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  1. New characters and more new characters

    So many new characters in my story world

    I haven’t had even time coming up with the names for all of them. As I have gotten new ideas to add already existing stories. And the plot twist that has been bring so many great new layers into the stories. Can’t wait to get add everything on their rightful places on the stories. Seeing it all coming alive more.

    I was so happy that for once having new characters didn’t mean that I need to start new stories. LOL Because that is how it has been for awhile now. But for once I manage to add 3 new bands with all the members plus one wife of a drummer. Without adding any new stories or books. None of that. I was so happy. And honestly just relieved about more than anything.

    But that did last until Saturday evening. Being handed piece of information. That could be used as the inspiration of not only a new story but probably even new book series. I’m not revealing what the piece of information was. Because If I would end up using that I’m not giving that big of a spoiler.

    The thing that find most annoying about it this new possible inspiration for story. Is that I know it can be used as a base for really good story. And something even more darker than the other stories so far. It’s a temptation see what this idea could grow into. Not sure will I take it or not. Kinda need do more research about information to see. Is there actually story I would write down.

    So I’m not still sure will I give in and look how to turn this idea into story. That is my writing update this time.

    With love C.F. Grönroos

    Creator of the Mysteries by Rose

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  2. Just a false paradise

    Anyone can’t say how long there have been rumors now

    That there is trouble in paradise

    Except the paradise

    Ain’t been a paradise

    Even at the beginning of it all

    So it’s not trouble in paradise

    When there was never really paradise

    Just a life that was built on lies

    One playing a role of loving partner

    While lying through their teeth 

    While using lies to sell this false paradise

    Being so in love

    Yet having secret online relationship behind spouse back

    But that’s not actually cheating

    Because nothing really happened

    Just sending nudes for someone else

    Apparently that’s not cheating anymore

     Who knew that is nothing nowadays

    So that was one of the ways the trouble in paradise rumors had started

    And weren’t stopping 

    The we’re so in love post

    Didn’t end the rumors going around either

    It actually makes it worse

    And gets people whispering more it is all fake

    There were no stopping what was coming next

    So the “trouble in paradise”

    It is just life build on lies grumbling down

    Consequences finally catching up

    And this time there were no lies big enough to cover it all up

    False paradise is coming to end

    C.F. Grönroos ©

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  3. Sorry won’t fix it anymore

    I don’t know what you were thinking

    I can’t understand you

    No more…

    How did we end up like this?

    When did everything turned into such mess?

    Why everything needs to be so complicated?

    How we lost our way?

    When your words did turn empty?

    Why can’t you keep your word?

    Why it is now just too hard?

    All I hear from you is sorry

    Sorry this, sorry that, sorry, so sorry, and sorry I didn’t mean it…

    Each sorry you say are like a little Band-Aid

    Over my heart that’s broken again

    Any of them won’t fix it

    Definitely won’t stop the bleeding  

    Just absolutely useless

    That’s not how to fix broken heart

    Too long I have been trying to hold on

    Something that ain’t anymore

    This love has died

    I didn’t want to believe it

    But now I have to

    Face the reality

    Too long I apologizing everything

    While you hold the knife that you stabbed to my back

    And heart

    I was trying to fix the mess

    While you kept stabbing me

    Then offered small Band-Aids for cuts too big and deep

    Now it’s the time to this all end

    Keep your empty words

    I took your knife off my back

    For the last time I let you hurt me

    Limping away with what little self-respect I have left

    Sorry won’t fix this any longer

    C.F. Grönroos ©

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  4. Sleeping with enemy

    How does it feel to sleep in liar’s bed?

    Because that is who with you share your bed

    And even you know it

    While you try to pretended it is not so

    Coming up excuses

    But truth doesn’t care

    It is hard pill to swallow

    That you struggle

    More and more as time go by

    Not wanting to believe

    That the person you share your life with

    Ain’t the one you fell in love

    Another bitter truth to swallow

    It was only a mask

    And not who that person truly is

    The one who pretends to fall asleep next to you

    That imminently turns their phone’s internet on

    When you fall asleep

    And while you sleep

    Person next to you is having secret life online

    That you used to be clueless

    But after last time getting caught

    You can’t say any more

    That you don’t know

    Because you do

    But it is hard to admit yourself

    That you have been sleeping with the enemy

    And not with someone who is actually in love with you

    But sleeping in liar’s bed

    And share your life with a cheater

    C.F. Grönroos ©

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  5. No one can

    You kept saying over and over again

    Who is going to love me like you do?

    That no one will hold me like you

    That only you can know me

    No one can love me and I’m making the worst mistake of my life

    That I can’t ever replace you with someone who is like you

    Those words were ringing back of mind

    But I know something

    That you never realized

    That I don’t ever want to be love

    Like you loved me

    Never again

    And your hold was suffocating

    At the best

    At the worst…I don’t want even think about it

    Not anymore

    Since I’m finally free of it

    Ready to leave it all in the past

    There is no point to even tell you

    That I don’t ever want to be loved

    Like you claimed that you “loved” me

    Because you will never understand it

    So I’m no longer waste my breath

    Or my words on you

    That I can’t ever replace you with someone who is like you

    You said it like threat

    That I was losing something extraordinary

    Not realizing that it was the whole point

    I don’t ever want someone like you

    In my life ever again

    But you can’t see it

    Because you are always the prize

    Such perfect person

    That never makes mistakes

    And everything is always someone else’s fault

    But never yours

    So I say no thank you finding someone like you

    I’m looking for someone who is nothing like you

    The opposite of you

    Since I learned my lesson

    With the love you had to offer

    And I don’t want it ever again

    So your words telling me

    No one can love you like you

    Have no hold on me

    And all I have to say about

    Is thank god

    It’s all over now

    C.F. Grönroos ©

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  6. The snake in paradise

    When people use

    “The snake in the paradise”

    It always pictured to be someone else

    Coming into the paradise

    And ruin the love between the two lovers

    But not this time

    Since she was the snake in the paradise

    All along

    All by herself

    No snake did come into “the paradise”

    She is the toxic viper

    The snake that slithered

    Her way into paradise

    Wearing disguise

    Playing to something she never was

    Pretend to be everything he wanted

    Being his perfect dream girl

    While it all was just a lie

    The paradise they had together

    Was false from the beginning

    She was the snake

    Like always the snake would be the ruin

    Of the paradise

    It’s the way story has always gone

    It is the way it still goes to this day

    And now that it all had started to crumble down

    With the irony is not lost

    Because it’s all falling apart

    By her own choices and actions

    So now of course she is playing the victim of it

    C.F. Grönroos ©

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  7. Not a surprise call  

    Not gonna lie

    I was expecting this call

    It was no surprise

    Took longer than I thought

    Now it is here

    But writing had been on wall

    Such a long time

    But apparently one was looking

    Or ready to admit

    It was all written on the wall

    But I knew

    Because I could see it 

    But that doesn’t mean that I wanted this happen

    I just knew it would

    So no surprise

    Just oh it’s official now

    Truthfully I was expecting it hurt

    But now that the moment is here

    It barely feels anything at all

    I thought it would damn near kill me

    But it felt almost nothing

    Even though it had been so long

    Something that I would have rather died than ever let go

    Instead the day I was supposed to let it go

    I only discovered apparently I had let go a long time go

    That was only surprising thing

    I wasn’t expecting to happen

    And how fast I did go okay it’s over

    To, alright I will start from zero rebuilding something brand new

    With no hesitations nor doubts   

    So the call wasn’t surprise

    Nor was the news in it

    Apparently I was just waiting it will be officially over

    To start again

    Rebuild everything from zero

    And this time it’s all mine

    C.F. Grönroos ©

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  8. Indigo nights

    Just one glimpse

    On those angel blue eyes

    And I can’t stop my dreams

    Making me dream of indigo nights

    Where it’s just us two

    And no one else

    Such perfect little heaven

    Never-ending summer nights 

    With stars above sea

    Beach that has no one else

    That perfect warm summer wind

    Gentle waves in warm seawater 

    I want to get lost in these indigo nights

    In real life

    Not only in my dreams

    I want the real indigo nights

    Because these dreams ain’t anymore enough

    I looked little bit too long into his eyes

    And now I’m falling

    For real

    And not only in my dreams

    To someone maybe I not ought to be falling for

    At least according to my best friend

    Because she hates him

    But I don’t care

    Because I just can’t forget those angel eyes

    Nor the indigo nights he makes me dream about

    I want those indigo nights come true

    And I don’t care is it wrong or right

    All I know that I can’t stop dreaming about this love

    C.F. Grönroos ©

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  9. Phantom fear of tragedy

    Are you going to let phantom fear of tragedy steal your happiness again?

