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dizzzzzzy
616
616
Poem Published
Yesterday 7:50pm
Yesterday 7:50pm
As long as u pretend to be a stranger
I can pretend to treat u as one.
#TimeHeals
#respect
23 reads
6 Comments
dizzzzzzy
616
616
Poem Published
10th Nov 2019 5:17pm
10th Nov 2019 5:17pm
My little finger
I wear it everyday
#identity
#angels
#dragons #luck
#dragons #luck
29 reads
5 Comments
dizzzzzzy
616
616
Poem Published
9th Nov 2019 9:12am
9th Nov 2019 9:12am
tap
I could hear your thoughts
As I tried not to stare
The vortex of you
Drawing my curiosity in
Something personal
For our eyes only
So shhhhhhh.
As I tried not to stare
The vortex of you
Drawing my curiosity in
Something personal
For our eyes only
So shhhhhhh.
#admiration
#respect
33 reads
5 Comments
Unbeknownst
PIGGY
PIGGY
Poem Published
9th Nov 2019 2:31am
9th Nov 2019 2:31am
I MISS YOU, MIA
My heart was torn to shreds
Seeing your old messages telling me you miss me burst me into tears
You said you're coming back
But tis been 2 years, my friend. Where are you now?
I re-read our old conversations
I'm missing the vibe, your old corny jokes
I'm missing our friendship..
I'm missing you so much that it hurts
I regret the time when I rarely spoke to you
I never knew that you needed me that time
I didn't know that...that was your last message
I didn't know you're leaving...
I feel helpless and hopeless ...
Seeing your old messages telling me you miss me burst me into tears
You said you're coming back
But tis been 2 years, my friend. Where are you now?
I re-read our old conversations
I'm missing the vibe, your old corny jokes
I'm missing our friendship..
I'm missing you so much that it hurts
I regret the time when I rarely spoke to you
I never knew that you needed me that time
I didn't know that...that was your last message
I didn't know you're leaving...
I feel helpless and hopeless ...
#friendship
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0 Comments
dizzzzzzy
616
616
Poem Published
8th Nov 2019 6:49pm
8th Nov 2019 6:49pm
the inbetween
Heartless and numb
There is no you and me
Only the inbetween
Oh and this screen
They say I'm callous and mean
Yeah, ...
I can be
There is no you and me
Only the inbetween
Oh and this screen
They say I'm callous and mean
Yeah, ...
I can be
#curse
44 reads
6 Comments
Unbeknownst
PIGGY
PIGGY
Poem Published
30th Oct 2019 5:13am
30th Oct 2019 5:13am
YOUR SMILE
It all started with your beautiful smile
Your smile that enraptured my soul and heart
Your smile that sparkles all the way from Morocco
Your smile that brought hope and happiness to my life
I can't imagine how that one smile could make this heart pound so hard
Your lips that smirks melts my fragile heart
And your eyes that is so angelic to see
Makes me feel like I'm in heaven
But not everything is about your smile
It's about your wit and humor as well
I love how loquacious and entertaining you are
I love the thrill...
Your smile that enraptured my soul and heart
Your smile that sparkles all the way from Morocco
Your smile that brought hope and happiness to my life
I can't imagine how that one smile could make this heart pound so hard
Your lips that smirks melts my fragile heart
And your eyes that is so angelic to see
Makes me feel like I'm in heaven
But not everything is about your smile
It's about your wit and humor as well
I love how loquacious and entertaining you are
I love the thrill...
#love
#admiration
55 reads
0 Comments
Layla
Poem Published
27th Oct 2019 4:43am
27th Oct 2019 4:43am
Numerology
They had lived a good life.
Together.
In love, before they knew the words, the acceleration, the rush, the declaration to the sun, the moon and the stars.
It had come easily, slowly, softly, like tipper tapper of the rain on the tin roof and a pot of hot soup tricking drop by drop hushing the heat to stop the burn but through the storms and the calms they danced to the sound of two heartbeats echoing each other.
Love in its simplest form nestled in ritualism and traditions.
