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 May 2019 Mythical
FreeMind
Sometimes I wish I could stop writing
About my affection

But my poems would become empty,
Meaningless

If they were no longer about You


By : FreeMind
May 25, 2019
#83
 May 2019 Mythical
Kellin
Give this breath that once breathed
life into me and give it to someone more wanting, deserving
 May 2019 Mythical
OpenWorldView
standing in the rain
facing heaven, arms spread wide
tears invisible
you can't see into
the soul
 May 2019 Mythical
Gabriel
Both can ****
        The only difference is
                      Cigarettes shatter lungs
         She shatters everything

            I remembered the first moment
my lips pressed the filter
     as I lit it up breathed it all
                savored every smoke
       as if we covered up painful lies
        in a container of painkillers

The same way  
we used to pressed our lips
     sparked something between us
           savored every moment we had
    as if our love was a rose
               in a valley of tulips
Gold
 May 2019 Mythical
mel
r o o t e d
 May 2019 Mythical
mel
no matter how hard
these winds blow and shake me
i stay  r o o t e d  with the Earth

storms exist to awake me
one of the first few
rhymes i ever wrote
*and still my favorite*
 May 2019 Mythical
Molly
The galaxy dances above the ether,
and the moon smiles at the melody,
knowing all the while
that it was written
just for her.
 May 2019 Mythical
Prerna Singh
Sun
 May 2019 Mythical
Prerna Singh
Sun
After I looked at the sun
I could see nothing else
How many interpretations?
 May 2019 Mythical
Abraham Esang
My heart beat so fast in aversion!
Bleeding in green and white!
If hatred eliminate men,
Then hell dry you up with its flames!
 May 2019 Mythical
Suresh Gupta
BLISS

05/24/2019



in death lies the seed of birth,

so as we are cradled in one form,

so shall we be cradled in another.





no reason for dismay,

no cause for anguish
 May 2019 Mythical
rk
winter's fire
 May 2019 Mythical
rk
when our eyes met
i could feel magic in the air,
just like hearing clair de lune
for the first time
you reminded me
of winter snowfall
with a wildness
that made me feel at home
your eyes burning with promise,
my heart burned too.
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