    Leave before anything even starts

    Because of fear of broken heart

    Is bigger than risk finding happiness and long lasting love

    So here it comes

    Phantom living in your mind

    Whispering your ear

    The one that never leaves you

    You hear I love you

    While phantom fear of tragedy whispers immediately liar

    Telling you it’s all lies and don’t believe that

    And you yet again listen to phantom

    Than believe someone could love you

    Not letting anyone even prove the voice of your phantom wrong

    You won’t give them chance

    So you don’t get hurt

    Yet when things end

    Because they always do

    You get hurt anyway

    But that is just proof of that the voice is right

    You let fear of past hurt

    Sabotage anything good now and in future to happen

    Because it’s easier believe this won’t workout either

    Than take a chance with something

    Put your heart on the line

    And not paint down hundred ways everything could go wrong

    You have lived all the worse things that could even happen

    Before it even starts

    So are you going to let phantom fear of tragedy steal you chance of happiness again?

    Or are you ready stop fearing of tragedy that has not even happened

    That might never even happen

    All because you let your fear control your life

    So which one you choose

    Risk of broken heart while finding long lasting wonderful love

    Or phantom fear of tragedy that might never even comes true

    C.F. Grönroos ©

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  10. Secret wish unbreakable heaven

    The secret wish of heart

    That had loved, lost, broken apart and shattered into million tiny pieces

    Yet somehow healed and fixed itself back together again

    Still believing in love

    Even after all that

    Giving up

    Apparently had no place in there

    The belief of love

    Was just greater than anything else

    That in the end love would conquer all

    Dreaming of unbreakable heaven

    For two loving hearts

    Just kept being the biggest dream

    In heart that refused to stop dreaming about love

    No matter what

    The dream of love

    Would keep coming back

    Even after the worst breaks and hurts

    It would still find away

    Come back

    Secret wish that wasn’t spoken out loud

    But still filled the heart

    And remained

    No matter how much everything had hurt in the past

     Hope for love coming in the future stayed

    Secret wish of heart coming true

    Unbreakable heaven belonging to two loving hearts in love 

    Was waiting just around a corner  

     Heart refusing to let go of that secret wish

    So who am I stop my heart?

    Okay you won love here I come

    C.F. Grönroos ©

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  11. Pretty image of a rose garden

    He thought he wanted a rose

    So he painted a pretty picture on his mind

    Imagined what having a rose would be like

    But he didn’t wanted the thorns

    Yet every rose comes with thorns

    And that did not fit in his image in his mind

    So what he wanted

    Was actually only the pretty image of a rose garden

    Picture perfect

    Beautiful to look at

    He wanted the image and not the actual thing 

    That would have taken effort and needed taking care of

    Something he would have needed to work on

    Because it takes work to grow the beautiful rose garden

    And maintaining it afterwards

    He didn’t want that

    He wanted beautiful place

    He can go whenever he wants

    That will there and looks pretty for him

    But he doesn’t do anything but show up

    When and if he feels like it

    But he doesn’t need to do anything

    It will be there waiting him

    And he thought he could have it all

    With zero effort

    Only to discover dead rose garden next time he visited

    The prize rose was dead as well

    All the plants had died from lack of care

    There he was standing not understanding what had happened

    Because picture in his mind had needed nothing to flourish

    So why would the real thing need anything from him?

    C.F. Grönroos ©

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  12. Inspired by new worldbuilding ideas

    I got so many new exciting worldbuilding ideas last night

    Not only on one story or series but throughout the years of entire timeline for Falling Stars Universe. To add here and there brand new settings. And even given me way to in the future add connection into one of my unfinished story ideas. With a place that will be originally belong into that unfinished story world. But will be rediscovered in Falling Stars Universe later parts. Something a place that has been lost, forgotten and might be even been hidden. I absolutely love this idea. It is so exciting and yes there is more worldbuilding I need to do with it.

    I got more ideas than what I wrote down last night

    But I also end up doing research for other things I will need with my story universe. That is why I didn’t write all the new ideas down. Also I need to come up names for new characters. Yes more new characters.

    Also more new nightclubs and bars to add in the Capital City. One that I’m really excited to bring alive. It will be interesting to draw the blueprint for it. The transformation from the space it originally was to the brand new nightclub. I might have too many ideas for it. So I need to write down list of the ideas and then pick the best ones that goes together.

    And I need to come up few bars and nightclubs that won’t be long lasting. Because no matter what decade the industry is never secure. I already have couple locations picked for these. Which will also explain who couple of them will fail. Some have owners who more ego than business sense. Like I said I will have new characters.

    With love C.F. Grönroos

    Creator of the Mysteries by Rose

    #CFGrönroos #creatingStoryWorld #Fiction #MysteriesByRose #worldbuilding #writing #WritingUpdate
  13. The bitter clouds  

    In my heart

    There were some dreams

    Kept in there as a secret

    Hidden from the world

    And safe

    But I made mistake sharing those dreams

    Because there were bitter clouds in the sky

    That I did not see

    Before it was too late

    And they were pouring down rain on my dreams

    To drown out my dreams

    Before I had even chance to go after the dreams

    Those dreams were left to drown

    Into bitter rain

    Left to die

    Into bitterness of their jealousy

    Surrounded by cruel words

    Telling me how my dreams will never be real

    And I’m not gonna lie

    There were years that I let the bitter rain win

    Leaving those dreams be drown and die  

    Yes I abandoned my own dreams

    Because of the bitter clouds

    I regret it now

    But I was younger and naïve

    Back then

    And with everything else going on in my life at the time

    I no longer had the strength

    For fight for my dreams

    So left them behind

    But in my heart

    Something did remain

    That never fully let go and stopped

    So one day I did go back

    And picked up my ruined dreams

    Looked what was left of them

    That was the day I rebuild my dreams 

    From the ones bitter clouds had destroyed

    They weren’t precisely the same dreams

    But I wasn’t anymore same either

    So I choose to rebuild new dreams

    From my old ones

    And this time when the bitter clouds will come

    I will be ready

    And the bitter rain won’t stop me

    I let it wash over me

    But it won’t leave my dreams drowning

    Because I won’t let it destroy anything ever again

    I have learned my lesson

    Only I need to believe in my dreams

    No one else

    Here I am chasing my dreams

    Giving my all making these dream come true

    And leaving the bitter clouds behind me

    C.F. Grönroos ©

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  14. She knows you all too well

    She knows you all too well

    To know when you lie

    Yet here she is 

    Not saying word about it

    Just pretending 

    Buying your lies

    Again

    Just like so many times before

    She knows why you lie

    And what those lies are covering up

    Well were meant to be covering

    Because she knows the truth

    That she known almost moment it had started

    She knew when she wasn’t your one and only

    How there were someone else now

    Getting the best version of you

    The easygoing and charming

    Always so thoughtful

    Great gift giver

    She knew that version of you all too well  

    After all it was the same one who made her falling in love with you

    But all these years later

    She had learned to know the true version of you

    Unfortunately all too well

    She knew now what lies underneath your charming smile

     And the mask you wear

    Also had learned which words would always be lies

    That you mouth never stops saying

    But as you leave

    Go another work trip

    She isn’t gonna sit around home waiting your you

    Not this time

    She is packing her bags

    Leaving to start new life

    Without you and your endless lies

    When you come back home she is long gone

    Because she knows you all too well

    Knowing you will never chance

    She forgave you the first time

    But this time she won’t

    She is done wasting her life with liar

    She is leaving this all behind 

    Oh and she took the new job you said she shouldn’t

    Because she couldn’t handle traveling like that not like you did

    The job where she would be making more money than you

    Curious how next evening after she told you about the job

    You did came home smelling strange perfume

    A scent she never used because it gave her headache

    But your new coworker had worn last year company Christmas party

    She had said yes to the job next day

    Knowing that you would come home telling her

    You had another business trip

    She knew it meant actually just hotel by airport

     Just like last time

    But this time she chooses herself

    Because she knows you all too well

    Knowing you’re not worth even the tears

    Instead she starts packing everything that means something to her

    Taking with her as she has actual airplane to get on that airport

    C.F. Grönroos ©

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  15. Lost in translation

    I guess the truth got lost in translation

     But your lies still remain

    They never seem to go away

    Or end

    I can’t tell when they had started

    But I remember the day

    I noticed them the first time

    And I should have ended it all that day

    But it had been just one little lie

    Or so I had thought

    At the time

    Not knowing it was just tip of the iceberg

    Or was it flood gates opening

    Not sure which

    All I know is after that day

    It didn’t stop

    It just got worse

    And worse

    With more lies

    Sometimes even with so fucking meaningless things

    That shouldn’t be worthy of lying about even

    Yet there were you

    Lying about everything

    All of the time

    While I was the one always telling the truth

    And you were the liar lying all day long

    Along the way love I had felt for you started to fade away

    Now it is gone

    C.F. Grönroos ©

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  16. Burned one too many times

    The twin flame was fine

    Until it burned a loving heart too many time

    Leaving scars

    That doesn’t want to heal

    Still after all this time

    My heart still wears the scars

    From the flames of love we shared

    That was meant to last forever

    It started like a beautiful love story

    With everything we both have always dreamed about

    And even more

    If that could be even possible

    It was meant to be forever

    Start of something great

    But we didn’t know clock was ticking down the whole time

    Counting down moment the flames would come something else

    Flames of the twin flame

    Turned into destructive instead

    Of passion it had been at the start

    And what had been build was burned down

    But your love burned me one too many times

    And then came the day

    I just couldn’t take it any longer

    I had to let go

    Let go of the love I thought would last life time

    Would be over for final time

    And I have to learn how unlove you

    It hurts but your love hurts way more

    If we had known from the start

    That this how it all ended

    Would we have still started it or just walked away from this love?

