Melissa

Melissa

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About Me

Right. So. For those of you who don't know me, i'm 19 years old, and i love to read, write, and sing. Music and books are my life and take up the majority of my time. I've graduated from high school and i'm taking some time off before i go back to college. The majority of ideas that i get for my writing come from dreams or situations in my life that i feel like pouring onto the paper. I don't really know what else to say at this point save for that i now leave you to the mercy of the black hole that is my brain. Enjoy :]

Oh. and please, leave constructive criticism if you choose to comment at all. i have no time or patience for stupidity, to be quite blunt about it. thanks :]


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Posted 15 Years Ago


The Beginning

"Where have I come from, where did you pick me up?" the baby asked its mother.
She answered, half crying, half laughing, and clasping the baby to her breast -
"You were hidden in my heart as its desire, my darling;
you were in the dolls of my childhood's games;
and when with clay I made the image of my god every morning,
I made the unmade you then.
You were enshrined with our household deity, in his worship I worshipped you.
In all my hopes and my loves, in my life, in the life of my mother you have lived.
In the lap of the deathless spirit who rules our home, you have been nursed for ages.
When in girlhood my heart was opening its petals, you hovered as a fragrance about it.
Your tender softness bloomed in my youthful limbs, like a glow in the sky before the sunrise.
Heaven's first darling, twain-born with the morning light, you have floated down the stream of the world's life, and at last you have stranded on my heart.
As I gaze on your face, mystery overwhelms me; you who belong to all have become mine.
For fear of losing you I hold you tight to my breast.
What magic has snared the world's treasure in these slender arms of mine?"

~ A poem by Rabindranath Tagore