Poetry
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I think the universe
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I remember when they…
When their voices turned to
Arms reaching out,
Hands grasping for,
Fingers clawing,
Catching,
Tearing me apart.
Their voices sweet,
Curling into sweet smoke,
Drifting, beckoning –
Forming hands grasping for…
Index finger curling,
Beckoning,
Tearing me apart.
So I tore away,
Tore them all up.
I forced their voices into the dark –
Forced their arms to give break.
No more hands grasping for…
And no more hands to hold.
No more fingers clawing,
Catching,
Tearing,
Curling,
Beckoning,
Tearing me apart.
No more fingers intertwining with mine –
Fingers against blushed cheeks,
Burning cheeks,
Plump with a smile,
Smiling complete joy.
Was that ever real?
Was it forced?
I don’t know what that even is
No more.
That’s not real,
Not a reality.
But it’s okay.
I don’t want,
Don’t even want,
Don’t need that
No more.
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- Written by: mellowood
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Kissing mute the resuscitating sleep to fade;
I contemplate with deep of true love a goddess
Enclosed in some impregnable wall in some place.
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Holding out its beauty unruffled to a cordial summer day:
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- Written by: motherspoem
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Whenever I found sunshine, you always made it rain.
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- Written by: mellowood
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The seed of light entrenched with death,
The dreams evocative and failure imminent
I seek comfort in poetry to rise my spirit high.
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- Written by: mellowood
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The nemesis of Summer o`erthrown,
All his high-praised glory gone in season
Heralding this wintry chill to reign unbounded.
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- Written by: mellowood
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Sighing the reign of Autumn`s breath,
The shrivelled array upon the yellowing turfs
Earn sight true beauty of nature`s worth.
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Youth the panting breath in folly`s best,
Shall blow his horn in honour and not gloom
Ridding perversity for the sake of betterment.
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