     Honestly I don’t know

    Because there are still those certain moments and memories

    I just can’t ever let go

    No matter how much you hurt me

    There is version of you I will always love

    Even though you are no longer the one I fell in love with…

    C.F. Grönroos ©

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  17.  No longer sacred

    It was meant to be sacred

    Love shared by the two saying the wedding vows

    It is stained now

    With lies and betrayal

    Or maybe it had been stained all along

    It just took until that spring

    For her actually break last of those vows

    They had said each other at lovers’ day

    The day that was meant celebrate their love

    Be the start of their forever together

    Yet apparently it wasn’t lasting

    Since her eyes had started to wandering elsewhere   

    But it could not even been blamed on the seven-year itch

    Since the forever had not lasted even seven years

    When wandering eyes

    Had turned into disappearing messages

    Love they had

    She was giving to someone else

    Living on a house top of the hill

     Her car is still ending up at that neighborhood month after month

    Those vows are no longer sacred

    And love have been stained

    With her lies and betrayals

    Again and again

    It’s a sham of a marriage this point

    Who knows maybe it was like that always

    The sacred vows of love broken

    Love stained and fading away

    C.F. Grönroos ©

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  18. Underneath

    It has been said mirror shows the truth

    Truth what lies underneath

    No matter how much one tries to hide?

    It can’t ever truly hidden

    It will come out one day

    The good and the bad

    There is no hiding

    Everything that you are underneath 

    I’m scared of what lies beneath this skin

    What my soul is really looking like

    The darkness underneath

    That I know it is there

    I can feel that darkness

    Just there so close

    Ready to come out

    One day it will break free

    Sometimes I’m so scared

    What I might find in this heart of mine

    That it will be black instead of red

    And how love will be just illusion 

    How look too deep inside me

    I will just end descent into darkness

    That my soul will be just endless dark abyss

    There is no life down there

    I was trying to ran away from it

    But when it is inside what trying to run away

    There is no running away from it

    It follows everywhere

    Until one night I had enough

    And looked to the mirror and underneath

    That was when I found who I truly am

    And fall in love darkness

    Understand why I was meant to born in the endless night

    Why stars need darkness to shine

    How light is good was always just a lie

    Darkness was old friend welcoming me back to home

    C.F. Grönroos ©

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  19. Behind the poem: Poems from the Grave is back

    It is October and time bring back my Poems from the Grave collection

    I don’t know how many poems will be add to it this month. At least couple poems is my plan right now. But I’m bringing it back to only for month of October. It is a little special thing I like to do at Octobers. Last year unfortunately only had time for adding one poem to the collection at Halloween. So this year I try to do better.

    I started this special dark poetry collection 2024. It started with one poem I wasn’t sure about thinking it might be too dark to post. But two of my friends loved it and told me to post it. That is how this small poetry collection did start. And the collection name was inspired by another poem from this collection.

    First one this year poems will be released tomorrow. And it is actually few years old poem. Originally meant to my Journey of Rose blog on Substack. Which I’m still taking a break from because I focused this blog instead. But couple days ago I went to see were there any finished poems that I haven’t shared. I did find couple poems. Including this one. And did think it is really good fit this poetry collection.

    There is one poem I started writing last month that could go two ways and one really dark and perfect fit for this poetry collection. I haven’t finished it yet. And kinda want to write both versions. With poems starting the same but end completely differently. And then label the poems as version 1 and Poems from the Grave version. That is what I have been thinking to do with this poem.

    Happy October to everyone! It’s one of my favorite months of the year filled with all things spooky and halloween. That is why I created this little poetry collection to enjoy spooky season even more.

    With love C.F. Grönroos

    Creator of the Mysteries by Rose

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  20. Little writing update

    The new ideas just keeps coming

    Last two days I have gotten couple really great ideas for the first book series of Falling Stars Universe. The first one seemed at first harder. thing to fit already existing plot. But it end up actually being really easy to fit in. I will give little spoiler what is the center of this new idea. Because of this idea. I need now write song lyrics for surprise EP. It is all part of having story revolving around rock music scene and industry.

    I really did think that I would not need to write more song lyrics for this Artist on the story universe. Especially since I hate this character. But this EP idea was way too good to pass. And even more with the lyric ideas I’m already having. This new surprise EP is turning out even better than I thought.

    The second idea

    Which I loved the idea immediately. No spoiler with this one. But it was another perfect moment for the story. Really showing this one specific character and what’s going on her head. At the time. I was so sure that I can fit this new thing happen at very specific date in the story.

    Only to find out. It will not work at all. That was so devastating to find out. Because I already had build the mental image how everything would play out. Look it at like movie playing. And was so happy with everything it was about to bring into the story. But to find out that it did not fit at all with the only part of the story it could be put on.

    So I was left not knowing what I would do with this idea. Which lead me to take break from it all. And start doing different things. Until I went back and look could there be free spot in my plot that I could create specific thing that needs to happen for this idea to work. And I did find empty spot. Which makes this idea work perfectly. Finally. It took hours. But I end up with having the second idea in plot.

    Sometimes it takes time figure out how to add new ideas. And not giving up idea that seem perfect. Just because it doesn’t fit right away.

    With love C.F. Grönroos

    Creator of the Mysteries by Rose

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  21. Not end of the world

    I know that news should had shattered me

    Break me into pieces

    And kill me

    Ripping my breaking heart out of my chest

    It should have done all that

    No, I won’t let this to be an end of the world

    Not even just for tonight

     I will not allow this to break me

    I won’t fall down and break apart

    Not this time

    I know what ended

    And is lost forever

    That won’t ever again be the same

    It’s sold into pieces

    Disappearing different corners of the world

    But I won’t let this ending

    End me also

    It doesn’t mean that I would love it any less

      It is still the only thing I love most in the whole world

    But my hands are tied and I can’t stop this tragedy

    I know what I’m losing

    And it will be gone

    There is no bringing back

    Which is now to be destroy

    This is the end

    Still I won’t allow it to be end of the world

    Nor my end

    The tears in my eyes burn

    And there is dagger blade in my heart

    But it can’t kill me

    Because there is spark of fire

    In this heart of mine

    And it is already growing

    Whispering that yes it is a ending

    But every ending is a new beginning

    And I’m not allowing this to be the final ending

    Yes this chapter is over now

    But same time it feels like

    Someone is putting the pen on my hand

    And tells me write the next chapter

    Start it again

    Rebuild from the ruins and ashes of the old

    You can start the new legacy

    It’s not over not for you

    The voice feels like saying to me

    That I can build something brand new

    Maybe even make full circle with it

    Bringing it back on the continent which it started

    This ending feels like a beginning

    That has been given just to me

    To write the next new part

    So no even for tonight

    This is not gonna be end of the world

    This is beginning of the new

    First day of the next part

    That I will be building

    With all that love

    That won’t ever disappear

    So I will take the pen and accept this is my time

    And my destiny

    I will start the next one

    That will continue the legacy of those generations who came before me

    This is not the end

    It is just the new beginning

    Something that I will build from never dying love

    C.F. Grönroos ©

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  22. Do it to me

    I don’t know why this is coming as such big surprise?

    Since you could do it to me

    I can do it to you

    You really did not think

    That I could be doing something like this

    Oh honey

    You really did forget

    My motto in life

    I can always hurt you more

    A lot more

    You wanted to play stupid games

    Here is what you won

    Thought you could stab me on my back

    And not need to pay a price for it

    Get away and play innocent

    Oh it won’t work like that

    Also you made mistake leaving the knife on my back

    Thank you handing me the weapon

    Now I can use it

    Butcher everything you truly care about

    You went for hurt

    But I’m going for the kill

    And when I’m done with you

    You will beg that I would have killed you for real

    Instead everything I had done to

    So keep your lies

    I don’t need them

    I destroy you with the truth

    You forget I know where all your dirty secrets are buried

     Time to get them out

    You started it with doing it to me

    Now it is my turn

    The knife you left on my back

     Will be the same one I cut your throat with

    I’m just returning it back to you honey

    C.F. Grönroos ©

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  23. Leave me there

    Just leave me there

    In the dreams

    Into the little secret heaven

    So sweet and perfect

    The little world

    I can borrow

    But never keep

    Only have it for one dream at the time

    Even though it’s just a dream

    I can’t let go of the memory

    Of the dream

    Or him

    So dream take me back there

    In his arms

    Where I belong

    Into world of two

    Leaving me wanting to scream

    Baby stay with me

    I don’t want to wake from this dream

    Unless he is here with me

    Leave me wishing

    That he and I could write this love story

    For real

    And not only in dream world

    Because the dreams

    Are no more enough

    I want this love

    To come real and not just something from the dreams

    C.F. Grönroos ©

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  24. What had started won’t last

    The love that should have been start of something beautiful

    It was never meant feel

    And definitely not to be 

    So difficult

    Yet here we were

    Standing middle of something

    That was meant to be beautiful

    Watching it falling into pieces

    No matter what we tried

    It just keeps falling apart

    No matter how much each wants this work

    Even wishing for miracle

    Won’t fix it

    Because there is no miracle big enough

    Fix what’s been broken

    Or perhaps we were never meant to be

    More than just painful lesson

    To be learned

    That sometimes

    Love just ain’t enough

    No matter how much we would have love

    Towards each other

    It was just not enough

    To make this work

    Nor this love last

    We were meant to fall apart?

