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 Dec 2018 Zeyu
Abdulrhman
Dec, 1
 Dec 2018 Zeyu
Abdulrhman
to stop
dreaming
that was
my worst nightmare
 Dec 2018 Zeyu
روبرت
Yes, I love you
No, I won't pretend I don't
Yes, I am sad
No, I won't give up
Yes, I care about him
No, I don't want you to leave
Yes, you are my everything
When will I stop asking myself questions
Who am I fooling in this world?
Her
Him
No, myself
Ponder that please
Why is the love of your life so complicated
 Dec 2018 Zeyu
Lora Lee
mists
 Dec 2018 Zeyu
Lora Lee
conquer me
with your words,
for I am a poet
     of soul
my mind as open
as my spread thighs
my lotus aching
to welcome
your sword of gold
Unsheathe.
Come close.

until there is no light
between us
for inside grows
a luminance,
             ever-burning
as sharp as ghost pepper
as soothing as
spilt milk
on petalsilk skin
as nourishing as
the stillness
of secret ponds
let us spin our tongues
into lava flowers
as we call forth courage
from the sunken
mists
   of
       time
 Nov 2018 Zeyu
Krishnapriya
I wonder what secret
The trees whisper to the breeze?
Do the birds hear that secret
And announce it in their song?

Does the wind hold it
And drop it in the seas?
Does the sea speak it out
And share it with the stars?

Do the heavens then resound
With the secret of the trees?

And the clouds,
Oh yes! Those clouds
Blue, black and grey
Is that why come rushing?

Across the seas to caress
With gentle rain the trees
And whisper,
"Heaven knows your heart,
There are no secrets from God."

The trees smile and sway
Fulfilled and complete in love.
 Nov 2018 Zeyu
Sylvia Plath
"I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;
I lift my lids and all is born again.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

The stars go waltzing out in blue and red,
And arbitrary blackness gallops in:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed
And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

God topples from the sky, hell's fires fade:
Exit seraphim and Satan's men:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I fancied you'd return the way you said,
But I grow old and I forget your name.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

I should have loved a thunderbird instead;
At least when spring comes they roar back again.
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)"
 Nov 2018 Zeyu
zumee
Huxley 7:7
 Nov 2018 Zeyu
zumee
Ask, and ye shall receive
another question
Seek, and ye shall find
multiple layers of the truth
Knock, and it shall be opened unto you
the doors of perception
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