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You, Yourself

LunaGreyhawk
Dangerous Mind
United States 19awards
Joined 8th July 2019
Forum Posts: 923

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delanee
Thought Provoker
Belgium 2awards
Joined 13th May 2019
Forum Posts: 27

Rhyme of Betrayal

the chaos in my calm
the stirring in my quiet  
the confusion in my evident
 
all applied
because you lied
leaving me tongue-tied
 
I hope you still taste the tears I cried
Written by delanee
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Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
Tyrant of Words
United States 18awards
Joined 3rd Apr 2019
Forum Posts: 86

PASSAGE OF LIFE

From my heart I open the depth of my mind but from my soul I release my inner spirit as I open the doors to the stairway to the silents of my darkness of who and what I am as a man, but yet from my visions that became images taken from the pages of my lifetime they became my trails and tribulations the real lessons we sometimes have to learn from life but yet from my eyes was the hurt and pain which some came from love and some came from lessons learned from the devils in human skin. But as the feelings became lesser to feel the unseen tears that once fell down my face slowly healed with the passing of time but as I journey travel and walk through the passage of life with its storms that comes with life I not ask question the most highest spiritual soul, as I know he will always be there walking beside me as I walk through the storms with my faith and my trust for he will give me the courage and the strength to stand and walk as a man of skin flesh and blood as a man who has become unchanged because through him I gain my faith and trust.
Written by Stoney223 (WOLF BAY33)
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Jade-Pandora
jade tiger
Tyrant of Words
United States 154awards
Joined 9th Nov 2015
Forum Posts: 5134

In the Time of Fires

The three Furies never kept me guessing;
The seasons, whither, when or why.  
Every year, the protocols of dressing:  
Always the same place, the same time.  
  
The almanac predictions you’d swear by,  
The ice age that nobody felt.  
We knew the sun had gone cold in the sky,  
Then one day things started to melt.  
   
And although the seas rose ever higher,  
The floods and the runoffs, but worse.  
One day came an ominous town cryer  
Who speaks of a harbinger thirst.  
   
To write the unspoken is biblical,  
For it’s all scribed in the past tense.  
Return of the plagues started long ago;  
I’ve no words to say in defense.  
   
The three Furies never kept me guessing;  
The seasons, whither, when or why.  
Nothing compares to betrayal’s blessing  
When faced with white ash from on high.  
   
The time of fires, the time of widows,  
Brings first responders to their knees.  
A host of arches of stained glass windows  
That once was a forest of trees.  
   
Comes a relay of planes with their airdrops,  
This time it’s the difference they make.  
Hardly seen as they look for the hotspots,  
Consumes everything in their wake.  
   
In the distant red smoke-filled horizon,  
The empty frames on empty sites.  
A bright flare up, they seem on an island;  
It looks like will be a long night.  
   
The time of fires, the time of ruin  
That now has a life unending.  
Of an ember that sparks as it blew in
From another pyre ascending.  
 
 
 
 
#ArthurRimbaud
Written by Jade-Pandora (jade tiger)
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summultima
uma
Dangerous Mind
India 34awards
Joined 3rd Feb 2012
Forum Posts: 1331

in search of a love poem [that hangs in walls of silence now,in the dreams of a run past &an endless(?) future]

 
 
worded projectiles  
 
 
[seem a spectacle  
parceled in diligence  
from your dignified  
aristocracies- an  
eternal curfew kingdom
of an eschewed  
eloquence]

 
 
ricochet my severed limbs  
in still strumming dreams  
of streaming rays, a dawn  
 
get bestrewn  
over the nauseating bogged edges  
this noxious blackdermic pool
 
 
there is no more joke or an acrobatic stunt
of an outdated still a full house circus  
in a conservativly compulsive
staged upon  
slapstick comedies
or in an ‘up’lifting  
suspension  
of vertical keratin thrills  
in adrenaline kills
 
nor a boringly essayed response of a mad[wo]man  
 
 
your generosity
in the injected inertness  
works pucca... no wrong  
number in the connected  
dialling  
 