    Or just have one beautiful chapter in life?

    And then say goodbye

    All I know what had started didn’t last

    It’s breaking down

    C.F. Grönroos ©

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  25. It was never yours to question

    It was never yours to question

    It was my dream

    My vision

    My idea to create

    Not something that I needed your permission for  

    Who do you think you are?

    That you have any right

    To say should I be allowed to do it

    It’s not yours

    It’s mine

    So stand there and watch

    I’m not letting you

    And your lack of vision

    To stop me

    Go after mine

    Making it come true

    If no other reason than pure spite

    Just to show you

    I can and will

    And your words can’t stop me

    You thinking that you can tell me

    What I should or shouldn’t be doing  

    I have bad news for you

    You can’t

    I’m not here asking permission

    I’m telling you what I’m doing

    Not asking you

    Am I allowed to do?

    No I’m telling you

    This is what I’m doing

    Just because you can’t see

    Or understand my vision

    That’s not my problem  

    Because I can see it and doing it

    Just like I did vision it

    It was never yours to question

    But go ahead

    Because end of the day

    That changes nothing

    Because I’m still here going after it

    And you still haven’t created anything

    Just some hollow meaningless words

    So waste your breath

    But I won’t waste my precious time

    Trying to make you see what you can’t

    Instead I will use my time

    Into what I want to create

    Because I can see the vision so clear

    And know what I need to do

    Making it real

    C.F. Grönroos ©             

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  26. What loving little less leads to

    I let you hold me for the last time

    I never thought there would be a day

    When I would be talking voice of someone else

    Because I had lost mine

    Somewhere along the way

    I tried to forgive but it ain’t enough

    Instead I just love you little less

    And less as the time goes by

    The truth hurts

    But there is no escape from it

    But my heart don’t want to feel this love anymore

    And I’m just so tired

    Always running through the fire

    And dealing whatever chaos you cause next

    Try to fix the things you keep breaking

    Only to lie awake at death of night

    While you sleep

    See life go by

    But I’m no longer feel alive

    Dying little by little every night

    I no longer want go through all these little deaths

    See all my dreams being killed

    Your false promises that leave me empty and hurt

    You keep asking for forgiveness

    I just don’t have anything left to give

    So I have to leave

    I can no longer stay

    I’m scared what I’ll find

    But it needs to be better

    Than what life is now

    There is no coming back from what you did

    This only end of us

    It ain’t end of me

    No more running through fire

    For what you call love

    I don’t want live like this anymore

    So let’s just say goodbye

    When we don’t hate each other

    Before even the good memories are ruined too

    And there is nothing but hate and bitterness to remain

    Holding on what used to be

    Won’t bring it back

    I can see it now

    It’s just costing me losing myself piece by piece

    And I can no longer afford the price

    C.F. Grönroos ©             

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  27. Lonely boy

    He is standing in the shadows

    Blond hair covering his sad blue eyes

    Which he hides behind the overgrown haircut

    So anyone can’t look too deeply into them

    And see the true depth of sadness

    Or the loneliness he feels

    Even when it’s the time

    Step from shadows into spotlights 

    And to be on the stage again

    Different city or country

    He no longer know where he is

    It all started to look the same anyway

    Another sold out show

    Yet how can anyone be so lonely? 

    As he is

    There he is standing front of sea of people

    Still he is so lonely

    The loneliness is gnawing a hole in his heart

    Making it bigger again  

    And there ain’t seem to be cure for it

    The loneliness ain’t leaving him alone

    It remains

    No matter what he is trying to use

    To make it go away

    Everything he tries

    Works just for a moment

    But the loneliness always comes back

    Somehow even worse than before

    And the hole in his heart just gets bigger

    As time goes by

    There are just few

    Fleeing moments

    Where he can escape from the loneliness

    Under those spotlights

     He can steal moment where he is actually feeling

    Something else than loneliness and emptiness

    That have been followed him so long

    He can’t even remember how long it had been

    But there he is on a stage front sea of people

    Still he is just a lonely boy

    Drowning in his own thoughts

    No matter how loud they all scream his name

    Part of it can’t ever fill the void in his heart

    C.F. Grönroos ©             

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  28. Behind the poem: Lonely boy

    I finished writing my newest poem

    And wanted to share the inspiration behind this poem. Before sharing the poem on my blog. It is one of those poems that I first struggle really hard to find any type of inspiration. To start writing a poem. Any words I type out trying to write poem. Just won’t lead to anything. But then got inspiration when I let my mind start to wonder different things. Having focused and thinking about something else.

    As I was there frustrated. Wasting time that I could have been used with my book series universe Falling Stars Universe. I did started to think one of my character and his character arc. Especially part of the story line where he will be mentally in really dark place. That was finally what I needed to spark the inspiration for this poem.

    Because the inspiration is actually that character. And what he was going through mentally. Even though his life is going amazingly careerwise. And many would think that he shouldn’t be having any problems or issues left. He should be living the dream. It’s so easy looking someone’s life from the outside. But what’s inside his mind is nightmare. And how someone standing front sea of people is the loneliest person.

    So it is little glimpse into my character Rafael. And what he is going through. How even under spotlights on a stage someone can be struggling and still so lonely. While everyone is screaming his name.

    This poem is little different since it is about my character. But it was really helpful for me to write. Getting another insight into this character. Help me understand yet another layer of this character and his life.

    Lonely Boy

    Link will be add after poem is posted.

    Poem will be published 14th September 2026

    With love C.F. Grönroos

    Creator of the Mysteries by Rose

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  29. Your lying lips

    It doesn’t matter

    On what shade of lipstick you wear

    How many lip fillers you get

    And other cosmetic treatments you keep getting

    Neither how much you smile

    None of it hides or erase

    Lies that comes from you lips

    Your lying lips turns even the truth into lies

    Your lips keeps poisoning

    Everything they touch

    No matter how sweet you try to sound

    Or how lovely words to use

    All of it is just lies

    With you

    You try to covering your lies

    Not getting caught again

    Just like you try to cover your insecurities  

    Underneath social media fillers

    Never looking same in any picture

    Filters over filters

    Still won’t cover the lies

    It would be kinda sad

    Someone in your age is still so insecure

    But considering how awful person you are

    There is not much of sympathy to give someone

    Constantly lying

    And cheating the one you’re with

    Among all the other skeletons you try to hide

    So it doesn’t matter what shade of lipstick you use

    Or how many filters you put on your pictures

    It won’t ever cover the lies

    Nor the poison  

    That just keeps dripping down

    With every word

    That comes out of your lying lips

    C.F. Grönroos ©             

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  30. Same friend circles

    I can’t stop laughing at my realization

    I realized that I’m having same type friend circles as my great great grandparents had back in late 1800’s. Three generations and 146 years between us. And still surrounded by same type of people. Friends being authors, musicians, artists, freethinkers, other type of rebels and troublemakers. History really keeps repeating itself. And somethings really do not change.

    Because my newest book idea. I’m now going to need to create stories set in Victorian era years. And was about to start do research into that era. When I first realized that I don’t need to. Because I can actually just use my great great grandparents and their friends as the source instead. Why waste time for research? When I have real people and accurate information from actual real life events and what life was back then. Because I do know what my family members and their friends lives were.

    But now I’m here wait a minute. Their friends were all these people. And my friends are all these people. It’s the same picture just different era and people. Yet it is still the same. So what else can I do but laugh. Because I have never really look at it in this point of view. That our friend circles are the same. It is kinda wild. Don’t know how many can say the same? But it is so cool. Over 140 years part yet still the same.

    Also I know they would have loved to known this. After all this time their last remaining descendant is still having same type of friend circle. Been so happy with who I am friends with. Especially seeing some of the things that few of my friends are working on. Because so many of my great great grandparents friends were the rebels and the innovative minds of their time. Not only in arts but other things as well. They really shaped their time and left marks into history. Along with few troublemakers. Yes they would love seeing me having these friends. And been so proud that I’m writer and artist. Seen the rebel wildchild their great great granddaughter is and doesn’t fit inside boring boxes. Choosing to create a own path and not take the easy road.

