Mesaye

Joined March 2021

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Bio

From the moment I read my first Edgar Allen Poe story when I was 12 yrs old, I knew what made my heart flutter & what drove my imagination. Writing has been something I’ve loved doing, fell far away from & am now drawn back to it!

Stories (21/0)

What's For Me?...
Today I wanted to hide and cry But only got as far as a sigh Inside I knew it was because of me I hyped my thoughts willing them to be
By Mesaye 2 years ago in Poets
Adieu...
You thought what you did hurt me? Back then? Yeah, but now I'm free I knew I was taking a chance opening up to you for a bit of romance
By Mesaye 2 years ago in Poets
Love At First Sight?
Have you ever saw someone and time stood still? Air didn't exist but you were chilled The heat begins to rise at the base of your neck
By Mesaye 2 years ago in Poets
Mind flow
Refreshing a memory, replenishing a rhyme Searching & expecting for a place that is mine Ready to give it a name, but will it do the same
By Mesaye 2 years ago in Poets
Single or Nah?!
I know I'm confusing the universe with my vivid thoughts of me & my future mate Indulging in one of those exotic dates But when the time is set for intentions, I just stare and stand in such a state
By Mesaye 2 years ago in Poets
A river's cry
Has anyone ever seen a river cry? Waters rushing throughout it's creek As the sun dips behind the trees trying to get a peek
By Mesaye 2 years ago in Poets
True Blue
I can remember it like a dream, sometimes I replay it in my head My very own personal mental stream Remembering walking into your station, trying to be a supportive friend
By Mesaye 2 years ago in Poets
What is 2022 doing for you?
All the money mantra's, manifesting & ushering new love or past love is driving me up the wall I just want to live my life and have a ball
By Mesaye 2 years ago in Poets
Sell A Bit...
I think I was addicted to the journey of the release I was a willing participant to this beast Now I was not spreading myself thin
By Mesaye 2 years ago in Poets
Hoo goes there?!
Emma lazily stretched underneath her comforter, causing her toes to peek out and feel the night air. The gentle breeze tickled her toes. Giggling quietly as the chill that ran up her legs gave her goosebumps, she turned to look at the owl clock given to her by her granny on her 10th birthday. Emma shot up immediately at the thought of her granny smiling while she watched her open her birthday present last year and her lip began to quiver. Granny wouldn't be around for her birthday coming up in a few days and that made Emma very sad.
By Mesaye 2 years ago in Fiction
She deserves...
She deserves rose petals at her feet Wind chimes when she speaks Let me get into the essence of what should be her personal blessings
By Mesaye 3 years ago in Poets
You
If I could draw a line to etch a design To paint a picture, illuminating a fixture An idea or wishful thinking, or maybe a thought
By Mesaye 3 years ago in Poets

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Mesaye

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What's For Me?...

Adieu...

Love At First Sight?

Mind flow

Single or Nah?!

A river's cry

True Blue

What is 2022 doing for you?

Sell A Bit...

Hoo goes there?!

She deserves...

You

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