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OH... Tainted Love!

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RevolutionAL
Alistair Plint
Dangerous Mind
South Africa
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Dammit Woman!

 

Bitter corresponding
fluid brunette
Your lyrics course
impenetrably
from side to side

My cognizance
Resembling
the ravenous
visualization
of us

That twinkling
while
we comprehend
the fracture
collectively

Charming
a dismal

veracity.
Written by RevolutionAL (Alistair Plint)
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_certified_
Sapphire_certified
Strange Creature
Malawi
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Maze of Ambivalences

I was gone with the wind of life
lost to the world
a drop of wine in a sea
never to be salvaged
and tasteless I became

You, one like the rains that fall on a sunny day
I got soaked because of the illusive beauty of the rainbow
dancing to the soft spatter of the droplets
but come tomorrow, I was cradled in my sickbed
beauty of the rainbow vanished with my health

As the petals fall from a once beautiful rose
remember my demise
like the rain soaks the earth
I soaked my pillow with muffled cries and woes
while you dined in my agony

When the fires burns savagely
remember I was pained
like the wood, I waned
warming your bed of lies
afraid to let go of the illusion

Amidst the storm
remember my poor heart
that tried to turn to stone
every time I laid in your bed
cuddled by the lies you wove
scented by the sweet nothings of your empty promises

As you experience day and night
remember what we used to be
with beauty and glory
the beauty of atmospheric phenomenon
forgotten with dread of emerging harsh gales

And as day and night comes
while the fire smolders
storms come
I relate to the broken pieces within
and broken I remain
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Layla
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Flies

It’s no coincidence I defend the past
worn around my neck like an amulet
dug like a piece of rare archeological
symbol with chewed nails, through
layers of rage, grudge, hunger
searching for an atonement, penance
which is not mine nor yours to claim.

The flies circle, buzzing
around the rotting flesh
suspended in the air
“The past is for the dead.”
he tells me, whipping me
three more times
for her mistakes.

I preserve you, in me, whole complete
-ly unholy. Safe like a child of universe
undisturbed by undercurrent’s gloom
These bones you caress so tenderly
beneath the dark side of Iris, rising
are not part of our history, nor dogma
of two crossed lovers of Rumi’s.

“The past is for the dead.”
He tells me , kissing me
three more times
for his own mistakes.
The flies circle, buzzing
around the rotting flesh
suspended in the air.


Taking my breath away.
Written by Layla
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ReggiePoet
Reggie
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Eyes Astray

eyes astray
come what may
cheat on her
wrath incur
now my ex
angry sex
showing skin
lure me in
venge adept
intercept
testicles
accessible
teeth on glans
no more a man
Written by ReggiePoet (Reggie)
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Miss_Sub
- Missy -
Tyrant of Words
United Kingdom
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Catharsis

I’d not
listened to our music  
since it happened  
 
couldn’t do it  
didn’t feel right  
other excuses  
 
but my room was empty  
my room was empty  
as I sat  
thinking  
of everything after.  
 
The song confessed  
a wealth of memories  
 
a blood-letting of prophecy  
as madness dissipated  
replacing old love with new:  
 
the measure  
of your smile.
Written by Miss_Sub (- Missy -)
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Jade-Pandora
jade tiger
Tyrant of Words
United States
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Like No Other Love

I sprint away from him
To take the chance at last,
The night is cool and dim
Sidewalk of overcast.

It shoots up through my seams
And jars within my brain,
I'm silent in my screams
He loved to hear the pain.

And did all that he could
And told me what he'd do
No matter if I would
Believe in what I knew.

Obeying every want
I never satisfied
His dark sadistic haunt
Would threaten if I lied.

To hunt me like a dog
His little trophy slut,
Not worthy of his 'love',
A litany of faults

For everyone to hear
All through the neighborhood,
There was no other one
He claimed who had his heart.

Was like no other love  
He'd given just to me.
And even though I stayed
In hopes that he might feel,

Remembering the past
The way it used to be,
It disappeared so fast
When soon the threats to me.

The mental torture came
When he would leave each day,
And lock me in to tame
His little runaway.  

With places where he hid
The fetish things he plied
Upon my nakedness,
No clothes did he abide.

While I was kept inside
My mind would start to bend,
Until he would return
For it to start again.

The layers of my scars
Not only to my skin
To bow, the cage's bars
A thing that it lived in.

Without a name, a soul
I had just one more try
Determined in my goal
Before there was no time

The truck's glare of its light,
My hair flew as I streaked
As he turned up the drive
When he came down the street.

Its high beams showed the slave
That no one ever sees
Had broken from his rage
To live free as she flees.

And as I disappeared,
I heard his howling rant
That echoed in the night,
Became his vocal chant:

"There is no other one
I've claimed who has my heart
Is like no other love
I've given just to you!"
Written by Jade-Pandora (jade tiger)
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Layla
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love will drag us to hell

I watched you circle mounds of feathery ashes with nicotine laced fingers
thirteen long winters, under the red moon. The sea did not part in the love-
bed-divide. The crows stopped chattering out of boredom of colors,
the bedroom walls collapsed-in-wayward.  Knowing love will drag us to hell.

You don’t get much sleep, do you darling?
With all those ghosts hanging around the ceilling, fascinated by the monotony
sooner or later out of habit we’ll lace the arrows with sex and choc-a-late,
tossing rules of Sun-tzu in the air.  Passing withered sentiments and half-
hearted chuckle.  Knowing love will drag us to hell.

