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You
You are beautiful as an aster
In poetry, you are a master
You make my heart's beat faster
You make my feelings refined
You are most precious find
You are always on my mind
You are special, one of a kind
With love shall we bind
صیاد کجایی تو کجایی تو کجایی
صید تو اسیر است به این دام جدایی
روزی سر راه دل او دام نهادی
حالا که اسیرت شده پس دور چرایی
A darkness engulfs my heart
Devouring it's fibers
One big chunk at time

Am lost of a soul,
But a wondering spirit,
With a decaying body

I hate to love,
Love to ****,
And **** for joy

I make bed in a den,
Where my head rests on skulls
Drowning in this pool of a nightmare

A young maiden,
Blooming,
With fair skin

Long dark hair
Swimming,
In a wooden bath

She smells of roses,
Standing within a flaring curtain
White, and lucid

She drips of innocence
Walking unto me
On the oak floor

She leaves tiny prints
Of her ****** feet,
Towards a canopy bed

Where white sheets fall
Like a stream onto the floor
With dotted petals of red

She climbs unruffled,
With a cordial smile
But salacious stare

Crawling slowly
To find my lips,
Kissing lightly

Feeling her cold,
Tingle my warm skin,
About the *****

Before laying gently
Her head on my chest
My hand about her shoulder

Humming to a heart's beat
The hymn of the fallen ones
The tale of a blood brother
She is water. Yet her eyes are the sea.
My fear of water is astounding.
My tension surmounting.
Maybe you are water
But i refuse to see.
Lying on the beach,
it's getting darker each time you blink.
Hear the colorful explosions up high,
the sky is in chaos, don't you think?

Forget what I told you,
leave those words to the tide.
The stars are peaking through,
my ignorance is wild and wide.

A handful of white rocks,
you smile like a maniac.
Breathing out hoaxes,
while I play piano on your back.

The fireworks stopped,
you gave me black rocks.
My blanket was made for two,
yet another startling paradox.
This is absolutely crazy. I can't believe my poem was chosen as a daily. Especially not when I know there are so many other, way more talented, poets on this site who deserve it way more than I do. But I thank you all of you, from the bottom of my heart, for reading, liking and the nice comments you leave. It means the absolute world to me! :) <3
I want to yell across the entire universe, about
how close my heart is at exploding from the
constant pressure, caused by indestructible demons.
Demons that dance to the symphony of my broken dreams.

But if I really got the chance to speak up
my mind, I'd rather sew up my lips
so no pitiful words of hope can interfere with
the reality that kicked me down in the first place.

Having someone to care seems more scary than the
endless hole I'm falling through; My last cry for help
is now dying in my throat, mingled with the other
unspoken opportunities of a better life.
I finally got some time to write and get some feelings off my chest. It feels good.
Looking at the birds
Little girl thinks,
"How sweet it would have been
If I had wings."


Looking at the girl
Caged birds sing,
**"No birds would be flying in the sky
If humans got wings."
The golden leaves have said their final goodbye,
as they slowly fall down the trees.
But never have corpses of nature looked more beautiful,
than the crown they made on the top of your head.
the sun
glows warmly
even in
cold days
shining hope
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