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 Oct 2020
Wanderer
Is it the words whispered
in secret corridors
i love you

are they proclaimed boldly
from roof tops
I LOVE YOU

Or maybe love
sounds like laughter
giggles shared only between two

what if love has no noise
its beauty is similar to a sunset
seen and felt
but never heard
 Feb 2020
SM
When I kissed you,
The world imploded,
But we were left untouched.

When I kissed you,
I was drifting,
Through the galaxies in your eyes.

When I kissed you,
My heartbeat intertwined with yours,
The way our hands did,
In your car,
On the way home.

When I kissed you,
It didn't matter that anyone could see us,
We are untouchable,
And infinite,
And endless.

I get it now,
This is love.
This is about my first kiss with my girlfriend. I'm so in love with her, and I think this poem describes it perfectly!
 Feb 2020
Donall Dempsey
I LIKE TO SAY YOUR NAME

I like to say
your name

when you're
not here

turn you
into sound

conjure you out of
thin air

so that you appear
before me

dressed in sound
only

memory sketching in
the rest of you

as if sound
was just an outline

and love
colours you in

adding the voice last
so I can hear you say.

"Hello you..!"
and there you are

as present
as present

can be.

I like to say
your name

when you're
not there.
 Jan 2020
AnxiousOcean
words strangle my gravity
and breathing is not easy
how do I write a piece
if I couldn't be at ease?
have you ever felt sad and you suddenly felt the need to write? but you couldn't even express whatever you're feeling through a single line. that's my own kind of tragedy.
 Jan 2020
FairlyCultured
I will write you
The real you
In a different light

I will write you
Until you root for yourself
Until you find yourself
Until you realise you deserve the things you dreamt of
Until you realise you can dream more
Never put yourself down, what you need sometimes is to see yourself as a different person, to change perspective.
 Jan 2020
kaela
You
Did I fall
Or was I tripped?
I can’t recall
But it’s you I miss.

It hasn’t been that long
But forever it has felt.
Since I last kissed your lips
Or your hand I have held.

Happy is what you make me
That there is no changing
All these other guys keep playing
But with you I am staying.

You are my forever
And I know that you’ll never
Break my heart like he did
Or treat me like a little kid.

I am yours.
You are mine.
I say this
Every time.

This time it’s true
Although I said that last
This time it’s with you
And it won’t end like it did in the past.
 Jan 2020
Bill M
There are days when I don't know where I am.
When I charge ahead, heedless of others and their needs.

There are days when I don't know where I am.
When I wander thru the fog, seeking comfort or direction.

There are days when I don't know where I am.
Nor do I really care to know; I just want to heal the hurt I see.

There are days when I don't know where I am.
I laugh and I cry, never sure of my place or my role in life.

There are days.
Also published at: https://mainemoosepatrol.wordpress.com/2020/01/02/there-are-days/
 Dec 2019
Anastasia
"you're so beautiful,"
i told him.
he looked away
"i'm not"
he said
"you're one of the most beautiful people i've ever met,"
i said.
"no,
i'm ugly,"
he told me
"i swear, there's something about, that's just
absolutely beautiful."
i promised.
he looked up
angry tears in his eyes
"No. You don't get it. I'm hideous,"
he yelled.
"you're so beautiful to me"
i said softly as he walked away
i tell him he's beautiful, but what i think doesn't matter to him.
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