    I love that because this new book idea I can use my great great grandparents and their friends as the source of the era I’m writing. And even use them as inspiration for some of my characters. At first I wasn’t sure would this new book idea work out. But now I’m so in love with it. And feel so much closer with my great great grandparents.

    With love C.F. Grönroos

    Creator of the Mysteries by Rose

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  31. See angel that’s little fallen

    Almost everyone keeps saying

    He is just bad news

    Be smart stay away from him

    But all I see is angel with blue eyes

    While they keep seeing devil born with horns

    When I look at him

    All I see is angel

    That might have been fallen

    Hundred times

    Yet he always gets back up

    And that is why I can’t get my eyes off him

    Because no matter what he has been through

     He ain’t giving up

    That is just one of the many things

    About him that I admire

    But they keep treating me

    Like I’m the saint

    And he is just the sinner

    Not worth anything

    But they forget my angel wings have always been black

    Never white

    Somehow they always forget

    I ain’t the saint

    They keep painting me to be

    I was born for darkness

    So fallen angel with blue eyes

    Doesn’t scare me

    Instead he gets this little black heart of mine

    Feel something it hasn’t felt in a long time

    All I see is angel that’s little fallen

    But still so perfectly lovable 

    C.F. Grönroos ©             

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  32. The things we do for our stories

    I didn’t plan to create 3 new books

    First one romance novel that only exists inside my story universe. Of course I had the brilliant idea what if I would make it book real. But here is the issue with that. I can’t be the author inside my story universe. So I need a pen name to use. Luckily my friend Marion came to help with the name. I asked her any pen name suggestions she sent me only two words in her reply. Lilith something. Nothing more just that. No other name suggestions nothing else.

    So why Lilith?

    Well it used to be my old nickname back when I was teenager around 14 years old. That I have not actually used in many years. Because it was very small group nickname for me. And I didn’t use it outside the friend group. Not until my friend Marion did come into my life. And she did put the nickname back to use. I have been back using it privately.

    She has her own history with the name too. So it’s not my nickname alone. It’s actually our thing. That we share now together. We have our separate history with it. One thing I love so much with our friendship. We don’t compete against each other. Like with this name. Both have had used it previously. And instantly it did become our shared thing. There wasn’t who had use it first or whatever else like that. But hey that is funny we have both use it before. Now it’s ours to use together how and whatever way we want to.

    It was no surprise when I said yesterday morning I needed pen name to use. That she would say Lilith. I was thinking about it too. But wasn’t sure about it. Because this all happened so fast. In a hour I have 3 new books. And I need to come up with pen name so I can in the future publish one of them. Since I had not think nor plan the need create pen name. I did have momentary where do I start with this thing? What I want to this name be? Will I start to go down my long list of favorite names. Trying to see what will caught my eye. Where do I even start?

    That is why I asked from her any suggestions. Since she always has great suggestions. Especially for names. And when it was the only one she said. It felt the right choice for this pen name. We did talk about this name later more. She told me. It’s your name, it was just logical. Yes she is right about that. It’s my name. But is also our thing together. It is not only my old nickname that is back to be used. It’s more meaningful.

    So what is the last name?

    Well it did not take me that long to come up with idea for it. I did wanted something actually meaningful for my pen name surname. What would be more meaningful than take parts from both of my biological grandfathers surnames? Who both died long before I was even born. I wanted to honor both of them and their father’s family line as well. And then translate each part into Germany to finish creating something new and more cohesive with those two parts. That then gets the surname Rosenberg. In English it translates to mountain of roses. Anyone knowing me knows that I love roses and mountains. Which is nice little bonus meaning to it.

    The pen name Lilith Rosenberg

    Before yesterday morning I did not need a pen name. This was not something I was planning to do. Yet here it is Author Lilith Rosenberg. And there is a book go along with it. So how did this all start?

    It started with single new scene idea

    I was thinking about certain day events in Book 1 of the First Book Series of Falling Stars Universe. And thinking what would happen when my character would ask about this Abandoned House? She accidentally discovered earlier that day. That then did give the idea for a book about the Abandoned house. The same house he calls by name Abandoned Ghost House.

    Those 3 words words together was all that I needed to spark inspiration.

    I have my favorite character Rafael to blame for this all. He had to have novel that was written about the early years of that abandoned house. Which is not far from his own house.

    What is this book my characters are talking about?

    It is Romance novel that was inspired by person who build the house originally. Set into late Victorian era years. The fictional author of this book wrote it based on the now abandoned house and people who did live this same residential area around year 1880. Telling the story of two young forbidden lovers. She is daughter of rich man and he is musically talented son of gardener. This book is romance novel with happily ever after ending. Since that will come with the romance genre.

    Then I did get the idea. Why this novel should only be inside my book series universe? To write the novel into my story universe I need to figure out how the story goes anyway. So why not make this novel real too?

    I’m not expecting that all who buy and read the book series will want to read this romance novel as well. But those who while reading the book series and want to read this novel. I want that they will be able to read it. And not find out that it was just fake book in the story. There is no way to read this romance novel. Instead they can have their own copy and read it.

    Also I know how many readers are really specific to the appearance of the books. Here is the reason for the pen name. I want the readers have the same book that my characters have. The precisely same cover and the author as it is describe in my story universe. Not having my name on the cover. Instead bring piece of my fictional story universe into actual reality.

    But I said there was 3 new books

    So here simple explanation what all three books are about. The two others will not be under this pen name. Instead they are gonna go like all the other parts of Falling Stars Universe. The two are new Short Story Collections.

    Book 1

    Romance Novel

    Is the fictional version of the Victorian era years setting forbidden romance novel. And is written by Lilith Rosenberg. The novel is inside my story universe. And it’s the book that my characters are reading in the First Book Series

    Telling the story of two young lovers that are forced to hide their love. Because she comes from wealthy family and he doesn’t. They fall in love even though it’s forbidden. The novel is inspired by people who lived in the same residential area as my characters. But in the late Victorian era years obviously. And this forbidden love story is link to the house that is in this era story universe is old and abandoned.

    Book2

    Short Story Collection

    The real story between the two forbidden lovers. Still set on the same Victorian era. Following the characters that were the ones who inspired Lilith writing her romance novel. But since she did write her book little over 100 years later. She had no possible way to know how everything actually did go back then. So this one tells the real story of the lovers. Who build this house that now stands abandoned and forgotten. Tells the tragedy that happened in there. Which will change everything.

    Book 3

    Short Story Collection

    This one tells how the house that was center part of the books 1 and 2. Ended up becoming the house people have called so many years the Abandoned Ghost House. It focuses what happens to the house afterwards of the tragedy in Book 2. Then during the different times. And why it is referred as the ghost house. The house has now very specific reputation.

    This is another new challenge for me

    Because I have never written stories set in the Victorian era years. But I absolutely love the era and history. So going back to write this century in two different story. Then from that era I’m not yet sure between what years will the third book set to. Since it has been only 24 hours that I did get idea for that scene. Which sparked all these 3 new books.

    So yes the things we do for our stories. All of this because I got one new idea for a scene. Create book that exist in my story universe. Start pen name just so I can publish that same book as the perfect copy from the Book Series Universe. I never thought that I would do any of this. But I’m already happy all with these decision. Even though I have again new books to write. Like didn’t have more than enough already to write. Here come new parts into my story universe. It’s awful a lot of work. I believe it is absolutely worth it in the end.

    With love C.F. Grönroos

    Creator of the Mysteries by Rose

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  33. Have I ever regretted reading a book

    Have you ever regretted reading a book — which one and why?

    Yes and it’s always goes to one specific book

    And I think the fault is how it was translated. One day I wish read the original in English. Because the translated one was the most horrible reading experience of my life. Yes I have dyslexia. But the person who translated this book into Scandinavian language might know English. But definitely does not understand that there are huge differences in different dialects and slangs in English. Or has taken some really wild liberties while translating this book.

    I had to try translate so much back to English. Try to figure out what the sentence should have been saying. Instead what was type on the page. Go translate several sentences before and after single sentence trying to make sense what it should had been instead the mess front of me. I have never needed to do that with any translated book in my life.

    And I have read translated books in multiple languages. Because I’m multilingual. I have readed so many books with the translated and original versions. Usually because I have first read one of the translated versions and the later come across the original book. Never in my life I have need to translate the translated book back into its original language try to figure out what the specific sentences and words should have been. Never.

    I have never read book that doesn’t make sense as much as this one. So horrible.

    That translator really butchered that book and story. I don’t know did he hate the story or the two authors that wrote it. Or really did not understand that there are different dialects and slang terms meaning different things. That story was butchered.

    And what angers me the most. Is that I would have loved this story. If I had not need to translate nearly entire book back to english just to understand what it should been saying.

    I’m not naming the book because my issues are with one single translated version and I haven’t read the original book in its original language.

