nim - Hello Poetry

Jul 2017

Twigzy

10th July 2017

To My Husband

As I watch your life, slipping away
We share all the things we want to say

We have time to reflect, encourage and love
To be grateful with warmth, to look beyond and above

We remember the good and laugh at the bad
And take time to listen and embrace the sad

It is a rich time, this time that we have
What has been, what is now, is what will be had

As your strength fades, and your eyes slowly dim
We look beyond the body you are in

When death approaches and your final breath taken
We know your spirit, will soar with elation

You will look at this world and say your goodbyes
And peace will take you as you pass through the sky’s

All the best for your journey
Your loving wife

My husband was diagnosed with terminal stomach cancer we only had a few months to say goodby and make peace. It was the richest time of our marriage

#dying #journey #love #goodby #life #peace #husband

Jul 2017

Lady RF - Rosalie Fayad

The War Was Finally Over ❤

The war was finally over,
His longing heart
Was homeward bound,

Truest of true love
Was soon to be reunited,
Together,
An infinite love
Was once again to become
Peaceful, safe-and-sound.

The war was finally over,
Sweethearts ran into eachothers
Warm embraces,

Their souls infused and intertwined,
Just like when they were created,
Home Sweet home was written
All over their faces.

The war was finally over,
Side-by-side,
They were invincible--inseparable,
Like the good-old-days,

Not even a war
Could separate them,
They shared a bond
That was unbreakable;
They were born for eachother,
Together,
They were a beautiful,
Imperfect, perfection,
Obvious to everyone
In many ways.

The war was finally over,
Together they prayed
That forever
Would be a gift
From God above,

That each day
Would last a lifetime,
In eachothers arms
They would happily reside;
That nothing would ever
Come between their divine,
One-of-a-kind, precious love.

By Lady R.F. (C)2017

Jul 2017

kaja rae

sketch #2 (firework)

learn new ways
of taking fire and turning it into art.
take off finding old ways and methods that
are just as good as she remembered kissing the sky with
pure heat.

i don’t quite remember
was it patriotism or fear?

i don’t quite remember
was it a gunshot or a celebration?

can we eat today without guilt?

it goes up in smoke
she looks on // he looks weakly
all things are half broken in this lifeless stupor.
understand,
a firework is just a reminder of what we are
burning, tired, exploding.

nim Jul 2017

a man in my dreams

there is a man
visiting my dreams
every night he
makes me realise
it can be simple
it can get better

there is a boy
in my dreams, he
tells me everything
i needed to hear

there is a soul
in my dreams, it
makes me complete
makes me hope

there is a man,
in my dreams
he comes in
various shapes
every time, reminding me

of that one day
when i knew
i met him
and i knew that
the same life is
experienced through
different pairs of eyes

we are not so different

there is a boy,
in my dreams
and he makes me wonder

there is a soul
...in my dreams.

I tried to keep it simple, because there's no need for it to be complex, right?

#dream #soul #soulmate #life #death #man #simple

Jul 2017

kgl

harder to say

i miss you is harder to say than i love you.

i love you is difficult, it's true.

but i miss you suggests something more;
"you were here, now you're not, i'm hurting from a lack of you."

and that somehow feels more vulnerable than love
whose fleeting, temporary words
i have said to those
i now most abhor.

love's promises and delights
are crushed into dust
while i miss you means
"i want more."

not really a poem, more a thought.

#love #missing #loss #heartbreak #pain #sadness #melancholy #you #hurt

Jul 2017

Akira Chinen

soft sins

Whisper to me of soft sins
and hard moans
I want to know
who you are in the dark
When you are naked and alone
I want to feel the stain
of your wet kisses
up and down my kneck
Push me onto my back
and carve your name
into my chest
Sink your teeth
into the corner
of the inside of my thigh
There is no pain
when I have the pleasure
of being in the reflection
of the carmel desire in your eyes
Pull me under the secret universe
you hide in the mad love
within the pulse
and rhythm of your stars
Drown my breath in the colors
and pallet of the beauty
of your blood red lips of lust
Leave the scent
and taste of your flower
To haunt the eternal hunger
you have seared
into the marrow of my bones
It is only by the warmth
of your breath
that I can enjoy death
and rise and die again

nim Jul 2017

To Love Love

Love is blind.
For so long, I thought
That I must love someone,
That a lover is fierce,
That the love's easy and obvious.
But, I realised with time;
That you can love, not just a person
But a whole world out here
--To love the small things--
The way leaves travel on the wind,
And the way that
A rose petal is discovered
By a ladybug's love.
For so long, I jumped to love
But I didn't feel it
I didn't quite catch the hang of it
And with years, I
Felt love towards
My own flesh and blood
But I didn't realise it's importance.

One day, I have awoken
From a terrible nightmare
Just to see how you can
Love without feeling,
Not appreciating your life.

After that day, I soon
Learned to love my own tears
Because I could feel
At least something
And when a day came
That I felt my soul
It soon fell apart
Burned, crashed, washed out,
Smashed, killed, used,
Tortured, made fun of, bruised,
But I learned to love love.

I unraveled the confusion and
Accepted my flaws and merits
I felt the warm blood throughout my veins and the beautifully sounding beat of life

As I finally realised, I was alive

After that day, I appreciate
The small things
Learning
How to
Love, is loving
Life
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[nim]

#love #life #poem #poetry #rose #family #nature #happiness #death #themeaningoflife