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 May 2013
K Balachandran
Just the memories of her,
make his winery full;
he gets inebriated at will,
drinking it drop by drop.
 May 2013
James Ellis
Though the tides still turned
my heart and soul burned
when I thought that "We:"
*will most likely never be...
 May 2013
K Balachandran
A reminder of my father,
am I, they remind often.
No need to repeat,
what my every cell is aware.
 May 2013
K Balachandran
She was on the brink,
he just whispered "Explode"
that really lit the fuse,
she was awaiting his nod.
Wink, blink, explode, be one with cosmos...make Nirvana yours at least for some moments!
 May 2013
K Balachandran
A small aircraft, noisy intruder
cleaved the star filled night sky,
foolishly demanding more attention
than the brightest constellation.
 May 2013
Tilly
Do you see him behind me?

Stood, in mists of muddy red, with arms gesticulating;

I can't...
With opened closures.
Muddy red aura - Anger (repelling)
 May 2013
Tilly
Leave each day... and watch
my silent words forming stars above you.
Shining, yet dead; Overt within
nights black hollow.
missing someone special :/
(rather dramatically, lol)
 Apr 2013
bambi
I was told that the people you love
turn to ghosts inside of you
and like this, they survive.

But no one's ever told
how it feels to become the ghosts
that loathe being kept alive.
I've been gone, feedback is very welcome.
 Apr 2013
bambi
I've learned to submerge
in sparse droplets of
your scent and skin

I let them melt on my tongue
so that they may sustain
my body for months

I will bathe in this for a moment
but your fresh wet scent
will linger


and I refuse to quench this thirst

though I know I'm going to drown.
Work in progress, what do you think of it.
 Apr 2013
bambi
"Dreamers" would be kind, but no--
two liars
from the start.

We can't exist
outside this place

the streets lead us
apart.
Um. As usual, a vague and inarticulate thought. Critique appreciated.
 Apr 2013
bambi
She told me her story.
How it is to miss another soul
so thoroughly,

that their name

behind your teeth

gorges on

your waking dreams.
More to come later as I continue my conversation with our protagonist. Thanks for reading.
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