sylkie-smoothie - Hello Poetry

my archway lays bare all my hopes and despairs lace the floor, curl your soul around me and lay upon my heart pick the beat you want, every one is yours and with it hope endures.

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Apr 28

Apr 28, 2026 at 12:37 PM UTC

Laid bare

my archway lays bare all my hopes and despairs lace the floor, curl your soul around me and lay upon my heart pick the beat you want, every one is yours and with it hope endures.

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In the breath of a heartbeat hunts the space of time for a flicker in the hopes in some small way, I still matter...

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Apr 28

Apr 28, 2026 at 12:29 PM UTC

A Kiss

In the breath of a heartbeat hunts the space of time for a flicker in the hopes in some small way, I still matter...

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Is Complicated Right?

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Nov 21, 2025

Nov 21, 2025 at 9:43 PM UTC

Love

Is Complicated Right?

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My country is Love, From darkness to brightness The shallows to the deepest depth Length to breath Fiercely to the lightest breath of the sound of its name. I will defend its borders with joy and depravity and through berevety to unceasing plights I will fight with fire to the bitter, desperate icy end and then again The Last bastion, the hope of every refugee, the root of contentment where power holds no ransom The gate is never locked there are no requirements Just one country united together by the gamut and gambles of life where love is the only value and cost Come to my humble borders, my state is eternal and my city is sacrifice. Copy right ssm

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Nov 21, 2025

Nov 21, 2025 at 9:43 PM UTC

My country is Love

My country is Love, From darkness to brightness The shallows to the deepest depth Length to breath Fiercely to the lightest breath of the sound of its name. I will defend its borders with joy and depravity and through berevety to unceasing plights I will fight with fire to the bitter, desperate icy end and then again The Last bastion, the hope of every refugee, the root of contentment where power holds no ransom The gate is never locked there are no requirements Just one country united together by the gamut and gambles of life where love is the only value and cost Come to my humble borders, my state is eternal and my city is sacrifice. Copy right ssm

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As the heat melts ice The nature of your love told Your eyes form ice storms A seed under ice Is still a seed of hope Belief must not thaw Spring brings with it love lovers refresh sighs and longing Still winter for us Dry bones weep for flesh Love compels sustenance nourishments denied Wanton nights pleasure Lust clears by day breaks fading Light shows my folly Sweet bird sings of love At night the song seems sweeter By day the croak jeers

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Apr 23, 2023

Apr 23, 2023 at 2:29 AM UTC

Haiku melt

As the heat melts ice The nature of your love told Your eyes form ice storms A seed under ice Is still a seed of hope Belief must not thaw Spring brings with it love lovers refresh sighs and longing Still winter for us Dry bones weep for flesh Love compels sustenance nourishments denied Wanton nights pleasure Lust clears by day breaks fading Light shows my folly Sweet bird sings of love At night the song seems sweeter By day the croak jeers

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Circles around circles We never seem to touch in the right place Where we'd meet at an intersection; where thoughts can over lap and ideas spring to life! And yet a life is what we've built Circling like hawks picking eachothers bones And anything else of use to feather our nest Everything inevitably falls apart Crashing down all around us Except us and we don't have much in common Except our calamaties And our never ending eddies I guess we've managed to come full circle More than few times Dizzy as a spun dime and yet here we are at our throats as much as in our hearts We seem to always over come can't stay, can't go say yes , say no No doubt I don't know You figure it out.

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Apr 23, 2023

Apr 23, 2023 at 2:22 AM UTC

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Circles around circles We never seem to touch in the right place Where we'd meet at an intersection; where thoughts can over lap and ideas spring to life! And yet a life is what we've built Circling like hawks picking eachothers bones And anything else of use to feather our nest Everything inevitably falls apart Crashing down all around us Except us and we don't have much in common Except our calamaties And our never ending eddies I guess we've managed to come full circle More than few times Dizzy as a spun dime and yet here we are at our throats as much as in our hearts We seem to always over come can't stay, can't go say yes , say no No doubt I don't know You figure it out.

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Every pattern is a cudgel to pain Every equation rings out your reign Its on the whispers and tirades of the wind Its in the ripple of water and crashing waves of the sea Each sinew tugged at and tortured Frayed nerves screeching and screaming at me Begging for the holy oil, the balm of relief The anointing of peace Yet even that hope lies shattered in the broken pieces of usefulness Dis-ease distorted harmonics resonating agony where once was perfect and sound cohesion Each moment now a taught tension a pugnacious trap for excrutiation Every device is a loaded trigger for wretched pangs all I want to to do is merely write Of beauty and hope to soothe What sabotage for a poet Whose pain enscription was a grateful muse I find nothing of comfort Because, every idea breathes nothing but signals heralding yet more and more pain Just like the photo of us dancing in the rain I feel like it might never happen again Memory is a Pain upon a pain Mnemonics are the seat of my suffering again And your mighty reign of anguish An insanity that devours me But I will not succumb I will remain I will come through this somewhat sane And you'll be that forgotten memory I refuse to let inside my brain The rent will be sky high And I WILL BE ME AGAIN!