Please pardon the cynic in me as we sit here pondering,
which one of us will survive this eternity.  
A beautiful chaos of misconstrued words, tangled and knotted
lined in perfect symmetry of love gesture on everything broken, before
the bastard sun rises again.  knowing this love of ours will drag us to hell.
Written by Layla
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toniscales
Lost Girl
Fire of Insight
United States
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Never Be

(written for Minerva's "Lost Love" competition)

first time I saw you
I knew I’d love you forever
because I knew I’d loved you before

I was certain you’d haunt my days
swallow my nights

you once seemed to love me back
but you grew cruel
in words and actions

still the only thing that has ever
felt right in this life
was being with you

you made the me without you
intolerable
when before the me alone  
had been bearable

once you sat playing guitar
I held onto you from behind
as if you were saving my life
you probably weren't there with me at all

but I couldn't move
couldn't stop touching
feeling you
I’d never known
burning perfection
completion

I yearned to cry in your absence
because in some way
it brought you closer to me

decades have passed
yet you still haunt my dreams
as if you hold my soul-strings
in your hands

sometimes I sit
and realize you are breathing
at this very moment
I shiver

and live for the day
you lead me back home
into the safety and rightness
of your body
your soul

forever

please
sweet love
come back to me
Written by toniscales (Lost Girl)
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toniscales
Lost Girl
Fire of Insight
United States
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For He Who Cannot Be Named

I.

You just vanished. Not a reason,
nor a simple good-bye.

The clock ticks and ticks.

The maddening quiet of this house
plays havoc with my head.
I would go outside no more
than I would stick my hand in a flame.

In you, I have lost a son,
a lover, a husband, but no one
has been able to find your body.

I don't know where to mourn you.
There is no headstone.
Only my computer, where it all began.

I know it was nothing from the first,
but just leaving... I bite hard
on my bottom lip so the tears
will not come.

The clock ticks and ticks.

II.

I was a child once.
There was this man married
to my mother but he hated me
for some reason. I loved him
and ached for him to love me
back.

I waited for my father to pick
me up sometimes. Sometimes he
wouldn't show.

But I waited and waited.

My hands shake and I try not to sob.
I don't want to wait anymore.
Please, no more waiting.

III.

Please, I don't know what to do
with myself anymore. Write me,
please, just tell me why you left,
just give me a reason.

Show me you know
what the word "mercy" means.

Let the police find your body
so I can look upon it one last time,
knowing it is you, that you
are slowly fading to dust.
Written by toniscales (Lost Girl)
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toniscales
Lost Girl
Fire of Insight
United States
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Just the Sight

Just the sight of your hands
Dusted with hair
Made me want to cry
Your crooked teeth in a beautiful mouth
I would try and swipe at with my tongue
Your face so lovely and boyish
I wanted to kiss and lick your eyelids
Their doll like lashes
You were lost and had been
Abandoned by your mother
I wanted to save you and take you into me
But every girl did
And haunted by just your naked collarbone
And wanting to lock my mouth
On your Adam's apple
The look of you in clothes
I wanted to rip from your body
As I forced you against a wall
Your cock that tasted like the sea
When my stepfather would take us sailing
In choppy waters, the boat listing
To where my sandalled feet were scrambling
For purchase and how he laughed at our slippery fear
And there was the same harrowing danger in you
The threat of fatality
A sense of impossible drowning
Your breathing softly crafting my agony
As you looked past me
To the bed where I'd just ridden you
In a violent tossing storm
Within our sad forlorn little hotel room
And silently gathered your things.
Written by toniscales (Lost Girl)
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Jade-Pandora
jade tiger
Tyrant of Words
United States
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HEADLINES

1

Witchcraft in a Bowie song;
David really laid 'em long.

Smooth as bourbon served up neat,
Favorite way, without the ice,

From a cut lead crystal glass,
While I sit to rest my feet.

Just got Dixie cups, that’s nice;
It’s okay, they got more class.

Super 8 Motel, room six
Somewhere in the 'bama sticks,

Right off of the Interstate,
Where the boyfriend couldn't wait.

But I beat him to the punch.
Caught them fixin' to have lunch

In the middle of the night!
Had me fixin' for a fight....*


2
Kickin' back across the bed,
TV starin’ back at me.

Nuthin' runnin' through my head
'Cept the sight of crimson flow;

Where it’s from and where it goes,
Scattered sequins 'cross the floor.

Dragged her out back to the drain,
Through the mud after the rain.

Wasn't feelin' no more pain--
There’s the bin I left her in.

‘Snot a puzzle, thousand piece,
‘Why the chainsaw?’, come a’gin?

Boyfriend nekked, on the fly,
Didn't even say good-bye.

Left behind his cellular.
Cut her 'cross the jugular

Usin' just a butter knife.
Headlines read, "HE LEFT HIS WIFE"....*


3
Although Major Tom is gone,
We had our one wedding song.

You were my Ziggy Stardust
Till one day turned to scrap rust.


I still hear David Bowie,
Just like he's singin' to me.




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art of misery

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this is a very impressive poem love it

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Ravenskraft
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very good piece of work

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Ravenskraft
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yes i like this poem. very cleaver piece

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