One day,
She found a lump on her left breast.
Another day,
He suffered a...
Together.
In love, before they knew the words, the acceleration, the rush, the declaration to the sun, the moon and the stars.
It had come easily, slowly, softly, like tipper tapper of the rain on the tin roof and a pot of hot soup tricking drop by drop hushing the heat to stop the burn but through the storms and the calms they danced to the sound of two heartbeats echoing each other.
Love in its simplest form nestled in ritualism and traditions.
One day,
She found a lump on her left breast.
Another day,
He suffered a...
#death
#universe
#mystery
80 reads
4 Comments
Razzerleaf
Poem Published
25th Oct 2019 9:58pm
25th Oct 2019 9:58pm
Apprenticeship
It is by far the biggest document I have, too large to fit in the flame proof box they insisted I bought. I often wondered why it was so big, perhaps it was to match the four years of training that lead to the final signatures. It was such a proud day.
We were in the boardroom, the best china was on the trolley and the tea had been scalded next to a plate of posh biscuits. Dad was well prepared, he had set fire to his nasal hair with a small party candle and used half a styptic pencil on his, over-zealous shaving cuts. A Brylcreem bounce set off his best blue suit and he had spent...
We were in the boardroom, the best china was on the trolley and the tea had been scalded next to a plate of posh biscuits. Dad was well prepared, he had set fire to his nasal hair with a small party candle and used half a styptic pencil on his, over-zealous shaving cuts. A Brylcreem bounce set off his best blue suit and he had spent...
#prose
37 reads
2 Comments
deepthreat1490
Poem Published
23rd Oct 2019 00:20am
23rd Oct 2019 00:20am
A young man who is trying to find a female friend
In a world full of wicked, diseased, and corrupted people there are always few good individuals that way out the bad who is different than everyone else. His name is Rodriguez, Rodriguez was the quiet type and only opens up to the ones that he comfortable with. During the four years in high school was terrible due to a bad reputation he had and he insecure about what people might think. After graduating high school he literally did not want to have anything to do with his classmates let along the school. Rodriguez was a baby in the world and starting to dating online. He met a woman who he...
#women
#friendship
#MovingOn
29 reads
0 Comments
dizzzzzzy
616
616
Poem Published
22nd Oct 2019 12:18pm
22nd Oct 2019 12:18pm
My apology
I didn't mean to come off like a jerk
Not recognizing someone
And them not calling it to my attention.
My bad
It's just been one of those days , weeks, years, where I just gave up and don't care about that much. Always lost with thoughts in my head.
It was nothing against you
It gotten to the point I don't look at people instead I look right through them.
Sorry if u were offended
Not recognizing someone
And them not calling it to my attention.
My bad
It's just been one of those days , weeks, years, where I just gave up and don't care about that much. Always lost with thoughts in my head.
It was nothing against you
It gotten to the point I don't look at people instead I look right through them.
Sorry if u were offended
#respect
118 reads
9 Comments
dizzzzzzy
616
616
Poem Published
21st Oct 2019 3:58pm
21st Oct 2019 3:58pm
Slowly
Finding out.
Who I am
Strange
How come I don't know
Who I am
And how does everyone know
But me
And if u know
Why you don't tell me
Then maybe I would act accorrdingly
Why was I there? ....As I scream back to the void WHERE?
Retracing your steps? How the hell do I do that? Just saying. I can't even retrace my own steps. Let alone yours. Sheesh!
Your self defense script is weak. I'm not stalking you. At all.
Sure I got your back. Sistah
(Yet biologically I have no sisters)
...
Who I am
Strange
How come I don't know
Who I am
And how does everyone know
But me
And if u know
Why you don't tell me
Then maybe I would act accorrdingly
Why was I there? ....As I scream back to the void WHERE?
Retracing your steps? How the hell do I do that? Just saying. I can't even retrace my own steps. Let alone yours. Sheesh!
Your self defense script is weak. I'm not stalking you. At all.
Sure I got your back. Sistah
(Yet biologically I have no sisters)
...
#respect
104 reads
12 Comments
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