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Just Alex Oct 2018
You are so **** pretty
I just want to say
That you manage to charm me
Every single day
With your bronze skin
And caramel eyes
Your short hair
And irresistable smile
Your lips so plump
I want bite when I kiss
Your full *******
And thick hips
Every part of you could be a poem
And every word you say a verse
But I could never do it justice
Less so when you smile at me
and play with my hair
I feel fuzzy when I touch you
And my lips crack a smile
I want to stick to you forever
Your hugs are so **** warm
And lock our hands together
When our fingers intertwine
They seem to match eachother
One made for the others grasp
And I want to trap time in a bottle
That my love for you may never die
But I´ll settle for a poem
Titled with my toughts for you when you ask me
"Why are you looking at me like that?"
I am at peace
Grasping gatherin"
Marble extracted pieces

Dust all over deep  ye
shallow crevices  cry
A white dove's  fly
free of sorrow

I'd love to seal a millionth
tears on your lips kiss my farewell

I am the deep Space
I am the Brahman
I am the fine firmament
You are all best
Such is the truth

I am blood flesh body consciousness
Such is the Truth

I am the firmament
Go down on fantasy
Burn your fleshy
Languish fingers
And see where they land

Into the neverland anythin" is
Laying the sea **** as it were
A forest's tapestry ready
Finally
To recall the roll over
The magic Moss
and the razor sharp
entwined stares are infatuated
entirely, submerged in carnal
Pleasures and driftin" as
Smooth as our palms
explore the desired
Softness
Surfaces
Flowerin" as
Transcient
Shapes of heavenly
waves
wavin"
Shape shifti'n
Shinin' within our legendary
Black holes of perception

Rays fall exposed to the
Light
Acoustic fractures resemble
Ray's glimmerin' under
Undulated  brilliancies

Hey you, painter, a wordsmith of a happy fiddle tunes
All over the the land, ripe harry hills, bush berries and burgundy
Grow infinitesimal promises

Step aside for a while, apparitions of your wildest abstractions
Mean nothin" Come and take my breath away by the hand
And swim me to Swimmers' simmerin'

Endless Time is a ****** illusion
A Reckless hope drivin"
Without a licence

Ricochet
Toughts
Trickle
Riot rascals
And ******* concortions
Emanate radiant embarassed
Spirallin" shy blushes
To hide and die of this word: Anguish

I'd swallow the swell day
I'd let you know your golden and crimson
Violet
Deep Thoughts of Goodness

Precious precious Indigo
Ageless darlin'

Step a bit further
And see it (for) yourself
Eruptions
Coolin" within
The open space spiced
Dee light danger liasons

Ferocious I'm borne
Ferocious I give off
The light

I dye
I diamond you
I die dao the way up to you into the uncountable fervored Future

I burn I burn

I am the Sun
And the stars and the galaxies
I am The earth
I am the forest the mountains
I am the lake
Call me a fake
And mockin" will explode
Around your sweet grinin" face

Do not agree that we only read
Some make bread with sour cream
Some make cookies with a bit of green
Some throw flat stones upon the mild surfaces seen

Mirrorin" their minor inspirations tryin" to put others down
Hey, here is your crown! Bittersweet! Clown!

Clovers
Piment
Flowers
Horns
Thorns
Ageless
Aureolas
Borne

Scented oils linger in a sanguine air
Upon your tangible surrender
I fall and kiss your kiss

Rivers run wild flowering seeds
Rivers carry them to Toward n" a while deeds
Within cosmic symphonies by Oceanic all blueness

Blatant and Blissful
Ponds dormir

This all comes and goes
like ripples    
Upon the jade pond
This comes and voes like a vessel
Transports all beings

All beings engage in their essence
Liberated


While the noble sage
Disillussions own Self:

Subtle and ethereal body

This I am
This I am not










The wise
The names
The forms
The invisible
The intangible
They do Keep on goin'
Manure for the soul body mind.
Manure for the truthful seekers.
Major influence by Deepak Chopra.
Minor influence by the truth which lies in each and every one of us.
Hope you enjoyed the conducted narrative. Take for granted only what you percieve to be (your) Truth. This is poetry! This does and doesn"t speak of love. Tho" it aims to divine blissful revelations.
rodney webbe Oct 2014
Walking through the hall ways through  the park through the streets no one says anything.. nothing.. look around and ask can't i be happy?

everyone else is happy free from shackles that bind there heart  but the shackles on mine forever tightening squeezing like a nuse  around the neck of the Lonely falling into this world after pleading for help but left alone to the point of not having anyone to turn to. Broken  standing on the pedestal looking around screaming out to the world can't i be happy.

The golden pestastal they stand on they feel like the spot lights on them  for once everyone looking at them they feel like the false idols that we so sheepishly adore the ones that cause us to be unfaithful to the ones that we love and most care about the idols that scream about killing men and women our fellow brothers and sisters with the movement of a finger...

one finger....

it can causes so much pain just like one step. One step off of that golden pedestal that causes the world around to crumble into nothingness  The same pain that's felt from the slip of of a finger caused with one step...

