. The little ones playing in the background, unaware of the loss. How is it fair? one of them asked, my mamma cries for me every night, how is it fair? other pondered, my wife is no longer my lover it is not fair, yet another conceded, I have yet to see my son.

sweet drunk misery by unattainableMuse, literature

Harimaya by unattainableMuse, literature

Unjust Women by unattainableMuse, literature

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Unjust Women

Dear Women-STOP BEING UNJUST HYPOCRITES. Tradition beholds, for years and years and years all around the world- women have been suppressed, repressed, tortured, humiliated,treated worse than the street dog, used, abused, raped, tortured, murdered…the list goes on. there are still parts of the world, where a woman is still barely a second class citizen. she is a mere object of burden, useless unless she learns to cook and clean and bore a son. However, the wheels are turning. Nature dictates that what goes up must come down. As education and awareness is spreading its wings round and around the globe, more and more people are being awar

Sweet clipped wings by unattainableMuse, literature

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Sweet clipped wings

Sweet Clipped Wings It was a beautiful melody, sweetest imagination the creator had. She had all she would ever want-giggling stream, teasing breeze and the wide open world and she sang with all her heart, never missing a beat. she mended and broke and healed all those who passed, sweet melody she that shared of her life, of the sound she choose and her clipped wings. I passed her once on my way, lost in my own fairy tale and she played her soul for me, it was broken, tattred and torn, she mourned for her clipped wings. I was humbled by the sweetness of her pain, her clipped wings that mended and healed. I walked past her, I was whole a

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By Blue Sea Lake by unattainableMuse, literature

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unfair

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Unjust Women by unattainableMuse, literature

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Unjust Women

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Frosty cheer by unattainableMuse, literature

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Frosty cheer

Frosty cheer. In the shadows frosty, where chills run marrow deep, Breathe frozen in warm lungs and tears form icicles; It is staring out through brown shiny glasses- The holiday cheer. Pretty goldilocks wrapped in new velvety cape of blood red, Shiny big bags weighing the tender hands down; Her smiles as big as the rising sun, Only outshined by the gold adorning her slender marble neck. It sees through its frozen glasses, warm caramel brown- An ancient lady, as cold as the falling snow; Her richness amplified by a nine shining stars resting on her neck, Walks beside her son, a walking stick made of priceless ivory Frozen high cl

Unjust Women by unattainableMuse, literature

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Artist // Hobbyist // Literature

May 4
Canada
Deviant for 12 years
She / Her

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I am crazy, silly, sarcastic, short tempered, very short, full of life, shy, honest, mean...very human like really :)

Favourite Visual Artist

Raghini Upadhyaya

Favourite Movies

at this moment- Earth

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

iron maiden, judas priest, elton john, rolling stones, Asha Bhosle, Narayan Gopal, Kishor Kumar, pantera, Queens, P.Floyd...the list goes on.

Favourite Books

any that I can't put down and think about after years and years! few example would be "seto bagh","the blue mimosa","zahir" etc

Favourite Writers

(and poets too) B.P. Koirala, Paulo Cohelo, Shakespeare, R. Frost, Yeats, Wordsworth, Christina Rossetis, Tagore,

Favourite Games

Super Mario and Delta Force

Tools of the Trade

old mechanical pencil and any spare bit of paper.

Other Interests

I love dancing and learning to draw, listening to music, taking midnight walks, movies, hikes...anything really!!

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unattainableMuse

Jan 4, 2012

answers please!

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I have been up for three nights now, racking my brains, trying to figure out which was the last turn I made and why I don't remember! It is proving so hard.. to figure out what I want, out of school and life  .I kept blaming the situation but damn its tiring lying to myself...and now I am kinda peeking through the reality door, I am terrified! What if I am looking through wrong door? And more importantly is what I want within my reach ....I mean ...how I know if opening the door is the right thing to.do.or not? What if it hurts my friends? Will they understand I can't help what I want.or how I.feel even if it is bit "fucked" up? If I open the

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HermososSuenos

Apr 8, 2014

Thank you for the watch

pleasure is all mine

Heyo thanks for the Watch! but if you don't mind me asking what go you interested in little ol me?

unattainableMuse

Apr 7, 2014

browsing around for inspiration, you have a lot to share

NightLigt

Apr 7, 2014

you write erotica? or just literature in general?

unattainableMuse

Apr 7, 2014

just literature in general but I dabble a bit in what I called cold-erotic poems...no where eloquent or good as most of the literary artists in here though =/

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iram

Jan 5, 2012

hello

thank you for the fave and watch!