Writing Prompt

He takes you and plucks you straight from the vine Then he makes sure you intertwine Summertime fine innocent and purely divine As he goes and pulls out the center honey drips from your lips The quicker the better still so pretty and sweet yet damaged and frail you fear what others are sure to think so you stay quiet and let it go surely it’s soon to snow...

The sunrise suffused the sky with color, aureate rays finally waking up after a night's rest, the birds singing their aubade. The dreams that once kept her so entertained as she slept were already fading from her memory. The strong arms that once held her, and the blue eyes that once struck her with opia were no more than a fantasy now. Faith, divination, love, she was so much more than the simpl...

Whimsy and serenity, devotion and grace, she is eternally calm and silent. She twirls and curtsies in the breeze, beckoning all into her radiant embrace. She adores love in all its forms, longs for someone to see her fully. Over and over, she reads Greek classics and tragedies, reads poems by Sappho, reads Jane Austen’s pride and prejudice. She reads and reads in the hopes to lose herself in an al...

lily was so beautiful some would even say breath taking ,her long white hair blew in the wind just like a petal of a flower. You’d never really see lily around but she’d magically sprout when it started to rain. Lily was not everyone’s first choice but was very unique the way she’d sing and dance got the crowd coming but she was never actually making a sound....

She can be lovely, Someone you’d want to know, With her soft, heart-shaped face, Her rose-red hair that curls at the ends and her pale skin.

She’s compassionate, Can sympathize for even the worst, She’ll want listen to you, She’ll want to know you.

She’s fervent, passionate, Especially when she’s in love, Though she’s toxic from time to time, I’m confident that she’ll gracefully sweep you from y...

My life is so short I have not been here long But I’m ready to dock at port If only my sails weren’t wrong

I bloom once Once per lifetime And share my golden sunlight Before going into my dark times

I give you a show Hoping you’ll save me But deep inside I know You’ll leave my ship be

I’m stuck forever Knowing I’ll drown I can only hope A better future is found...

Listless and yawning, her gentle frame bows down.

Even in this state, she is beautiful. There is something so soft and delicate about her, so much so, I worry that looking at her too long might harden her in some way.

How can something so beautiful be real?

I feel ashamed briefly, at the murmur of self loathing in my ear. I tell her to quiet down, she has no place here.

Just, oh how I wish...

My name is Lily Purity and beauty Do I feel that way? Well I don’t know Follow the day But don’t go to far. Have fun But don’t ruin the meaning. Unspoken pressure Down, and beating....

I am going on a Adventure of waterfall nature Because I really love to exploring New living days I really love to discover This lavender flower because it is nice and Purple plant I even thought of how pretty and cool things and I even Thought About how much Lavender smells into the Fresh breeze into the sky I Never felt fantastic Start pushing lavender Into the air to me, I like Smell of ...

Her brave and bold yet kind, generous soul. She overcomes the biggest obstacles. Her smile makes her seem loyal. Her elegance makes the world fall silent.

She may seem taller than the others but she is, to me, the most beautiful one in the entire field. I may not know everything that she is, but I hope one day I could be as loving and nurturing as her.

She is pure, kind, graceful, and calm She ...