One step..

Now imagine if we were to take that one inch that one step backwards to take the time to look at our fellow brothers and sisters to ask are you ok? Can I help you? Do you need  to talk... to care for someone else as much as you care for yourself to look at someone and say I'm going to make there day today.

But it's to hard to do that. All anyone needs to do is decide. How they'll take there next step.

#sweetlies
Stardust Sep 2015
Between day and night
my thoughts are dreaming themselves to you.
Blurry colors
a sky in pastel.
Toughts
are spinning around.
Confused.
About this hopeless hope.
beleaguering my heart.
beleaguering my mind.
ajit peter May 2016
In a world expecting perfect
I do have a few defect
Am not a gadget
Emotions and life has its effect

Impulsive actions iam imperfect
Failed a few times toughts defect
Mistakes in life doth reflect
In society a neglect

A life being imperfect
Accepting the defect
Let go of the neglect
With love and care to reflect

Life perfect in imperfect
The bad world





If you walk in a road



If you want someone to help



Asking him for address



He may answer you with bless



The most looking with soreness



He thought that you are bad Dishonest



He saw you are the worst



Or he might be avaricious.



He was worry to say welcome



As he counted with small thing



He might tie his hands



Not to be enter in his sinus



He may be poor and had nothing .



But he must had the hoping



And big smile as it was said



Smile at me and I want nothing.



He might be a thief and plan badly



He wanted to steal you even your money is needed













the toughts of the worst increased .
thebad thoughts iincreased on these days
nisha soliyha Jul 2016
we don't speak no more,
except for in my dreams you're there.
we don't see each other no more,
except for in my memories you're there.
we don't care no more,
except for secretly in my heart, for you i care.

you in my mind, kept me up at night.
the cause of my everyday sleepless nights.
the toughts of you as i hug my pillow tight.
makes me miss you more, nothing ever feels right.

your smile have always made me shy.
making butterflies flap their wings in my tummy, that's no lie.
you look at me, eyes sparkle right at me.
i wish you'd see how mine did too,
as i bashfully looked away slowly.

if ever you know what's going on in my mind,
and what i have for you in my heart.
Lucia C Mar 2019
My head is full with toughts
                                      of you,
Your touch I feel it still,
                       your kisses too.
I wish that all would stay
                                   like this.
Not more, not less, just simple
                                    Bliss.
Rizka hafizoh Jan 2016
All of your words i still remember,
All the sweet toughts you told me,
All the lies you said,
All the scars that you made,
But i still fall for you with the broken pieces of my heart.

You might not remember me, but i still remember the way you breathe.
miracle Apr 2019
Creations. Delete
Friends. Delete
Toughts. Delete
Feelings. Delete
Life. Delete
Ariel Taverner Sep 2013
my thoughts
my infinity thoughts
grasp
grasp at my soul
and tear it apart

my thoughts
my infinity toughts
wrench
wrench at my soul
and tear it apart

my thoughts
my infinity thoughts
tear
tear at my soul
and destroy me

my thoughts
my infinity thoughts
grasp my soul
and tear it away from sanity
Sometimes people get so worked up in their own thoughts that they over think things and condemn their sanity to hell
Annie Feb 2019
My mind got wrapped into a spell
Entwisted by two hands
And slowly, my resistance fell
Into a man’s presence

My toughts began to twist and spin
Into thin fingers touch
And faster, I’m entangling
Into a frantic clutch

Out of two dark, abyssal eyne
I drew new force and energy
And realised I can’t decline
A kind of curiousity

And fled myself into a vibe
Both flustering and soothing
Until I found myself beside
A control I confide
Pauline Morris Mar 2016
Tired of the toughts, tired of the fight
The drugs win out again to night
Please don't look, I'm such a frightful sight

At lest I didn't give in
To those haunting voices again
I guess I can count that as a win

Now I'll just lay here feeling nothing but numb
In my cranium there starts a hums
That soon turns into sounds of drums

That will soon lure me to sleep
So my secrets I can keep
With the drugs I can bury them deep
c Dec 2014
zeus woud be proud to have him
not even his self-sufficiency would win
sweet eyes and a glass of gin
baby you made me scream

shall we love
the ones that destroy
our hearts like a toy
and celebrate full of joy

