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In vain
INSIDE ROARE
In vain
I'm standing here, tears are flowing
you think how perfect you are
How you dazzle everyone with your charm,
you just spread the fog around.
I walk around blind
and I wave in vain
you can dazzle with your charm,
but not me
I'll be blind until you see me.
R: Yes, I wait in vain for my day
when will you see me
I wait in vain for you to contact me.
How dumb I am trying to tell you something
you are not listening
I'm screaming, listen.
I'm desperate, listen you're deaf....
In vain
I'm standing here, tears are flowing
you think how perfect you are
How you dazzle everyone with your charm,
you just spread the fog around.
I walk around blind
and I wave in vain
you can dazzle with your charm,
but not me
I'll be blind until you see me.
R: Yes, I wait in vain for my day
when will you see me
I wait in vain for you to contact me.
How dumb I am trying to tell you something
you are not listening
I'm screaming, listen.
I'm desperate, listen you're deaf....
#emotions
#inspirational
#love
#motivational
#respect
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0 - Unfinished poetry 36
Hoping
Hello.
I’m calling out for wonder.
I wonder if this life will ever change.
Hoping.
I’m calling out hopelessly wondering
What life will bring today.
(C)2024 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
Hello.
I’m calling out for wonder.
I wonder if this life will ever change.
Hoping.
I’m calling out hopelessly wondering
What life will bring today.
(C)2024 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
#LifeAsAWriter
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0 - Unfinished poetry 35
Memories lost
Torn from Heaven to give me life again.
The conscious being never knew when,
It’s day would come, but what is done, is done.
I want to go back to the eternal sun.
The endless tree’s, the summer’s breeze,
The ease in which I breathed seems,
Something only to be believed and never real, when it’s need,
Lead me to hope to feel the truth, now hidden.
Bound and locked, signed and sealed in solid oak.
Once spoke of with fondness,
Now memories lost.
(C)2021 Aa Harvey. All Rights...
Torn from Heaven to give me life again.
The conscious being never knew when,
It’s day would come, but what is done, is done.
I want to go back to the eternal sun.
The endless tree’s, the summer’s breeze,
The ease in which I breathed seems,
Something only to be believed and never real, when it’s need,
Lead me to hope to feel the truth, now hidden.
Bound and locked, signed and sealed in solid oak.
Once spoke of with fondness,
Now memories lost.
(C)2021 Aa Harvey. All Rights...
#LifeCycle
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don't have one
To dance with air
And live with breeze
To be one with your self
and be at ease
With no strings attached,
the world you gift.
To love freely,
No guilt, no grief
Freedom and love,
Woven and deeply interconnected.
If one tips off the balance,
Both surely affected.
Disconnect from the expectations
And love whoever.
Keep the vows and promises
To keep the so-called forever.
Learn from the stories
And do responsibilities.
For if you listen and take this to heart,
You'll...
And live with breeze
To be one with your self
and be at ease
With no strings attached,
the world you gift.
To love freely,
No guilt, no grief
Freedom and love,
Woven and deeply interconnected.
If one tips off the balance,
Both surely affected.
Disconnect from the expectations
And love whoever.
Keep the vows and promises
To keep the so-called forever.
Learn from the stories
And do responsibilities.
For if you listen and take this to heart,
You'll...
#FallingInLove
#FirstLove
#love #relationships
#love #relationships
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Before She Had Gone Into The Bathroom
"Keep
it up."
was what Ruth
heard before she
had gone into the
bathroom and saw with shocked
eyes her young daughter Kristy
naked and getting probed by some
guy in front of a porn film crew which
made an angry Ruth yell "Everyone out!"
it up."
was what Ruth
heard before she
had gone into the
bathroom and saw with shocked
eyes her young daughter Kristy
naked and getting probed by some
guy in front of a porn film crew which
made an angry Ruth yell "Everyone out!"
#daughter
#fiction
#home
#porn
#sex
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THE SANDS OF TIME
Do you ever wish you could start again
Refill the sands of time that's slowly fading away
Be able to fix all the mistakes you've made
Rewrite the story that's already been written
~
Because sometimes i wonder what would change
Would life take me in a different direction
What if i didn't walk that same road again
Would i be sitting in a totally different place
~
I realise that this is obviously impossible
But what if life gave you a second chance
Would you turn back the hands of time
If it meant you could roll the dice...
Refill the sands of time that's slowly fading away
Be able to fix all the mistakes you've made
Rewrite the story that's already been written
~
Because sometimes i wonder what would change
Would life take me in a different direction
What if i didn't walk that same road again
Would i be sitting in a totally different place
~
I realise that this is obviously impossible
But what if life gave you a second chance
Would you turn back the hands of time
If it meant you could roll the dice...
