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Sep 2018 cv

seasons

Sep 2018 cv

ren

seasons

as plants grew,
and life blossomed,
I was stuck in winter.

left with the misty nights
and no feeling left in my
toes
fingers
or heart,
I was stuck in winter.
watching a warm spring celebrate
my faraway
sun.

#spring #winter #depression #sun

Sep 2018 cv

tale of a heartbreaker

Sep 2018 cv

ren

tale of a heartbreaker

here's to your flower language,
blooming magic.

you spoke into existence
a session of radiance
and erasure of a monochrome season,
a darling serenade of stars
and gave life a reason.

but forgive me,
for the words of your flower language
do not rest on my tongue as
they lay on yours.

you spoke commas,
when I prepared a full stop.

I am sorry.

someone will learn
your flower language,
blooming magic.

after a long day

#language #love #heartbreak

Sep 2018 cv

dreams in neverland

Sep 2018 cv

Akira Chinen

dreams in neverland

She lived in neverland
floating on a dream
that slept in a cloud
shaped like a mushroom
sitting with her legs
slightly parted
as her finger traced
over the curves
of her lips
in the shape
of a mischievous grin

he knew he shouldn't
let his curiosity stray
and just walk away
what would he find
in her name
what could he gain
by tasting her kiss
what good would come
from the pleasure
of finding the soft spots
hidden within her sins

what were the risks
if it was only a dream
living in neverland
what would be
the price of the pain
if it was only lust
and not love
woven beneath her skin

what could he do
but what he would do
as it is all just a dream
a dream of lust
dreaming of love
dreaming of a girl
living in neverland

Sep 2018 cv

dirty sheets

Sep 2018 cv

Akira Chinen

***** sheets

Theres no cure for heartache
but there is always *****
and poor judgement
and my stupidity has no boundaries

so let me drink until tomorrow
is nothing but sorrow and regret
and love ain’t nothin
but a poorly written poem
on the napkin I wrote a fake number
for the girl whose name
I can’t remember
but can still smell
on the sheets we stained
as I was trying to forget
who your are

I should have known
I wouldn’t find anything
but the hangover of disappointment
from this kind of love
the kind that only burns in the heart
but never touched by the hand

theres no cure for heartache
and its always going to burn
it won’t matter how many names
I can’t remember
or how ***** the sheets get
when I can’t forget
who you are

Sep 2018 cv

Kandila

Sep 2018 cv

leeannejjang

Kandila

Huwag ka mag-alala.
Sa darating natin annibersaryo
Ipagsisindi kita ng kandila.

Para sa mga damdamin namatay
At emosyon naibaon ko na sa lupa.

Ipagsisindi kita ng kandila
Para makita mo ang liwanag
Sa mundong panadilim mo.

Ipagsisindi kita ng kandila,
Para maramdaman mo ang init na hindi mo na mararamdaman.

Ipagsisindi kita ng kandila,
Pero huwag mo ito hawakan.
Mapapaso ka lamang at sa huli
Ay papatayin mo lang ito para mapasaiyo.

#poems #tagalog #tula

Sep 2018 cv

Timetable Tommy

Sep 2018 cv

John Edward Smallshaw

Timetable Tommy

It's just a short hop to the bus stop
and so I'm taking my time to make
up a rhyme,
mine is the long drop which is fine
if you have a head for heights,
watching lights flash before my eyes,

I must cash in on the sunrise
catch a few rays
make the most of what's left of
what's left of the ghost
of my
days.

bringing me back to the short hop
the be all and end all at
the last stop,
somewhere
around
every corner.

Feb 2018 cv

BABY, LIKE CRAZY

Feb 2018 cv

phil roberts

BABY, LIKE CRAZY

As I lie here
With eyes closed softly
I think deeply of you
And I inhale stars
The scent of twinkling light
So fresh and alive
Sparkling gentle inside me
And I want to write this feeling
So tentatively
As it must be
Like writing words on bubbles
Delicate and precious
Begging them not to disappear
Like dreams in the morning

By Phil Roberts

This may well be my last poem here.

Feb 2018 cv

Ephemeral

Feb 2018 cv

Dencio

Ephemeral

That night felt like a dream
you felt like a dream
I was between you and the dock
and you were between me and the stars
and that was all I could see
you and the shimmer of the cosmos
and it was a wonder how little of it all mattered
the night was all beauty and wonder our bodies
pressing the dregs of summer
the sky swam in water with us
when we slipped out our clothes
and into the endless that was
the river swalling us whole
all perfect and pure
no questions just free people floating
and we weren't in love
but there was love breathing in our lungs
and in the waves they licked the shore
and in your mouth on mine
love for the moment
love for the act of being alive

Feb 2018 cv

This is not a love poem

Feb 2018 cv

Dencio

This is not a love poem

This is not a love poem
this is an I love you do you love me like
I love you poem
do you know me like
you think you do poem
this is a would you be disappointed
if you did poem
an I have been feeling the chilling of the air
and I cant tell if it is just the fault of the season
or if you, too, are cooling
whatever heat you had for me
browning and falling and
crumbling between my fingers
like the leaves of these oak trees
in november poem
a what would I need to do to keep us warm poem
and this is also
an I may be completely mistaken poem
an it was seventy degrees today poem
this is a show me I am completely mistaken poem