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Grace
Grace
Idryad
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23.11.2020
7.21pm
#NoPoo

and I looking out of the window
find comfort in the shroud
of twilight that hide my loneliness
conscious thoughts before slumber
I miss You
talk to me
again


summultima
summultima
uma
Dangerous Mind
India
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#NoPoo/ 12/ 23112020/ 23:40:34
::haunting mausoleums of a struck-over castaway past, in an irredeemable burial for best::




rinsing~ sunglare irises
illumine as miniature~ bubbling
suns of a sinless innocence
in multiplying- the stardust
in Brownian swims..

they effortlessly
run past the speeding
'highways' abuzz.. roads- neither
in signs of a slowing down patience
nor in boldening splash of even
a slightly hearty tinge of
any inborne artistry...


mere an endless black edifice
of a rolling flat open~ declarative
monotony of paid carriages
to stuffed~ cabin destinations  
of numbered cells & tight
appointments of constant
(control) times...


but this time.. it's
a divine bird in the freefalling ..
an unshackling higher ride to
the precipice of a freshly atop
breathing pure.. an Everest
summit in the
calling magic..

patchy corner eyes (feel
shrilly chilly flowy pierce from
the involuntarily springing in
oozy~ lengthening blotty threads
of a teary epical verse in an almost
evaporative glassy~ glisten spread
of an indelibly chaotic a molten~
metallic wet~ dry merging
undifferenced riot...

that)
in each
whipping swish up & down
blink, sings in kaleidoscopic
blooms- a wheeling melange
of emotional whirring pitches
-in dominant stormy tones
of an unsaid melancholy..


yes. it was over.

that dreaded space & the ghosted self
once in grippy possession of this vulnerable
vessel & channeling in bodied~ mind

that which tirelessly in beastly bouts
of a beating atorn severed flesh hung up like
holed innumerous & fading anaemic
pathetically streetclad fashionable
denim.. weighing down from  
a bearing tumultuous raging animal
mind of hypnosis from inner ghoul
hungering blown to monstrous
sky high killer appetites in the
dangerous unleashing  .. that

was simply just beyond self.
.


as eyes drink in the chimney smokiness
of lonely highway tea shops in steamy cups
.. the butterflying curiosity of a regenerate mind
in the unaware healing & in an awakening to teas..

perhaps is in a rocketing traverse
of lightyears ahead..now.. this dewly~
newly now in the making.. that

feels the approaching warmth & familiar
airs of a nostalgic nativeness in envelope


h o m e  





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AspergerPoet56
AspergerPoet56
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Ugly Arsonist (NoPoo 13)

a fragile mind
monsters playing deep inside
striking their matches
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poet Anonymous

24.11.2020

turn around and piss

there's two ways
always
to douse
that little fire
'fore it burns down
the house

One-
throw out that
what smoulders outside
of its place
or
the shortest way -
turn around
and piss on it

unless you're doing either
that piece of burning
from the  past
will eat out
not only your present
but every moment
of your future

baggage, we all carry
hard to discard
but discard you must
lest you're comfortable
with a life
inflamed...





summultima
summultima
uma
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rudrathaandavam

rudrathaandavam
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#NoPoo/ 13/ 24112020/ 22:36:00

lepperochan
lepperochan
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#NoPoo 18:45

Of hills and mountains

ask Eddie
how much he's paid
for the starbucks coffee on his desk
and if that's the only reason
he hasn't thrown the receipt away

ten to one he'll tell you about a path
up a steep-as-fuck mountain
where a few low lamps
show a thick fog inhale slightly,
to entice travellers  
t'wards its velvet throat

Bluevelvete
Bluevelvete
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11/24/2020. 2:02pm EST

I am blinded
by the sheer dazzling brilliance
a fortuitous dalliance
or maybe a cosmically planned date
perhaps a serendipitous fate...
all
of
these
circumstances
leading
me
directly
to
.
.
.
.
you.



#NoPoo

SweetKittyCat5
SweetKittyCat5
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NOPOO #1 (11-24-20)

Bluevelvete
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dream

11/24/2020 5:35pmEST    
 
The taste    
of skin,    
electrified sin    
devilish hands    
unfurl,  
releasing;   
passionate desires,    
wildly   
increasing;    
Otherworldly    
pleasures,   
a driving need    
a cherished treasure;    
traveling through    
all space and time    
forever new;    
a gently held breath,    
knowing    
survival is nil,    
lost in obsidian eyes    
always and still;    
"Take me"    
unspoken words    
their essence    
permeates    
unseen,    
silent screaming    
"I'm yours"    
another    
hush'd    
whispered    
dream    
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
#NoPoo
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Grace
Grace
Idryad
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25.11.2020
7.47am
#NoPoo
I missed a day
I was away
had the eye-op
You stayed up
to know the Dr diagnosis
I didn't stay up for you last night
eye needed darkness

Sigh
look out of window
bright day
hurts the eye
if I can trade it...

AspergerPoet56
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Her Mystery (NoPoo 14)

her mystery is
the beautiful unknown soul
we simply drown in
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Grace
Grace
Idryad
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25.11.2020
6.24pm
be careful out there
a canoe can be unstable

Used to it Grace
don't worry
a couple of friends
coming over
still, be careful
if you are out canoeing now
time to come home
my day was too bright
I'm glad night is falling
dawn where you are


lepperochan
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The Poetcast Project: Episode 8 - A Joshing Poets Soul (DUP Official Podcast)

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Hullo

Gabriel (souladareatease) passed away peacefully on Wednesday the 18th of November I will miss him terribly. he was one helluva human being.

you can read his poetry here:

https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems-by/souladareatease/


Writhe
Blush of midnight sun
burned and bloomed
under her loving gaze

a statuesque Rembrandt
outlined shadows define
forms of lust, wagging tongue

her form, rose as ethereal goddess
lit by kiss and glittering stars
where every arch accentuated looms

strength within beauty supersedes all
under gold chains cradling naked breast
a feathered foot of slim demure

Their enrapt nature twist like snakes
writhing now by firelight
two tongues wrestle, lush and mighty

flames glow to pearl-set stomach
her round perfection tear-drop, enticing
moans escape revealing hidden hunger  

bricks for foundations lust flicker on and off
shouldered by Samsons given strength
his eyes alive, wild like and allure

skin sizzles between their sight
sung as birds of ruby throated nature
touch becomes the only sense for complete

braised bodies accepting praise shimmers
wetted tongues devour lush landscapes
every fingerprint taken stealing home

a shaft of light devoured, a home of security, deliverance
as again the snakes writhe for quest of pearl
songs of heavens sigh take hold with release







may he rest in peace.

Grace
Grace
Idryad
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A song in Time

longing to be
besides you
sing you a song
plucked from heart's vine
stars on music chords

eyes open wide
arms and kisses
circle of safeness
hummed within the song
tenderness

misted eyes
songs choked
on melancholic
throats closed
in tears

floating
on rippled ponds
discarded paper
gold circles broken
thrown.


Written by Grace (Idryad)
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Rededicated

misted eyes
songs choked
on melancholic
throats closed
in tears


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