or shall we hate
the ones that smile
at our broken and fragile
soul as a sparkle

but it's complicated
when they have both sides
thats why he colides
with me in my toughts
Jonny Angel Sep 2014
Fleeting sensuous-toughts of you
overtake me
at the most inopportune times,
like in the checkout line,
I think about your fineness,
how you love to greet me at the door
& hold yourself up like that,
against the wall for more
change she asks
& I stand there bewildered,
the cashier holding her arm out,
palm up,
for the correct dollar amount
of your love.
Sleepless nights fills my desires to fight this Demented life of battles .
swords with Kryptonite. Ashes to shadows. Every direction I look theirs someone to dismantle.
Dragon spitting flames. Hot enough to  Melt the rains.A roar that leaves your bones rattled. Darkness over towers those who falls limitless to power or who opposed the handle . It's the last flicker of a candle as the hour lingers helplessly on. Every right is misplaced by wrong. Distorted Visions, All time Heights of superstitions. Mentally intense missions. To over come these dimensions Is to over come the decisions. So every choice matters when life seems to get devoured. Never turn your back and coward . The sun grows brighter as your strength grows mighter. . All the time u spend   Sins after sins adds up in the end.  Your visions goes blurry before it clears again. Your foes scary as the tears blows away in the Wind.
For those who criticize. Solidify the situation by intercepting pure determination. Tune the station trough meditation. see the light at end of the tunal
Just before the iritation stettles your rust turns into medal. Incapacitated toughts rips through the knots. Got to focus before the brain dies and rots. Don't roll the dice. Pay the price. For its a low cost to gain the lost. Turning sorrows into delights. The roads we take to control the stakes will leave you emotionally awake. If your tomb stone could speak you as well wouldn't sleep. No need to be discrete. Fill the nights skys with screams. Terrifying the weak. Warnings of the  horror that creeps through the sheets. All the pain that follows makes it hard to swollow. Need coals to carry on. Need souls to barrow.
RebelGirl Oct 2017
i feel like no one gets me
no one cares how i feel
no one cares about my feelings toughts or anything else i do
hell no one would care if i died tonight
no one woud turly miss me
why is it when i feel happy
everyone makes me unhappy
all over again
i feel used
i feel like i will never win the race
when will it all just stop
why dont i feel normal
and why wont this pain go away
so i can feel okay inside for once
okay inside for once
Jeanette Jul 2022
I'm feeling like there is no air left to breath
Like i'm drowning in a bottle full of tears
Like my heart is screaming for a break
Like my head is a 24/7 party with bad toughts$
Like i'm searching for the one ant in the wood
Like i'm drawing with color but turns black on the paper
Like i'm reaching for hope but it always take a step back so i can never reach it
Like i would die but no one notices because i'm the one who everyone thinks  "she will make it"

Will i make it?
Byerly Jan 2019
What is your happy place?
A person?
An animal?
Your family or friends?
An actual place?
For me is an ilussion
Something made up
Non existing
I scape trought my toughts and fantasies
Im with my love
Hes happy. Happier than he has ever been.
He had tons of issues
Anxiety, depression, lonelines
...emptyness
Just to say a few...
He's showing me that IT DOES GETS BETTER
His smile is unique.
Pure.
He's not in the void anymore
He's happy.
And I'm happy when I'm with him.
It's amazing how something unreal can free you for a while
Then you remember the real world
A ****** up world
A world without him
And you try to fight back the reality and be strong for yourself and others
You keep holding on until you feel that it is getting better
And you are finally free
miracle Jul 2019
My second name
My brand
My poems
My mess
My toughts
My feelings
My life
T R A S H
(17
Lucia C Dec 2018
The worst part of trying to forget you,

Is that every step is always a reminder.

I hope someday my toughts will break through

And reach for your heart, if I can find her.
Stacy Mills Aug 2018
Things i want to say to you but i hold back.
And the toughts dont give me any slack
One thought one emotion rules till the end
I must forever and always remain your friend
But those demons at the back of my brain
Those are monsters i juat cant train
I ignore them always as best i can
But deep deep down i wish you could be my man
I know your getting married and i wont stand in your way
Just know ill be here for you any and every day
tompoet rwanda Nov 2018
If the day seems
A longing
A wish for the sun to shine
A throat to deal with red wine
A prayer for God to make
This day not be your deadline.

Sighs,
Breathings,
Or maybe suffocatings
Might feel the place

If the day seems
A crying
The time is running
And your toughts are escalating
From your inner they are
Smearing on your face
As they harden your skin
And pervade your way.

Whatever the day seems to you
It is another day
Another battle,
Another sad day
Remember!
Another happy and fun day
Remember.
Adriaan Dec 2018
He is tired and weak
wearied of being weak
smilling ironically
Because he knows he his creating his own insanity
He is trapped in a cage
Anxious and enraged
Screaming ferociously
Because he hates this world , its innate complexity
He is sad and in tears
Relieved that he can feel
Both proud and ashamed
Because he still his lost in the storm of his toughts
Human May 2018
U told me nothing but lies and lies
And every now and then a new awful surprise
But yet I gave u many chances despite
U were the one I despise
The fact that every time I saw her I got butterflies
U took the things I bought, most of the supplies
And would always give an excuse when it was OUR time to exercise
I think it was she, who u truly wanted, the real prize
But u have played me for no reason and didn't apologize
I don't need any thing from u anymore u have made me hate the sunrise
cause every time I see it I begin to recognize
That I was stupid and in disguise
I think I was simply trapped by ur eyes
And just wouldn't and couldn't realize
Now that ur gone time flies and flies
But I know that my decision was wise
Although I still look for clothes ur size
But then return them back and begin to organize
My toughts and rearrange my goodbyes
But then again I sometimes start to visualize
The two of us together reunited in the skies

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