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 Dec 2019
Eddie
when we're healthy,
we forget we get ill

when we love,
we forget heartbreak

when we breathe,
we forget we choke

when we're alive,
we forget we die

please,
cherish every moment
#mortality
 Dec 2019
Mica Light Poetry
She's shaking.
Unstable.
For the taking.
Swallowed in fog.
Connection is lost.
She's cut off
From herself.
She's cut off.
Can't get out.
There is no where but here.

"Disappear. Disappear."
She whispers.

"I am here. I am here."
She answers.

"Tell me." He says,
"Tell me all that you dread."

And her fears spoke louder
Than anything ever said.
Inspired from learning about polyvagal theory and the feeling of being "stuck" in the sympathetic state (fight/flight/freeze) or dorsal (collapse). Speaking about where youre at can help you bring back ventral state to the foreground, the beneficial state, the ability to have connectedness at ease.
 Dec 2019
S I N
We are just cells intertwined
Within cells connected to each other by
Liaisons intertwined within the system
Implemented into the hardware of the
Matrix created by the numbers followed
By numbers intertwined into the
Firmament of system core that nourishes
Threads and strings intertwined within
Cells intertwined within universe of things
Interconnected and attached to each
Other within the vortex of systems hurling
Connected to each other by knots and
Strings leading into webs into nets into
The hardware within the system of
Interconnected universes interlaced
In the multitudes of numbers connected
To other numbers finishing in yourself
Inspired by Pale fire
 Dec 2019
TheConcretePoet
i say you're not you
when you wear makeup
because you spend
so much time
in that mirror
making yourself
look like a rose....

well...

when i fell in love
with you
it was with your roots
the roots that are you
not the paint you use to cover
who i fell in love with,
the one i awaken to
in those early mornings
unpainted,
just naked.

and...

your beauty goes deeper!

the superficial you
leaves me wanting your roots,
the roots i want to water forever
the you in the mirror
was not what attracted me.

the you deep inside
is all you need to be,
you're already a rose
without all of that
paint on
your face.

your roots
are breath taking

your roots have
always left me
satisfied
your roots are
an aphrodisiac
to endless
intimacy.

your roots have
always been more
than enough
for me.
 Dec 2019
TheConcretePoet
as poets,

  we breathe in
the universe.

while others,

   breathe in
themselves.
 Dec 2019
manas
The eternal waves pound the sea shore,
and go away.
The shore patiently bears it.
the deep sea calls,
and calls again.
The shore patiently hears it.

Neither sea nor waves change their ways,
nor does the sea sway.
In deep, it's call echos forever,
as if a devout prays.

Seasons change and ages go,
they all remain same.
Neither sea nor shore gives up,
in this nature's divine game.

So learn all ye men to stand,
firm like rock in your faith.
Never abstain thy belief in him,
even in phase of death.
comment me thy tales of faith that made thy soul smile.
 Dec 2019
PS
You feel like winter to me
I hate to admit it
I want to nuzzle into the body of thee.

Like the snow
You remind of the one that sparkles during dusk
With the wind on the go.

Cold breeze on my cheeks
Like your kiss on my skin
Making me, far and away, weak.

Breathing with you
Is like livin' a dream
Like sippin' on the perfect brew.

Like the brain freeze you make me forget the whys
And the hows
Of my ins and arounds.

Like the quiet
You tranquil away
In the puff made diet.

The darkness of the sky
Matches the one in your eyes
When you paint yourself with the ***** dye.

Otherwise the blue
Matches the ink of the flakes
And its turns: the same patterned skew.

You're like the winter in december to me
My placid place
Where I can be.

~AllTheLovePS
Happy December
 Nov 2019
Styles
As we exchange gentle kisses;
             our bodies engage
             lips graze her ribcage
             her heart enclaves
             and her chest caves
             unto a soul encaged
             beating with passion
             and fueled by rage
              it's more than just lust
              it's the Passion we exchange.
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