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The hearts song
A melody
Sound waves that caress
Pleasing music to my ears
Rhythm and finesse
Sing to me a new song
But try and be discrete
Sing to me a new song
That one day I can repeat
Sing to me
Sing to me my sweet
That I should go to sleep tonight
Dancing with you in my dreams
 Nov 2020
Poetic T
Chronology were neither
at the point of no return
                          or a way back.

What's perplexing in the narrative
is that neither can be changed,
                     as were in neither
but the  momentary



      fluctuation of either
 Nov 2020
ghost
people driving fancy cars
look like beetles to the stars

the missiles and the bombs
are like symphonies gone wrong

and if there is a god
they'll know why it's so hard to be human
 Nov 2020
Melissa Rose
Have you ever died from heartache?

Watched as grief spilled
over the edge of love
drowning the very essence
that makes you whole

Have you ever died from heartache?

Sinking into the sea
of emptiness
consumed by the darkness
as your soul fades away

Have you ever died from heartache?

Gasping, grasping, gasping for air
like old black and whites
the only memories of you
have no colour

Have you ever died from heartache?

I will

when she finally takes them
from me
I won’t bear to live
another day
11/17/20
 Nov 2020
ghost
look at the stars
                              isn't it bizarre
I see you up there
like a tiny flare
                              in that huge sky
-
you left me
                              in this world to die
                                 we could've gone together
                                         but just like the weather
      you're unpredictable
     but isn't this just typical
-
                I believe in love
                  so we will reunite above
as our children will gaze at us
I gaze at you
well, I technically mean that person is dead. just saying if you don't get it.
You dwelt in the darkest thoughts
Leading me to secret ecstasy
Within the night of forbidden shadows
Where untold pleasures remained

In dream worlds we did meet
Sharing moments of bliss and pain
Your kiss, the thorns of the rose
My flesh, a victim of deepest desire

But the moment has come to pass
For lust has stolen away my pride
We were just victims of depravity
Just lost souls of seduction

Copyright © Chris Smith #darkpoetsoul 2019
 Oct 2020
Poetic T
Cursing like they diamond but
they don't even cut glass..
   Holding wraps of cash, but the top and
bottom be 50's but the rest is the monopoly
that they can't even pay...


They are burning rubber on the expense,
  but they rented, they dent...  
          Paying back on the record company.
You sold 50 thousand but you owe
                                                   a hundred grand.

They ain't going to shoot out you knee caps,
         there just going to gang-**** your voice..
Thinking you original, swallow that pride,
you one of there cash cows,  
           they milking you, can you say Moo!!!
******* around making the milk sour.

They'll just pressure bolt you
lobotomized, on the industry you either overdose,
             or working at KFC..  

Think you had grills now sold off to pay
the rent, the only thing you can afford is
a tin foil grill and you only cooking,
                                                 is burgers...

"Hi sir can I take your order,
 Sep 2020
Poetic T
You were  my cross,
    stigmatised for loving

                                        you...

  
  But I'm crucified
for loving him.
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