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Tell me how mad men sleep and dream,
Yet with tired eyes and trembling scream.
 May 2020 Samantha Cunha
ryn
Lend me your eyes.
So I could fill them
with the bursting stars.
Telling tales of the spellbinding universe,
singing songs of exploding suns...
and of splintering quasars.

Lend me your thoughts.
So that if I may,
write of them.
Fantastical scribbles of love
and praise.
Meticulously lined
and carefully stitched...
with immaculate lace at the hems.

Lend me your breaths.
I'd catch them as they fall...
between the words you would say.
Merging mine with yours...
introducing colour...
and vigour
to my monochromatic world of
black, white and grey.

Lend me your heartbeats...
for mine thumps erratic.
As if beating in silent mock.
I depend on the steadiness in yours.
So they could usurp
the ticks of worldly clocks.

Lend me your hands.
Palms up as a sign,
perhaps as an invitation...
for me to take them.
And maybe...
hopefully fill them...
with mine...
Say goodbye my love
to this day
nothing is eternal
and this
will soon be over
the wound will heal
this feeling will disappear
say your goodbyes
to this loved one
that will be missed
no season lasts forever
everything will be
okay again my love
and you won't forget
I promise
A flower blossoms
In the midst of muddy swamps
It stands around the algae,
The petals smile even at the bees.

The grin of the little seeds
That the wind blows effortlessly,
Is sprayed to places and places
And preaches love and nothing else.
spring blooms in the air
a season of new beginnings
scent of cherry blossoms.
2/4/2020
i bathe in serene
sleepy mountainside ledges
kissed by lips of fall
 Mar 2020 Samantha Cunha
Patty P
I walked stumbling around in this city, that's still awake.
mumbling my poetry out to the moon.
with the star lights mocking me, laughing at me, while i drool.
mixed faces.
twisted minds.
the sun is gone.
I found a pond.
dizzy and unstable.
believe it or not.
evil world.
it's hard to sleep.
the fog.
the quiet.
it all repeats.
the strange boy's breath on my neck, hot and heavy
can't think straight.
a long sad epilogue to my virginity.
faith has a way, been keeping score.
track your games and i'll track mines.
don't show your face, cause i don't wanna see it.
makes me sick, makes me wanna die.
like they say, I don't **** with you anymore.
so don't come back for more.
Emotional word full poem. Hope you  all catch the meaning behind it.
 Mar 2020 Samantha Cunha
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 Mar 2020 Samantha Cunha
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if it hurts to breathe, just know you're about to live for the first time
 Mar 2020 Samantha Cunha
Jay
Swallow me.
No more than eight,
No less than three.

Drink me.
No more than seven,
No less than five.

The endless fight
to forget you.

Echos drench my earlobe.

The hair on my neck
stands just for you.

The firey red
turns to pink drops,
just to forgive you
for forgetting me.

The deepest blue
turns to light bud of blue
to remember myself.

Sorry I let you down.
Sorry there's no going back.
Sorry it's too late.
Sorry.
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