miya - Hello Poetry

How can you be so perfect? To find someone made by the same cut Made of the same dust You could call us lucky But what does luck know of love? What does luck know of anything? It doesn’t know how you smile And how I melt It knows nothing of your sighs When I scratch your back, The light in your eyes When I make you laugh, And how we fit together? That’s only for us Because we do. It is ours to keep secret It is ours to have It is ours to proclaim to the nothingness And everywhere if we choose Because it belongs to us Because we are of the same Because you are mine And I am yours As we have always been It cannot exist with anyone else This is it This is love This is perfect We are found

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Feb 4, 2015

Feb 4, 2015 at 12:29 AM UTC

miya

Found

How can you be so perfect? To find someone made by the same cut Made of the same dust You could call us lucky But what does luck know of love? What does luck know of anything? It doesn’t know how you smile And how I melt It knows nothing of your sighs When I scratch your back, The light in your eyes When I make you laugh, And how we fit together? That’s only for us Because we do. It is ours to keep secret It is ours to have It is ours to proclaim to the nothingness And everywhere if we choose Because it belongs to us Because we are of the same Because you are mine And I am yours As we have always been It cannot exist with anyone else This is it This is love This is perfect We are found

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I miss when we were strangers You were just another person then No memories of flesh Nor hints of sweat No tickles of your fingertips Nor heat of your breath No fog of recollections invading my consciousness Sounding of your laugh I miss when we were nothing Just two people passing by Sharing a brief glance Flashing a flirtatious smile Thinking of what might be Never knowing it would never... Never knowing it could never..... Held in a moment that I wish had lasted forever I miss not knowing you

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Mar 19, 2014

Mar 19, 2014 at 12:54 AM UTC

miya

I Miss When We Were Strangers

I miss when we were strangers You were just another person then No memories of flesh Nor hints of sweat No tickles of your fingertips Nor heat of your breath No fog of recollections invading my consciousness Sounding of your laugh I miss when we were nothing Just two people passing by Sharing a brief glance Flashing a flirtatious smile Thinking of what might be Never knowing it would never... Never knowing it could never..... Held in a moment that I wish had lasted forever I miss not knowing you

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The air clings to my lungs Sticky and burdened with grief Displeasing, shallow gasps where once there was so much life Once there was laughter. Once there was happiness The sweetness of it all now turned bitter and black The weight sits on my chest With a pressure Confining Unnerving And yet I breathe And with each breath clearing the scattered soot I can see a new horizon Its golden light peaking from behind the choking pall And I remind myself: Let it go. That was not happiness. Let go of what you thought was happiness. It was never real. It was a dispersion of roses now wilting in the sun Uncovering the green, vibrant life underneath Still growing Reaching for the warmth Spreading like wildfire The Truth of Self Now free I breathe

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Jan 15, 2014

Jan 15, 2014 at 5:42 PM UTC

miya

Tonglen

The air clings to my lungs Sticky and burdened with grief Displeasing, shallow gasps where once there was so much life Once there was laughter. Once there was happiness The sweetness of it all now turned bitter and black The weight sits on my chest With a pressure Confining Unnerving And yet I breathe And with each breath clearing the scattered soot I can see a new horizon Its golden light peaking from behind the choking pall And I remind myself: Let it go. That was not happiness. Let go of what you thought was happiness. It was never real. It was a dispersion of roses now wilting in the sun Uncovering the green, vibrant life underneath Still growing Reaching for the warmth Spreading like wildfire The Truth of Self Now free I breathe

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Empty, meaningless words Ushered forth in self-serving promises Left hanging heavily in the air for you to breath again Dripping with a stink of naive desperation "I still want to be friends."

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Jan 11, 2014

Jan 11, 2014 at 9:30 PM UTC

miya

Friends

Empty, meaningless words Ushered forth in self-serving promises Left hanging heavily in the air for you to breath again Dripping with a stink of naive desperation "I still want to be friends."

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Silence Broken with a scream There were signs A twitch of the eye A snarl of the lip A look of despair Hunger I ignored them It was so easy to see only the veil Watch it dance across your face with each saddened breath And the silence grew I did not hear it over the crickets And the wind If I had only listened I would have heard it howling louder still And it grew The invisible pain I felt you drift, willingly So that when you screamed We cried out together, I am alone in silence! The world too damp for the truth to ignite Our words too loud to hear You turn I am alone in silence.

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Jan 6, 2014

Jan 6, 2014 at 10:38 PM UTC

miya

Silence

Silence Broken with a scream There were signs A twitch of the eye A snarl of the lip A look of despair Hunger I ignored them It was so easy to see only the veil Watch it dance across your face with each saddened breath And the silence grew I did not hear it over the crickets And the wind If I had only listened I would have heard it howling louder still And it grew The invisible pain I felt you drift, willingly So that when you screamed We cried out together, I am alone in silence! The world too damp for the truth to ignite Our words too loud to hear You turn I am alone in silence.

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