[Inner 188] Snake snickers

Beg the minuting to stop,
Seeing everything leave
Talking trash
And unserious answers
Meaningless thank yous
Careless bitterness
Knead the logic of my love,

Leaving isn’t an answer
When you care,
Ieaving isn’t an aption
Tap drop, hug miss
Coffee no more enjoying me
Moon leaving my company
Beg the minuting to stop

Tap, drop
Hug, miss
Cue the hiss
Miss.

And guys as you may have noticed i have never this amount of time off. Last Monday i lost my phone and lost everything with it and that is around 200 drafts of Minimallyshe! It’s the thing i’m sad about the most and this piece was supposed to be about that but suddenly it took a different turn πŸ˜… I missed you guys alot and hope this finds you well~ πŸ’•-YienaπŸ’–
Creative Commons Licence
Minimally Me by Yiena is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivatives 4.0 International License.
Based on a work at https://minimallyshe.wordpress.com.

[Inner 187] Veritas peninsulas

what if my brush
Lost her hair
is in huge dispair
Letting the canvas hug deserted downtimes
will have no power to spare
Nor to spar
would you then remember
That pear
He shared
To bat the hunger
that stormed some love away
But his trunk sealed down
Combating the wind, whirlwind
And that whirlpool that pulled
the rest of that young love away
and on the verge of letting go
Gasping at every thrust of the thunder
All the banter and blunder
knocked on the door of his memory lane,
he held her hand again.

Creative Commons Licence
Minimally Me by Yiena is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivatives 4.0 International License.
Based on a work at https://minimallyshe.wordpress.com.

[Inner 186] Blind Willow

Dancing to one rythm
Holding your hand tight
The other resting on your shoulder
Following the glimpses of trust
And glimpses of hope they trying to find
tracing your neck.

On your perfume
I got drunk,
Can’t look at your closed eyes
Prefer lies my fingers touch
Came so far on this cold day
My feet follow the rythm
So, enjoying the dance.

Β Creative Commons Licence
Minimally Me by Yiena is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivatives 4.0 International License.
Based on a work at https://minimallyshe.wordpress.com.

πŸŽ‰[Inner special]πŸŽ‰ 2nd yearly award showπŸŽ‰

High and low, hellooo~
Here we are again for our yearly award show here at MinimallyShe!!
Ladies and gentlemen, this show can’t be any good without our host, Yiiiiiena!
Yes that’s me from the beginning lol she is not appearing today because she didn’t find a talented hair dresser and so she decided not lol
Let’s just remind you of this tradition we started on here last year -just for fun
On the 26th of december 2019, the first award show went up and today at the exact time and date the 2nd edition is here to meet you celebrating 10 best posts of the year based on your likes!

I personally would have loved it if all of the posts got the same love but at least i know what your taste is like now πŸ™ˆ
But first let me introduce you this year’s trophy! Nothing expensive but an uptdated version of last year’s trophy 😢 so~ πŸ™ˆ

Ladies and gentlemen~
Round of aplause to~

10th position: [Inner 164] Urn and earn

9th position: [Inner 180] Dream; date

8th position: [Inner 175] Antsy ant

7th position: [Inner 179] Bawling, Rolling stone

6th position: [Inner 170] Calling, Abracadabra

5th position: [Inner 165] Scoundrel’s guest

4th position: πŸŽ‰[Inner 160]πŸŽ‰ Even Steven

3rd position: [Inner 167] Only for today

And ladies and gentlemen, only the 2 first positions are left!

The 2nd position goes to a piece you guys loved and I myself loved so much, it still gets views even after months! And that’s -drumrolls

Round of applause to πŸŽ‰ [Inner 168] Letter to my husband

The first position is the piece that got the most love although i honestly thought it would be “letter to my husband” to get the 1st position but then this contestant appeared and tables were turned πŸ˜…

Let us bring our trophy as you play your drumrolls πŸ₯ πŸ™ˆ

And the first position and start of the night iiiiiiiis

CONGRATULATIONS: πŸŽ‰[Inner 171] Dream, man

“Dream man” is a piece i wrote after attempting writing something to my future husband so many times –i haven’t yet found him lol- but well it’s based on true feelings πŸ™ˆ

I hope you enjoyed this award show and the celebrated pieces~πŸ™ˆ and i really hope you guys stop by the other pieces and show them some love too lol πŸ™ˆ With love, Yiena~πŸ’•

[Inner 184] Chu, show

The fun found
In stuff around
A missed paradise

To those who rock it
Till it floods
Long dismissed the multitudes
that play coy but toy
Even a nearly dead breath

Blowing bubbles near sunset
Just got that vroom
Let it bloom
Love,

Dears, sorry for not keeping up with your posts, i’m a bit busy and i don’t know how i managed to post this still, mom is sick and so i kindly ask you for your prayers 😭 also we reached 400+ followers in here a few days ago so stay tuned for the [inner special] With love, Yiena πŸŒΈπŸ’•

Β Creative Commons Licence
Minimally Me by Yiena is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivatives 4.0 International License.
Based on a work at https://minimallyshe.wordpress.com.

[Inner 183] Blend the blender

I swallowed the corn
That popped from his lips
Black bitter scorn it tasted
But i tried my best
The beast of the best
And i wonder if truly
Hard work
Really makes the dream work,

Not gonna swing from the chandelier
but gonna hung on to my apostrophe
Trying to escape my catastrophe

Tarzan I but not as hazardous
Turning the page sounds easy
But feels like drowning the ferry
Of a sweet fairy tale
then the story teller is judged, unfair.

Creative Commons Licence
Minimally Me by Yiena is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivatives 4.0 International License.
Based on a work at https://minimallyshe.wordpress.com.

[Inner 182] Lunch time

Midnight,
I take the brim of the mug
By a fervent kiss
Ferociously so i don’t miss
At my reflection, i smile
At memories, I grim
I hug my mug
Blood boiling,
Ideas bowlling,
Furiously i quench.
I walked rainbows
And dark tunnels
Disappeared
Cried bowled and then on my own feet
I decided to heal
Beyond midnight,
Coffee went cold
Thoughts went bolder
And after years, scars flicker
A new, a few
I refuse to kiss you.

Creative Commons Licence
Minimally Me by Yiena is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivatives 4.0 International License.
Based on a work at https://minimallyshe.wordpress.com.

[Inner 180] Dream; date

You look like a dream
But will you scream
If i stab deep
pull your hair
Or punch your eye?
Your kind soul beams
And it shackles my curiosity
Don’t use your lips
Please don’t sing
Don’t even lullaby
You only hypnotise
And i can’t afford being blind

Stars visit me tonight
Making sure i’m fine
But today i dine on sweet sorrows
And bitter tomorows
On a late outing inside my four walls
Tall Autumn fears
Empty head, scorching tears
Tension plights
you looked like a dream.

Creative Commons Licence
Minimally Me by Yiena is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivatives 4.0 International License.
Based on a work at https://minimallyshe.wordpress.com.

Create a website or blog at WordPress.com

Up ↑