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Mar 29, 2023

Mar 29, 2023 at 6:19 AM UTC

Mnemonic Pain

Every pattern is a cudgel to pain Every equation rings out your reign Its on the whispers and tirades of the wind Its in the ripple of water and crashing waves of the sea Each sinew tugged at and tortured Frayed nerves screeching and screaming at me Begging for the holy oil, the balm of relief The anointing of peace Yet even that hope lies shattered in the broken pieces of usefulness Dis-ease distorted harmonics resonating agony where once was perfect and sound cohesion Each moment now a taught tension a pugnacious trap for excrutiation Every device is a loaded trigger for wretched pangs all I want to to do is merely write Of beauty and hope to soothe What sabotage for a poet Whose pain enscription was a grateful muse I find nothing of comfort Because, every idea breathes nothing but signals heralding yet more and more pain Just like the photo of us dancing in the rain I feel like it might never happen again Memory is a Pain upon a pain Mnemonics are the seat of my suffering again And your mighty reign of anguish An insanity that devours me But I will not succumb I will remain I will come through this somewhat sane And you'll be that forgotten memory I refuse to let inside my brain The rent will be sky high And I WILL BE ME AGAIN!

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I may be crazy But I'm kind I may be aloof but I have a great mind I may be distant But my thoughts are near you I may be resistant But I can soften too I may be a whirlwind But I'm the wind beneath your wings I may be broken But my pieces are beautiful things I may be lost But I can always find you I may be a nomad But I'm home when I'm with you

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Mar 27, 2023

Mar 27, 2023 at 7:24 AM UTC

There's Always a But

I may be crazy But I'm kind I may be aloof but I have a great mind I may be distant But my thoughts are near you I may be resistant But I can soften too I may be a whirlwind But I'm the wind beneath your wings I may be broken But my pieces are beautiful things I may be lost But I can always find you I may be a nomad But I'm home when I'm with you

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The heat of your stare consumes me My favourite satellite An easy slide into your atmosphere Locked in your forcefield of passion Two supernovas swirling around eachother Dancing around who makes the first touch Afraid of what it might become Your sweet breath becomes my breath A magnetising exchange of life force An insistent and sincere promise of a holy union Of man and of woman A higher plane of conciousness A closeness closer than close Entwinement of desire The first touch tracing waves of heady need Ripples upon ripples, taut and taunted Calling for warm comfort In the cold of unfulfilled union A featherly trace laces budding tips Vibrating its sweet song in the easy parting of lips Tenderness melds with clawing desperation Hardness searching for delicate harbour Slippage A universe of pleasure has opened up The sparks fly lighting up oblivion Creation has spoken its truth Love has had its way showering sweet pulses over plums and rosebuds Endless yet finite A love that can never be serviced merely by words spoken A thrusting of passion so worthy An acceptance of pleasure so obligatory Natural and ethrial at the same time No deep is too deep in discovery lips upon tips Hips upon hips Gasp upon gasp Transcendence higher and higher head long into nirvana An exultant expression All our love comes at once Super nova after supernova Dulling down to a deep seeded need To be your everything even at the risk Being nothing Because even in that nothing Is more than everything in that universe of desire that calls me by your name And thrills me over and over again An endless winding road to the deepest abyss Safe in the knowledge of your desire placed In the ***** of my *** wrapped by the glory of your love

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Feb 14, 2023

Feb 14, 2023 at 3:35 AM UTC

Desired

The heat of your stare consumes me My favourite satellite An easy slide into your atmosphere Locked in your forcefield of passion Two supernovas swirling around eachother Dancing around who makes the first touch Afraid of what it might become Your sweet breath becomes my breath A magnetising exchange of life force An insistent and sincere promise of a holy union Of man and of woman A higher plane of conciousness A closeness closer than close Entwinement of desire The first touch tracing waves of heady need Ripples upon ripples, taut and taunted Calling for warm comfort In the cold of unfulfilled union A featherly trace laces budding tips Vibrating its sweet song in the easy parting of lips Tenderness melds with clawing desperation Hardness searching for delicate harbour Slippage A universe of pleasure has opened up The sparks fly lighting up oblivion Creation has spoken its truth Love has had its way showering sweet pulses over plums and rosebuds Endless yet finite A love that can never be serviced merely by words spoken A thrusting of passion so worthy An acceptance of pleasure so obligatory Natural and ethrial at the same time No deep is too deep in discovery lips upon tips Hips upon hips Gasp upon gasp Transcendence higher and higher head long into nirvana An exultant expression All our love comes at once Super nova after supernova Dulling down to a deep seeded need To be your everything even at the risk Being nothing Because even in that nothing Is more than everything in that universe of desire that calls me by your name And thrills me over and over again An endless winding road to the deepest abyss Safe in the knowledge of your desire placed In the ***** of my *** wrapped by the glory of your love

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Something stirring A cautious hover Over a breaking smile gratitude spills tumbling over the reverently held ether life lives here, moistened with Blood, sweat, Tears and rain Every fall a rise Like the breath of providence A dip left A twist right the rhythm of life inspires dance, Poetry, art, music and song Like air slipping over chords Sacred Verbiage Vibration Your hands are never empty There is no void, There is only the appearance of nothing Which by the mere thought is even something So grab on tight! Even when it seems there is no thing it really is something, isn't it? Oh what we see, be and do when nothing is impossible!

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Jan 19, 2023

Jan 19, 2023 at 12:42 AM UTC

A hand full of air

Something stirring A cautious hover Over a breaking smile gratitude spills tumbling over the reverently held ether life lives here, moistened with Blood, sweat, Tears and rain Every fall a rise Like the breath of providence A dip left A twist right the rhythm of life inspires dance, Poetry, art, music and song Like air slipping over chords Sacred Verbiage Vibration Your hands are never empty There is no void, There is only the appearance of nothing Which by the mere thought is even something So grab on tight! Even when it seems there is no thing it really is something, isn't it? Oh what we see, be and do when nothing is impossible!

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