 
'under'stands
your benthic depths in stratified  
word(lessness),  and  
also trapped within them, the  
hard deposited and a bit
of carved out  
‘love’.   Its  
in the  
letting go
in sublime airs  
above all  
 
 
blitzed kamikaze elegies  
thrum in hummed romantic  
melodies
in its stroked finality  
 
 
[of an eternity]
 
 
 
 
Written by summultima (uma)
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drone
Tyrant of Words
Greece 10awards
Joined 3rd Sep 2011
Forum Posts: 2275

Does our journey
through the pain and the torture
the rivers of blood
the sacrifices
that we
and our familys
have endured
down through the ages
does it all
end here
has the silent war
that our ancestors fought
so hard
to keep us alive
to bring us back
from the edge
has it all
been in vain

Slowly we are dieing
one by one
while we remain
scattered on this earth
does it all end
here
in this century
the final closeing of the circle
that haunts us
from the past
where greed and ignorance
once again achives
the destruction of our World
where directed chaos
breaks the bones
of our tatterd dreams
to reunite
different colors
different cultures
to reunite
the one tribe
that will bind us
the one tribe
that will set free
our birth right
the right to be
a Human being


David_Macleod
14397816
Tyrant of Words
United Kingdom 39awards
Joined 5th Nov 2014
Forum Posts: 2983

Love Actually Love

There is a difference
Between knowing you’re loved
And personally feeling loved
And in reality, being loved

Love is a touch
It’s a hand squeeze
It’s a shoulder rubbing
It’s a gentle lifting of your chin
A drying of your eyes
A mopping of your brow
It’s a hug from behind
Unexpected hands round shoulders

Love is a look
You can see it in their eyes
No need to wash the windows
That gentle smile, sometimes
That beaming smile of happiness
Just directed towards you
Love is eye to eye contact
With eyes that smile

Love is a hug
A long and warm hug
Teddy Bear hugs are best
It’s a cuddle
It’s a snuggle
Love is an embrace
Unencumbered by sexual thoughts
love doesn’t equal Lust

Love is a word
Love is a whisper
It’s all about the crack
It’s about conversation
It’s about joking and laughing
Enjoying each others company
Conversing can be serious
But needs the occasional nob gag

Love is not just a feeling
Love is a knowing
Loving is proactive
Never taken for granted
It Cares
It supports
It forgives
Encouraging positive outcomes

Love is a vital fuel
That runs the engine
Motivates avoiding inertia
Running out of fuel can be fatal
A daily top-up is necessary
Without its fuel
Your vehicle becomes
Like a clown car
Bits forever falling off
Until it seizes

Running on vapours
Like working from memories
Is lonely and never good
Love is a tandem
Love requires a pillion passenger
Love is not a dish for one
We all need somebody to love
For those who don’t have anyone
Love becomes dark
It becomes the dark destroyer
Laying waste to its victims

Love is necessary for life itself
Death falls heavily on the unloved
Written by David_Macleod (14397816)
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Lord_Raven
Twisted Dreamer
Namibia
Joined 15th June 2019
Forum Posts: 5

Trepidation

Sometimes ... I am scared to pick up a pen to write...
Sometimes ... My mind is filled with thoughts that question my very existence.
Sometimes ... sometimes ....
I wish...
I wish ... I wish i wasnt the fastest or that lucky spermcell !
I wish I was never produced in a scrotum !
I wish he had worn a condom!
I wish his pull out game was strong that day/night or jerked me off and wiped me off with what i am worth... a toilet paper ... and flushed me down the toilet... cause then...

Cause then... i wouldnt have to deal with this feeling of neever being wanted.
To be alive as the unwanted, the throw away, orphan child... who is...who is ...
(GOSH!!!!)

