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 Nov 2017 Mystic904
Grey mirror
Obliviate me of my past memory
The only Ghost that haunts me.
It comes around the end of fall
With an iron scythe
and frozen shackles
Run chills down my bones.
A dark shadow stands tall,
blinds the path I hope to follow
Leaves me empty and shallow
With no hope for tomorrow.
Happy Halloween.
 Nov 2017 Mystic904
Mister J
We stood cold and frozen in the rain
Raindrops hiding the tears you've shed
Heads are bowed low, hearts broken to pieces
Our bodies locked tight in a last embrace

Your breathing felt warm yet faint
Our minds went blank and confused
As much as we don't want to let go
The rift between us grows wider by the second

As I held your small, fragile face up
I can't help but stare at the fading light in your eyes
We just had to lean in for one last sweet kiss
Let the last spark of passion between us dissipate

As I try to let you go, you begged with dear life
As I struggled to resist your plea, I knew I wouldn't win
Even as I said goodbye, my arms were wrapped tight
Frozen in place with you in between them

With all the strength I had left in my heart
I turned my back to the sweetest memories we shared
But you desperately clung to every fiber of my being
I knew in my heart how badly I still wanted to stay

With all the voice you still had left
You screamed your final "I love you's"
I knew they're enough to make me turn around
But this time, we need to let each other go

As I walked away dragging my resisting feet
and I struggled to run away from your embrace
God knew how it crushed the life out of me
As I broke free from your heavy gravity

As I let you go, it took every cell in my being
Every muscle in my body rebelled against me
But because I love you with everything I have
Letting go was the only way to save you from my destruction

As I let you go, all memories of us surged like flash floods
Every smile of yours etched in my mind and heart
All of your kisses that I know I will never feel again
All those feelings broke out as tears fell from my eyes

I missed you every night in every dream
You haunted me in every way I couldn't imagine
Letting you go was my life's biggest regret
But to see you broken in my last moments, that I cannot bear

As heaven took my last breath away
Your small smiling face solely gave me ease
I know I won't be able to embrace you in this life again
So please wait for my return on our next chance
Stuck in a hospital on a rainy day. Was inspired to write this. :)
 Nov 2017 Mystic904
Isabelle
I am a walking corpse
Looking for you
To take back my heart
Which I offered you before

Your cold hands
Your harsh words
Your dry feelings
Your empty heart
Is what killed me

I am a walking corpse
Looking for you
To take back my heart
Which I willingly gave you before

My want of attention
Your lack of affection
My want of action
Your lack of emotion
Is what killed me

I am a walking corpse
With a body and soul
Looking for you
To take back my heart
This poem turns one year old today. Originally posted last November 1, 2016.
 Nov 2017 Mystic904
Seema
Sipping tea in porch
Cool breeze, temperature falls
Crescent moon sailing
Birds in the vermilion sky
Sun sets in the peacful realm

©sim
Tanka
5-7-5-7-7 syllables
 Nov 2017 Mystic904
Vishvi Aurora
A smile is a language that every one understands,
it can change an enemy to  FRIEND,
bring a quarrel  to an end.
A  smile can make a day bright,
by making a harsh voice light,
can spot a beautiful sight.
A smile can change anger to a laughter,
and making your good times move more faster.
It can save you from a great fall,
it can change a hatred into loves call.
It does all the work for you,
by changing the faith and fate that you loose.
                                                                     by vishvi.n.aurora
BE HAPPY AND KEEP SMILING.....
 Nov 2017 Mystic904
Traveler
If I where known
By my famous poems
Would not the world
Be at my feet?
Sacred halls
Gathering all
Of the words
That I speak
Special days
For my praise
As they repost
My every thought
But instead
I struggle
To make one trend
As my ego
Pays the cost...
TRAVELER TIM
 Nov 2017 Mystic904
G Rog Rogers
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Old School
New School

My School
is the
Cool School

Schooled
in all the
Golden Rules.

-R.
©ASGP
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