Talia Devora
Bio
Poetess, visual artist and lifestyle/quiz writer! My pastimes include reading, sleeping, gaming, music, fitness, etc! Be yourselves, be kind and value life! Let's connect and be friends!
My IG accounts: @tdwrites24 & @tdcreates97
Stories (387/0)
Precious Seeds
Every shrub’s been gardened on each lawn we pass by. Every conifer’s been nourished with love, dedication, sensitivity and generosity. Every sapling deserves to bloom. Seeds come in all sizes, shapes, colours, flavours and scents. Different seeds are planted for different purposes. Whether a seed is deformed or abnormally pigmented, I’ll adore them as much as adoring a thousand roses. I’ll purchase them with caring hands and an open heart. I’ll treasure them with passion and for as long as I wish.
By Talia Devora2 years ago in Poets
HaShem Gave Me Makeup
All these years, I didn’t need to wear crimson red lipstick, onyx black mascara, glittery eyeshadow or blush on my face. HaShem gave me rosy-red lips, inky black eyelashes, pearl white skin and fuchsia cheeks. He spoiled me with thick, luscious, shiny, wavy auburn-brown tresses He calls my crown. He showered me with magnificent and fabulous cobalt blue eyes that sparkle like sapphirine gemstones. My present from HaShem was natural beauty, because He believed that it would be the most important thing for a female to keep. Till this day, He forbids me to reject, conceal, discard and take it for granted. Every single day I rise and shine, He tells me, “My Dear Talia, you are nothing but a naturally beautiful lady. Don’t let anyone steal your natural beauty. Don’t let anyone insult you. They are just envious of this elegant gift I gave you at birth”.
By Talia Devora2 years ago in Poets
People Are Like Dresses
People are like dresses. In a certain aisle I’m in, there will be a row of dresses that are glamourous as royal, sparkly evening gowns. In another aisle, there will be a row of dresses that are cheap as thrift store sundresses and nightgowns. Some people are luxurious and valuable. Some people are trashy and frugal. I can’t like every dress I see. I can’t buy every dress I want. People are like many kinds of dresses I spot in different clothing stores.
By Talia Devora2 years ago in Poets
There Are Plenty Of Butterflies In The Jar
There are plenty of butterflies in the jar. They come in various sizes, colours, shapes and patterns. I'm open to meeting any butterfly that emerges from the jar. I'll let any kind of butterfly stand on the tip of my finger. I may not adore all of them. Some butterflies may not adore me back. I'll be as joyful as a salsa dancer if I have at least one butterfly to follow me around.
By Talia Devora2 years ago in Poets