#LifeCycle
#SelfReflection
#TruthOfLife
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Soul Lovers
it feels like we are
sexual soulmates
L said out of the
blue during sex
and that is true
though on other
aspects we pair
quite perfect too
as if our planets
are stellar in line
two similar lives
Colliding as if it
was meant to be
we see what lies
beneath our eyes
always complete
each other's lines
we are dark matter
and starfire in this
divine outer space
delicate souls who
found each other in
this magical cosmos
&...
sexual soulmates
L said out of the
blue during sex
and that is true
though on other
aspects we pair
quite perfect too
as if our planets
are stellar in line
two similar lives
Colliding as if it
was meant to be
we see what lies
beneath our eyes
always complete
each other's lines
we are dark matter
and starfire in this
divine outer space
delicate souls who
found each other in
this magical cosmos
&...
#lover
#stars
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Atrophied in catastrophe
In mixed conscience,
the conscious continue
to toil
in the spoils
of division
Awaking on the road less travelled
to unravel the wisdom
lain in the footsteps of our rivals
Dust billows from oft trudges
through the mire
of doubt and perplexity
pacing the ego with a grief that lingers
of a lost world
The sweltering wick of our fire
smouldering
as we stand idly by as the hierarchy flourishes
The propaganda machine
stoking our fear
as we choke on their lies
Indifference despised
A...
the conscious continue
to toil
in the spoils
of division
Awaking on the road less travelled
to unravel the wisdom
lain in the footsteps of our rivals
Dust billows from oft trudges
through the mire
of doubt and perplexity
pacing the ego with a grief that lingers
of a lost world
The sweltering wick of our fire
smouldering
as we stand idly by as the hierarchy flourishes
The propaganda machine
stoking our fear
as we choke on their lies
Indifference despised
A...
#dark
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Obsession
Lust bastes the heart
with risqué aromatics
lining the muscle
with a longing
that lingers
Textured,
decadent, (mocking)
Wicked belonging
Evacuating the mind of all that matters
to fill the void with a flawless fancy
that sparkles the eye
The highs of peerless desire
The rust of disjointed bliss
Singing a duet all alone
Feathering the rind with a tone that flatters
To line the cavity with these synthetic ruminations
A relationship upheld in the mind
raw and salacious
Though...
with risqué aromatics
lining the muscle
with a longing
that lingers
Textured,
decadent, (mocking)
Wicked belonging
Evacuating the mind of all that matters
to fill the void with a flawless fancy
that sparkles the eye
The highs of peerless desire
The rust of disjointed bliss
Singing a duet all alone
Feathering the rind with a tone that flatters
To line the cavity with these synthetic ruminations
A relationship upheld in the mind
raw and salacious
Though...
#lust
#obsession
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Bitter Vinegar
Schizophrenia's headstones
of madmen unmasked
delirious clones
and phantom baritones
of the twilight's sinners
dragging their bones
with bitter vinegar...
schizophrenia's headstones
of madmen unmasked
delirious clones
and phantom baritones
of the twilight's sinners
dragging their bones
with bitter vinegar...
schizophrenia's headstones
#dark
#evil
#scary
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SWIMMING NAKED IN THE SEA
Swimming naked in the sea
makes me feel wonderful, free,
merging with nature around,
chilling to the tidal sound.
Clothes to one side on dry land
leave plenty skin to be tanned
when I dry off on the shore
lain on towel on the floor.
That's the pleasure of nude bathing
in the tide's incoming waving.
Nobody else here is offended -
we are as nature intended.
makes me feel wonderful, free,
merging with nature around,
chilling to the tidal sound.
Clothes to one side on dry land
leave plenty skin to be tanned
when I dry off on the shore
lain on towel on the floor.
That's the pleasure of nude bathing
in the tide's incoming waving.
Nobody else here is offended -
we are as nature intended.
#beach
#holiday
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You Arrest Me (Poetess)
Cradled within your verse;
With every line you breathe, the deeper, I submerse.
That I be a subject of your rhyme,
Makes me a king, in our time.
You arrest me, poetess.
You write me, with emboldened letter,
No one could love this pauper any better.
That you draw me with such esteem;
Even that our affair, be a theme
You arrest me, poetess.
Your lyrical note, though not deserved,
Will in all the years rest, through time, preserved
That I be in your thought, is tribute in itself.
You who owns the heights, lift me...
With every line you breathe, the deeper, I submerse.
That I be a subject of your rhyme,
Makes me a king, in our time.
You arrest me, poetess.
You write me, with emboldened letter,
No one could love this pauper any better.
That you draw me with such esteem;
Even that our affair, be a theme
You arrest me, poetess.
Your lyrical note, though not deserved,
Will in all the years rest, through time, preserved
That I be in your thought, is tribute in itself.
You who owns the heights, lift me...
#admiration
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