They call me Alaurilee

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I've been writing poetry from the age of 12. It has, and always will be my outlet, my voice. Join me on my journey . . . I can write about almost anything. :) ~ Life doesn't come with a shiny new book; no users manual of answers to find with one look. Life comes with doors that open and shut; and paths laid before us to be followed or passed up. There's things we can learn and things we may teach; hearts that may find us and souls we may reach. Guaranteed on this journey are teacups of tears; and pains that might hurt us may age us by years. But the beauty of life, love, laughter and giving; come from serving hugs on a platter each and every day we're living. ~

Monday, October 17, 2011

Perilous Tranquility

Perilous in your tranquility?
How totally absurd!
The two cannot exist as one,
I don't care what you've heard!

One means this and one means that,
and together they mean even less.
Put the two together as one,
and soon you'll define yourself into a mess.

This becomes that, and that becomes this,
and nothing makes any sense anymore.
Anxieties breed and confusions then lead
whats left of your sanity right out that door.

Secure in nothing and numb to it all,
obsessive emotions paralyzing your flow. 
Keep playing tricks with opposites,
and you'll clearly have nowhere to go.


Prompted by a post at Writing Vice Versa 004 -
Using the following 4 words:



  1. Love what you did with the prompt Alaurilee....the last line sums it up perfectly! I also wanted to let you know that I have a little something for you over at my do not have to follow the rules of the award unless you want to...i know everyone is busy these days....i just wanted you to know that you are a valuable and wonderfully creative part of the blogosphere! :-)

  2. Thank you so much Carrie. You are such a kind hearted soul and I truly appreciate you stopping by, encouraging me and commenting. :)

    *squeeeee* I will go look at your blog now. :)\

    xoxo <3


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