    But it did teached me a important lesson really early

    Be super careful who translates your books. And since I now write all my stories directly in English. If I ever want my books being translated this specific Scandinavian language. I will do that job myself. And then hire really good editor to fix the grammar. Never will I let my writings being translated into that language by someone else. They will not be butchered hands of bad translator like that poor book.

    Yes I have work as freelance translator myself. But I do understand that each language has its dialects and specific slangs. Especially different areas have very specific and intricate meanings behind the slang words. And I have refused work on things that are outside of my skill sets. Especially because the dialects.

    But if I want Spanish and French translations of my books. I have amazing author friend that does also translations. She also understands my world building and story world. So her work I can fully trust. Since she gets me and my way of thinking. I know her translating my stories I don’t need to worry about anything. Because she understands what the stories are about along the dialect and slangs in English I’m using. She is brilliant writer herself top of that. So I can really trust my stories into her hands.

    So tip for all writers and authors

    Find the right person to do your translations. Make sure that they are not only familiar with but can actually understand the dialect and slang you are using in your writing.

    Don’t let your stories being butchered by someone who doesn’t actually understand the dialect you are using. Who only cares about the money they are getting and don’t get that languages are actually more complex. That just speaking of the language is not enough to understand each specific dialect of it.

    There are so many amazing and brilliant translators out there. In every single language. Who will do justice and honor your original work. Making more people able to discover your stories and fall in love with them.

    And not hate entire book because awful translation that one bad translator had done.

    If you want your original writings being translated to different languages. It is worth finding the right people for that job. There is truly wonderful and very skilled translators out there in every language.

    With love C.F. Grönroos

    Creator of the Mysteries by Rose

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  34. Now she understands

    She started to understand

    She will be free

    When love will disappear

    And it didn’t hurt

    Not anymore

    The time of hurt

    And what had seem endless heartbreak

    Finally had come to end

    She was finally moving on

    To the other side of heartbreak

    The tears were no longer for sadness

    Or the constant heartbreak

    It had been

    Probably longer she could admit

     Even now

    No, those tears had ended

    These were for relief

    And tears of happiness

    Finally feel something

    That can be actually called happiness

    The love she thought she had have

    Wasn’t in the end love

    But it no longer mattered

    She was getting through it

    Realizing there is much more than what had ended

    More than the love she had fought to keep

    That she had thought would destroy her

    If she ever lose it

    Now she understands it wasn’t destroying her

    It was setting her free

    And now she can’t wait

    That “love” to disappear completely  

    Like it had never been

    Erased from heart and mind

    So she can be fully free

    C.F. Grönroos ©             

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  35. Another good time

    The neon lights shine through a dark night

    Wet asphalt makes the streets glow

    From color lights above 

    It’s one of those nights

    Where everything is possible

    When it’s impossible to tell

    Is it all just crazy coincidence or is it fate?

      And the music beat on dance floor

    That is the only lifeline one needs

    Nothing else

    And people happily toast for the good life

    Forgetting everything else

    Even if it just for this moment

     Anyone ain’t even thinking about dawn or morning

    That is coming

    They are too busy dancing the night away

    Yet never wanting this night to end

    As long as neon lights shine

    And music takes them away

    From everything else but that dancefloor

    Where sometimes stranger’s eyes will meet

    And sparks fly

    One look at dancefloor

    Everyone else fades away

    Just music and spark remains

    The thrill of night

    Dancefloor is center of everything 

    Another good time

    Let the beat of music set you free

    Live in this moment

    Surrounded by music and neon lights

    C.F. Grönroos ©             

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  36. I already know

    It is hard to explain

    This feeling I’m having

    How I can feel inside me

    That I know the truth

    You didn’t want to tell me

    More I’m around you

    It is even clearer

    That what you are trying to hide

    But I see though you

    I see it in your eyes

    I don’t need to wonder

    What I will find

    I no longer need answer from you

    I already know

    Truth that your lies can’t cover no more

    Your broke your promises

    And didn’t keep your word

    Apparently it was too hard

    You stay faithful

    Too hard to tell me that you don’t love me anymore 

    It only hurts little while

    This pain will pass

    I will move on

    I’ll keep my word and leave

    I won’t stay with cheater

    When you find all my stuff is gone

    You will know too

    That I know the truth

    I no longer need your answer

    It’s already done and over

    C.F. Grönroos ©             

    Original poem and all the rights reserved to C.F. Grönroos

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  37. It’s gone now

    Clearly you didn’t know what you had

    When you had it

    Why else you had thrown it away?

    Like it was nothing

    You didn’t want it

    When it wanted you

    It is too late start wanting it now

    Because it is gone away

    And this time it ain’t coming back.

    Why anyone wanted to come back?

    Especially what you were offering

    That was less than bare minimum 

     Being made feel so unwanted

    So lonely

    And so low

    Who wants to come back to that?

    In life there ain’t always second chances  

    Going back what used to be

    The love you had

    That you didn’t want

    So it died slow death

    In your cruel hands

    While you still pretend to be a good person

    Lying to yourself

    You’re good at that

    Paint yourself in this false picture

    Someone you are not

    Just to silence your guilty conscience

    Because you can’t face the truth

    You ain’t the good person after all

    But the one who leaves

    Others hurt and broken 

    But now you want back that love

    That is so funny since you killed it

    So are you really that dump or blind?

    That you didn’t see

    There is nothing left of that love

    That was once there

    But now it’s dead and buried 6ft under

    It’s gone now

    C.F. Grönroos ©             

    Original poem and all the rights reserved to C.F. Grönroos

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  38. She couldn’t find the words

    Never found words to say

    Doesn’t mean she wasn’t ever feeling

    Any of those feelings

    She just didn’t have the words

    To say out loud

    Put everything she was feeling into words

    Because when she tried

    None of the words felt big enough

    Or right words to describe accurately

    To explain what she was feeling

    She tried to say

    She loved you

    But…

    Even love wasn’t big enough to explain

    How in love with you she was

    The love was there

    But the words were too hard to say

    And she was scared

    To take risk with

    Telling you how she was falling in love with you

    But the past heartbreaks

    The memory of the pain

    Was just too strong

    And she was too afraid

    Take another chance with love

    When last time she had truly loved

    Love had almost killed her

    And now she too scared

    Fearing that would repeat again

    And this time she would not survive

    So she could not find the words to say

    And you got tired of guessing

    She end up broken hearted

    Because she just could not say 3 words out loud

    That you so desperately needed to hear to stay

    C.F. Grönroos ©             

    Original poem and all the rights reserved to C.F. Grönroos

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  39. Can’t any longer resist growing hope

    When I look at you

    I find heaven in your eyes

    This wasn’t what I planned

    Because I swore I would never fall in love

    Never again

    Yet somehow here I am

    Falling yet again

    This wasn’t what I had in my mind

    But I can’t any longer ignore or deny the mark we share

    Is it fate or destiny?

    I don’t know

    Other than it freaks me out

    Too big of coincide

    To be ignore

    Or try to pretend it means nothing

    No matter how hard my head is trying to scream at my heart

    It is nothing

    But my heart can’t resist

    The growing hope 

    Telling it is sign of something

    Bigger than just a coincidence

    Throwing words like sign, destiny, fate…

    Like it’s such natural thing to do

    While my head and heart

    Are on a war again

    And more time goes by

    More hope grows

    While I have no idea what any of this means

    And only thing I can do

    Is moving forward on this path I am on

    Have faith that what’s meant to be finds its way to me

    C.F. Grönroos ©             

    Original poem and all the rights reserved to C.F. Grönroos

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  40. She hides it on the stars

    She took the secret wish of her heart

    To the stars above

    Hide it into starry sky

    With pale full moon as the only witness

    When she is sitting all alone

    In the empty beach by the sea

    Watching the dark calm sea

    That mirrors the starry sky above her

    And for this moment

    She allows herself to feel the hope

    That this wish

    Will come true

    In the darkness of the night

    Where no one can see her

    She lets herself have single moment of hope

    That she would never admit to anyone

    Hiding the wish

    Into stars

    Writing his name with stars

    Tracing it with her finger

    And for a moment

    Allows herself dream

    About what life could be

    If this secret wish could come true

    Before she gets up

    She blows a kiss to the stars

    Wishing it will find its way to him

    And then she walks away

    Disappearing into darkness of the night  

    Like she never had been there

    Leaving empty beach behind

    And stars to hide another secret wish from a heart

    C.F. Grönroos ©             

    Original poem and all the rights reserved to C.F. Grönroos

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  41. The forgotten melody

    Over the years

    It had slowly faded away

    In the way

    Even the memory about it

    Had been forgotten

    Lost somewhere along the years gone by

    Being buried underneath

    Everything

    The good and the bad

    Especially the bad had covered up so much

    So much had been lost

    And forgotten

    Because all that bad

    Had covered so much over those years

    Buried so much good underneath

    Like it never had been there

    Erased even from memories

    That this being forgotten

    Wasn’t even surprise

    Not at this point

    But what I thought

    Was gone forever

    Apparently it wasn’t

    Because here it is again

    I can finally hear

    The quiet return

    Of a forgotten melody

    That my heart is playing again

    I never thought I could ever hear it again

    Yet here it is

    And it is all because of you

    You brought back

    Part of me I didn’t even know I could have ever

    The forgotten melody

    Is back playing in my heart

    Fixing a part

     Of my broken heart

    I never knew how to heal

    Something that I had accepted

    Would remain always broken

    But now

    As the forgotten melody

    Has return back to my heart

    That was never able to heal

    Is slowly mending and healing

    After all these years

    Only because of you  

    C.F. Grönroos ©             

    Original poem and all the rights reserved to C.F. Grönroos

    #CFGrönroos #LovePoem #MysteriesByRose #OriginalPoem #Poem #Poetry
  42. Stay in this dream