The castodian of the feeling of inadiquacy.
To not know how it feels to be rejected ... before even being born... an embryo!!!
Feeling not good enough for anyone .
Waking up everyday questioning his own existence..... Feeling like a child of rape ...(in detail) A girl who's innocence is violently taken against her will, screaming and begging , tears streaming in pain and disbelieve an a birth for a new kind of hate and distrust ! He leaves her there ... they find her... He gets arrested and sentenced to life ... she finds out she's with child , her attackers baby , she hates herself and the thing growning inside her, she tries to abort it constanly but fails miserably , and concevieves ... she despises the infant so much she cant even look at it!!! Forces the doctors to get rid of it, adoption ,forster whatever ... A forster home is where he grows not knowing his father or mother...Father doesnt even know he has a child.... At the age of only eleven after havinging experienced abuse from ever home he was ever placed in , he learns his history... can one comprehend such pain ? How does he bare it?
knowing he will always be a disappointment …

Sobbing and feeling sorry for myself at times crying myself to sleep...
Socially awkward and always feeling left out of life...
Afraid to do anything wrong...
Never to have some ones shoulder to cry on … dying inside over and over but getting stronger with time …
will I still know what being human is?
Written by Lord_Raven
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Ely
E.A.Rothwell
Dangerous Mind
Mexico 6awards
Joined 20th May 2018
Forum Posts: 297

So Many Words

Well... ain't that just the beauty of the English Language?
There are so many words... and so many ways to use them, that it is possible to communicate with an extraordinary degree of eloquence.
 
Unfortunately... nowadays... and in spite of our technology... or maybe because of it... a great many of us English speakers have limited experience with the extent of the available vocabulary and cannot conceive of more than one way  
to express an idea.
 
Focus narrows...
Tunnel-vision...  
We grow deaf to the voices of others... and dumb.
Written by Ely (E.A.Rothwell)
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Lyrically_Inclined
Fire of Insight
United States 4awards
Joined 4th Apr 2018
Forum Posts: 48

Fuck Faces

You’re the embodiment of beauty  
That my desire chases
 
The outline of your skin  
My fingernail traces
 
As I explore your body  
To find those hidden places  
 
Searching for that special spot  
That your soul encases
 
We’re in our own universe  
The outside world escapes us  
 
Where my manhood resides  
Your pussy embraces
 
No emptiness inside  
I’ve filled up your spaces
 
From other men in your life  
My presence erases
 
Before you met me  
Your orgasm’s been evasive  
 
Until we reach the precipice  
I put your body through it’s paces
 
At first came the passion  
Then pleasure replaces
 
Next comes the joy
And adrenaline chases
 
Now the tingling sensation  
Through your veins races  
 
But until you reach the release  
That ecstasy unlaces  
 
We don’t care how we look  
Embarrassment is baseless  
 
Enthralled by the feeling  
We both make Fuck Faces
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buddydog
Thought Provoker
United States 6awards
Joined 5th May 2015
Forum Posts: 93

Neptune

They say... you hurt the one you love the most
(But I guess I did)
I just don't know, your memory is like a ghost  
I live with it every day, always touching me  
Something I just can't seem to set free    
(Just set it free)  
   
Yesterday, we were like two shooting stars  
Until we crashed and burned with so many scars  
Today will be tomorrow, tomorrow will be yesterday  
It's been hard but we lived... lived through it anyway  
   
You were my Venus, until the moon’s fray  
Now I’m stranded here on Mars  
Sometimes... I look for you in the stars  
But Saturn just seems to get in the way  
Maybe it wasn’t our time  
I hope Neptune is what you find  
   
With the seasons changing I can’t share my pain  
I couldn’t see you suffer even at my own gain  
Like the eternal binding of intertwined pledge  
Will it be enough to hold me if I get to close to the edge  
   
You were my Venus, until the moon’s fray  
Now I’m stranded here on Mars  
Sometimes... I look for you in the stars  
But Saturn just seems to get in the way  
Maybe it wasn’t our time  
I hope Neptune is what you find
Written by buddydog
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Ely
E.A.Rothwell
Dangerous Mind
Mexico 6awards
Joined 20th May 2018
Forum Posts: 297

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Ely
E.A.Rothwell
Dangerous Mind
Mexico 6awards
Joined 20th May 2018
Forum Posts: 297

Lust and Chocolate

 
I see you lusting after that chocolate
cake...
** ** ** ** **
Just don't let me catch you looking at another woman that way...
Written by Ely (E.A.Rothwell)
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Ahavati
Tams
Tyrant of Words
United States 123awards
Joined 11th Apr 2015
Forum Posts: 16910

Congratulations, iesilence!  A well-deserved win!

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