Atoosa Kourosh
Atoosa Kourosh
Oct 15, 2016

Lost in Paradise
Purgatory without you
Come to my rescue

Danielle L Cook
Danielle L Cook
2 days ago

cross my heart and hope to die
without a trace and no goodbye
I'll leave you gaping with a hole in your chest
I stole the one thing you gave freely and yet
woefully in denial you scrape up whats left
which wont be much as I took all you had
you search and search but
you're always two steps back
you stop and remember how I use to laugh
how I use to kiss you and stare into your eyes
if only, you say, you had known they were lies
cross your heart and hope to die
you vow to find me or perish trying

The Con Artist of the Heart's Pov
(Inspired by the new TV Show Impostors)
#love   #heart   #fake   #break   #false   #search   #show   #tv   #con   #impostors  

I spent a long lonely year exactly where I wanted to be,
I'm not sure where, but It was out upon a cold black sea,
I let my emotions run so far I thought they would fall of the earth,
but to my intrigue they didn't, and I was able to continue my search.
How far I traveled I have no idea, how long I was a away I'll never know,
But on my vessel I found a friend, he could be famous now in a sideshow.
I don't remember how I got back...I don't remember if I got back,
but something inside me changed, my heart's now a lighter shade of black.

But know its time, time to return, because I cannot lie to myself anymore,
I spent many days looking at my old home even if it was just a distant star.

#friend   #earth   #gone   #missing   #search   #return   #vessel  

Down which streets do you seek for a flown happiness.
In which trees do you look for this little bird when escaped.
To which shop do you go to find another.
How can you leave off searching, when over the next hill,
You can hear your little one singing
                           ^^^^^

amme
Jan 21

Staring at the cold weather through the window,
think of all the ways I can win dough.

Every idea.. BINGO! But my two cents don't pay the rent though.

And I cant eat my thoughts for food so I'm stuck in limbo.
That's a food for thought that fucked up my credentials,
Because they kept offering me a penny for my thoughts until I said I was bruised and scarred so they gave me time off for being "mentally unstable".
If I tell them I'm not, I have to go back to my job of making my way to the hell hole but what choice do I got when It's either that or keep playing the role of scapegoat.

It's driving me insane and the pills I pop wont make the pain go. Meanwhile my stairway to heaven is literally blocked by my guardian angel.

So finally I have found you ,
just a like a dawn to it’s dew,
I don’t know where do you live or
what you do ,
but I have hopes that together in life we’ll glue .

You have came just when the movie has started ,
so you never would miss a scene or gleans ,
you’ll know me all someday and
if it seem worthy , maybe just stay .

I don’t ask for much
but just a soul’s touch ,
I promise I won’t try to clutch
rather I would I be glad I came across you in this lively search .

These letters that no one else will ever read
I hope you will with creed ,
be free and welcome to this unusual breed,
Together we are planting a seed .

This poem was originally a on spot written poem I wrote for the people that are subscribed to my poetry newsletter .  It was kinda based on idea that thank you for tuning in and I hope we just grow together here and along in life . The poem name was seed because I felt that I was developing and nurturing something .  I hope you enjoy reading this and make sure you leave  a feedback it's the best thing to read and if you would like to receive a letter just message me .
#first   #time   #together   #touch   #letter   #search   #promise   #welcome   #seed   #dew  

I've always been on this journey
Of floating with words.
Looking for you
I travelled across the
Sacred skies of many hearts,
Forming and breaking constellations
With the language of my ribcage.
For a thousand years
I walked through the veins of love
Wondering about the face
Of your virgin mind.
Your were the white heads
Of those tulips
I held each morning before smelling
Your absence inside them.
A constant search, still going on
As all the words of my poem
Keep running towards your smile.
Just answer me with your hands
Will you be my muse?

#love   #poems   #muse   #inspiration   #longing   #search  

I am in search of some beautiful spot
Where I can pour,share my love a lot
Beauty should hold me in bosom knot
In ocean of life I need a proper yacht

Pleasure is on the other side of ocean
Treasure to be searched with the sun
Who is mine my love less you none
My sweetheart let me take you to run

High mountains invite to touch sky
My passion and nature make me fly
In love embrace I just want to cry
I wish I love you but I fear I may die

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2016 Golden Glow

#in   #of   #search  
requiEM
requiEM
Jan 4

Maybe I stay awake so late because I like the quiet
Maybe I love dark colors because my whole soul is violet
Maybe I love warm food because my heart needs warmth and kindness
Maybe I'm searching for something because I usually find less

#love   #of   #rhyme   #late   #lol   #kindness   #warmth   #kind   #search   #violet  
 
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