    I just want to stay in this dream

    Not to wake up

    You not here

    With me

    Or have you telling me that I’m waking up soon

    And just kiss me goodbye

    Before the dream ends

    Leaving me with the memory of your kiss

    Realize it was just a dream

    That none of it was real

    But I swear my lips still feel it

    And I can’t forget having your arms around me

    I don’t know if I even can put in words

    How safe I feel

    When you put your arms around me

    It feels like I’m finally where I belong

    I want to stay in a dream

    With you

    In these sweet dreams

    Not having it end

    But even the sweetest dream always ends

    Leaving me wake up

    All alone like always

    I was with you and suddenly I’m not anymore

    Left with only to hope

    That next time I fall asleep

    I will dream another dream of you

    That for moment I can have you here with me

    Even if it is only a dream

    C.F. Grönroos ©             

    Original poem and all the rights reserved to C.F. Grönroos

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  43. It would have been if you haven’t

    It would have been

    Such a bittersweet tragedy

    If you have not caused it

    All by yourself

    Created the mess

    And set the trap

    Yet it’s you who cries

    Yet again crocodile tears

    Painting yourself the victim

    When it’s all your own fault

    In the first place

    No one else

    Just you all alone

    Maybe don’t try cheat

    The person you’re in relationship with

    If you try paint yourself the victim

    That’s getting old

    And less and less people

    Are buying it

    So this ain’t a bittersweet tragedy

    They say that the devil is a liar

    But compared to you

    He is an honest man

    You make even devil look less of a liar

    Everything that is now happening to you

    Isn’t some bittersweet tragedy

    It’s called consequences

    And this time you can’t escape them

    No matter how many crocodile tears you cry

    Or how much you try to paint yourself as the victim

    It works no more

    The consequences are here for you  

    C.F. Grönroos ©             

    Original poem and all the rights reserved to C.F. Grönroos

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  44. Meant to be his demise

    His demise

    By your design

    How’s that going?

    You were so sure of yourself

    That you can easily destroy him

    Yet it looks like

    He is still just living his best life

    With no thought of you

    Meanwhile you’re sitting

    There in misery

    Just slowly digging your own grave deeper

    But I though the plan was dig grave for him?

    To bury him

    Destroy him

    Yet here he still is

    Just living his life like nothing happened

    Funny how that works

    The demise you meant for him

    Is the one you’re

    Getting to yourself

    So no wonder he is still living his best life

    And you’re in misery of your own making

    Trying so desperately get any type of attention

    From him or anyone this point

    Trying desperately filling that hollow existence

     Mask the misery with cheap dopamine hits

    From social media attention

    While you sit digging your grave deeper

    Demised meant for him is all yours

    C.F. Grönroos ©             

    Original poem and all the rights reserved to C.F. Grönroos

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  45. It’s too late speak now

    Don’t know what you were thinking

    Coming back after everything had been ended

    For so long time ago

    Trying to speak now

    Well it is way too little

    And much too late

    Speak now?!

    Like all of it had not happened

    Like life had not moved on

    That everything would have been put on hold

    And just waiting

    Until you choose to comeback

    But I do have news for you

    My life doesn’t pause when you disappear

    It moves on without you

     And you get left behind

    Losing your place on my life

    There is no vacancy for you come back to now

    Others have come

    And filled what little vacancy

    You might have left behind

    They don’t need step in and out of my life

    Instead they set permanent presence

    Knowing this is where they want to be

    And not revolving door where you

    Don’t know are you in or out

    Or just spinning around

    Without needing ever make any choice

    Well I’m sorry but that door

    Is now closed for my life

    It is too late speak now

    Because there is nothing to speak about

    Everything I would have wanted to speak with you

    Doesn’t matter anymore

    And whatever you want to say

    I don’t care to hear about it

    It won’t change anything that happened

    Can’t turn back time

    Or take back all the hurt you caused

    Regardless did mean to cause it or not   

    It’s just too late so save it for someone else    

    That might want to hear it  

    Because I don’t

    C.F. Grönroos ©             

    Original poem and all the rights reserved to C.F. Grönroos

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  46. Not wanting this

    Love shouldn’t be spiraling into

    Never-ending roller-coaster of downward spiral

    Into lies and betrayal

    Mixed with little moments of love bombing

    Guilt trips from viper friends    

    Every time trying to walk away

    Funny how that works?

    Vipers come out stop walking away

    From toxic mess

    That they call “the true love”

    When it has nothing to with love

     And everything to do with enjoying the benefits

    Not wanting those to end

    Because if one walks away from the viper

    So will the benefits end

     How dare one would even think about leaving a vipers nest?

    Stop being used and abused

    That’s unforgiveable

    Walk away from lying cheater

    And venomous twofaced backstabbing friends  

    That is such a wonderful place to be

    Staying in misery

    Around venomous people

    Keep one stuck in this sick never-ending roller-coaster of downward spiral

    That’s wonderful life to live

    Who would ever want to escape that?  

    That is crazy

    Not wanting to be cheated, betrayed and used

    Spend rest of their life stuck with toxic people

    But that doesn’t make sense

    Since they are such a wonderful people

    C.F. Grönroos ©             

    Original poem and all the rights reserved to C.F. Grönroos

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  47. When the inspiration strikes

    I was trying to write new poem

    When I was writing the beginning of this new poem I got new idea for something else. An idea how to have another crossover with my characters from my old still unfinished 6-part murder mystery book series and my WIP Falling Stars Universe. And since I’m going to rewrite the entire plot of all the series and parts. Because there has been so much new added into storyline. But that will be bigger writing update later.

    So I did not finish writing the poem. Because the new writing idea was just too exciting. Because I had wanted to have a plot line like that in the story. But have no idea where or how it could work. Other than one small scene once. Which kinda isn’t enough and most readers might not fully notice the moment. So I had no idea how make it work better way and more bigger and obvious way. Until now.

    I love making crossovers with my characters from different stories

    I started to do that before there was ever Falling Stars Universe. So all of my stories are kinda connected to each other with one or multiple ways. Usually with crossover characters and them interact with each other. Sometimes crossover happens characters being same place at same time and not interact each other. Other times being same place but not same time. So there is familiar places that readers will recognize. I love doing that too.

    And now because of my new idea I can bring one of my absolutely favorite character into this story. She is so fierce, but also wonderful, absolutely loyal and such a strong woman already in her twenties. I love Quinn so much. And have missed writing her so much. And now the way I can bring her into this story. I’ so happy and excited about it. And I can bring two other characters as well.

    The thing I just did realized while writing this post. Is that the year which this new idea is gonna happen and bringing in one of the two other characters. It will give actually glimpse of the backstory events of this character the way B.L.A.L. does not. I’m so excited about having this glimpse into that time of this character’s story.

    The real and true authors supports authors

    So almost as soon as I got this new idea I told about to my author friend. She has her own rock star book universe. Yes we both are writing our own rock star book universes at the same time. With having a lot same original inspiration what made us start writing without knowing about each other stories or knowing each other. So when we did come across each others paths. It was our stories that we bonded over. And how we have used similar things and giving total different spin to them on our unique ways. Especially having the ability talk about in depth all of the background stuff goes creating the stories and turning idea spark into actual parts of the plot.

    There was none of that you copied my story idea or that typical fake online support that so much happens in author spaces online. Unfortunately. Instead we celebrate each other’s stories and how differently we spin things that inspire us. There will never be any of that fake bullshit between us. Because that is neither of us.

    So when I told her hey I have this new idea for my story. She was excited and got it immediately. Which she followed up hey I have this one thing that doesn’t fit in my story it could fit with your new idea. I’m not gonna tell what she did suggested that is secret. And while I was thinking about that and would it be good fit into mine story. She had another suggestion that doesn’t work on her story. It did not take me long time to think about. Because both of these end up being perfect fit with my new idea. And now are part of my story.

    Yes we do suggest and swap ideas that doesn’t work on our own stories. Because we are writing stories setting not only in different years but decades and in different book genres as well. So those good ideas that would be wasted because they won’t fit into our own stories for whatever reason. Will find new homes on each other’s stories sometimes.

    And I know some authors and writers this will sound really strange and weird. Even crazy and something that can’t be done. How can two write stories with similar inspiration and not be sworn blood enemies? And they won’t try to destroy others career as well? How come not have follower wars and trying to cancel each other? Get each others accounts taken down by all the platforms? And all of these other awful things that so many of us can see happening between authors this point almost every single week and every online platform. Which is sad especially among indie authors. Which is the path both me and my friend has choose to take also.

    Instead all of that nastiness what we have is the true and real support. Being truly excited and happy for each other. Cheering on and celebrate others achievements and progress. And even giving suggestions and swap ideas that was created our own stories when they fit better for other one. Because this is what true and real authors support authors is. Not some likes online and fake happiness. Being actually friends and there is no competition between us. Because we both know and believe that there is unlimited amount of success in world. That we both can have with our stories. We love each others stories and want to see them become successful. And have so much fun creating our own stories side by side now. Especially enjoy seeing how we spin similar inspiration with our own unique twists. One of our inside jokes because our stories are set in different eras is history repeating itself. Mine being set multiple decades and before hers that is set present-day era. How some of these things keeps happening no matter what year it is? Which is true with real life too. So that is why we love adding those moments in our stories. That when readers who will read both our stories can spot them and enjoy the unique spin we have given them. Just as we have enjoyed it while creating these unique twits.

    And here is link what my friend Marion Pandora’s first book is about.

    Whispers of Darkness

    Book1 is out now and what spoilers I know from book 2 and book 3 that are written right now the story gets just better and better. I absolutely recommend diving into this rock star filled psychological thriller. And those who are brave enough all I have to say is welcome to the game. You will understand that when you read the book. It’s just how the story beginnings…

    But now I need to go write down all of these new ideas better in my notes so I can add them later on right places when rewriting the plots.

    With love C.F. Grönroos

    Creator of the Mysteries by Rose

    #authorsSupportAuthors #CFGrönroos #MysteriesByRose #writersSupportWriters #writing #writingInspiration #WritingUpdate
  48. Just little writing update

    I figure out the ending for one of my character’s story

    It is really good and unexpected. With total plot twist that will surprise the readers. But will shake up a lot of in the story and rest of the characters. So figuring out one character’s ending now left several other characters ends new open. The butterfly effect hitting into my writing again.

    But same time I love this new story ending for this specific character. Now I needed to deal with the aftermath of this new plot twist did for my story. Because there is now aftermath for rest of the characters to deal with. So many new potential ways the story can go. Which is exciting yes. Especially with potential how much worse I could make the aftermath for certain characters. But I know I might end up getting couple headaches to solve what will happen rest of the characters.

    Luckily I already have some new ideas what will happen in this aftermath.

    With love C.F. Grönroos

    Creator of the Mysteries by Rose

    #CFGrönroos #creatingBookSeries #FallingStarsUniverse #MysteriesByRose #writing #writingCharacters #WritingUpdate
  49. Creating a character’s backstory

    But it did lead into something way more

    What started just tiny idea while watching a documentary that would be environment which might be fitting for this one character of mine. When the character is a child and a teenager. And it would kinda explain why the character will end up becoming the way he is later in his life and in the story. I had not thought about this characters childhood and upbring that much yet. Had been focused on the version of the character is at the stories and what he is doing.

    But when I got this idea it made so much sense. And felt like missing piece of this character was ready to lock into a right place. Immediately after that piece followed characters parents possible siblings and grandparents. So much about this character has set in place. And I have the entire backstory for this character now.

    Another character’s backstory is figured out but…

    It really did lead into something more. Something new and definitely something that I didn’t expected to have in this story universe of mine. But it is now. How can I describe it without giving away it yet? Because not only is it part of one character’s backstory. There is more than one story…

    The inspiration just keeps going and flowing even more. It also keeps surprising me. This story universe is something else and creating it is a truly journey full of surprises. And not only for future readers but myself as well.

    With love C.F. Grönroos

    Creator of the Mysteries by Rose

    #CFGrönroos #CreatingCharacters #creatingStoryWorld #FallingStarsUniverse #MysteriesByRose #writing #WritingUpdate
  50. 700th post

    Technically 701th post

    Because I didn’t notice that the last post was the 700th. Last one of these post were 3th of August 2025 so time for me to stop and looked at the numbers again. This time keeping the post short since I’m not feeling well. Nothing more serious than slight concussion from yesterday. Again… I’m walking accident. Lol

    Growth in numbers

    Numbers back 100th post were 912 views, 425 visitors and 503 likes

    Numbers back 200th post were 2573 views, 1422 visitors and 1552 likes

    Numbers back 300th post were 4730 views, 2816 visitors and 2853 likes

    Numbers back 400th post reminder I started from zero start of the year 375 views, 248 visitors and 270 likes

    Numbers back 500th post were 2093 views, 1390 visitors and 1473 likes

    Numbers back 600th post were 3843 views, 2458 visitors and 2747 likes

    Numbers now 5821 views, 3500 visitors and 3943 likes

    All-time stats 12842 views, 7563 visitors and 8099 likes. Total words 286034.

    For both the views and visitors I’m -7% from last year. So it looks like I’m end up similar numbers for my blog this year as I get last year.

    Like always the biggest thank you goes my fantastic readers

    Especially for my subscribers. Big thank you! You make this little corner of internet so wonderful place that I love. Thank you for all the other readers as well. I love this blog and right now I can’t ever see myself stop writing here. Because how positive and nice it is to share my writings. Thank you all making my blog my favorite place to be online. Lot of love for everyone and have wonderful day or evening.

    With love C.F. Grönroos

    Creator of the Mysteries by Rose

    #blog #blogMilestone #cFGronroos #mysteriesByRose

  51. Family’s top 3 favorite meals

    What are your family’s top 3 favorite meals?

    There’s so many…

    It’s hard to think only 3. Especially since my mom is professional chef and then there is her grandmother’s Lyyli centuries old family recipes to choose. And my own recipes. So to find only three isn’t easy. But I decided to choose top one from all of us three recipes.

    Top 3

    1. Karelian salmon soup That is my mom’s grandmother’s family recipe being in the family generations and generations. It is best eaten when weather is bad. Raining or snowing outside and have the hot soup with rye bread just butter on a top.
    2. Oven Salmon This on is my mom’s own secret recipe that she come up with. Especially what is in the filling is the secret. It is easy, simple and quick to make. And fills stomach so well that doesn’t need anything on the side. At least me and my mom don’t need more than that salmon and stomach is full.
    3. Honey-Chilli Chicken and all 16 ways to cook it So far… Because it is so versatile especially for a store bought chicken in marinade to make different ways. I’m still not bored to eat it. Probably because there is 16 ways to cook it. It is something I eat couple times a week at least.

    There are so many super delicious foods but unfortunately this writing prompt is for 3 only. So that is the 3 that I choose today. Even though the Honey-Chilli Chicken is already little bit cheating since I said all 16 ways to cook it. But I could not choose only one way over the rest. I love them all. Lol It is just too good and versatile.

    With love C.F. Grönroos

    Creator of the Mysteries by Rose

    #cFGronroos #dailyprompt #dailyprompt2129 #food #mysteriesByRose

  52. Second year wrote 100k words on this blog

    It seems that I really can’t write short

    I started this blog 2023 October. And that year end with 21200 words in 42 post. Last year 157437 words in 339 post. This year before this post 101496 words in 301 post. So another full year I have break 100k words written for this blog. So far 280133 words in little over 2 years time. It looks like that before this year ends I will break 300k word count for this blog.

    I’m not at all surprised that I have written that much again. Because I love writing this blog. And writing generally. So I did it again. lol I have struggled years to write short. In any other form but poetry. It’s only short form writing I can do. Other than that it is always long. Like it is with this blog. I really love the freedom of write anything I want on this blog. Let the words flow and try new topics to write about. This blog is my happy place.

    Apparently it doesn’t matter what I’m writing lol

    So it is not only when I’m writing my fictional stories that I can’t write short. Because even with those I can easily write over 100k. And yes I’m little bit worried what will happen with my two rock star book series. That gets just bigger and bigger each month that passes by. Still working on that secret new part.

    And trying to keep it short is a struggle I’m facing right now. Because it would be so easy to make it full length or more. But I don’t want that. Not for that part of the story world. So I’m trying to learn writing something shorter for once. And actually end up with something shorter. Not like few times before and I have ended up with a book series instead something short. This time it will be different. I know the famous last words.

    I’m really challenging myself to keep the writing in shorter side this time. And it is a hard challenge. Because I have failed at it every time I have tried. So this time I really want keep it shorter from and not fail. I always try to challenge myself and better myself from past versions. Learning new skills. And this is now one of those times. Learning to write shorter form stories. I can’t wait to tell the wold what I’m working with.

    With love C.F. Grönroos

    Creator of the Mysteries by Rose

    #Blog #Blogging #CFGrönroos #MysteriesByRose #WritersLife #writing #WritingUpdate

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