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 Feb 20
Asher
she brings the rain, soft and slow,  
a hush of silver, a gentle glow.  
yes, i care for springtime bright,  
but care for nothing in her light.  

she brings the rain, the world turns grey,  
yet melts the clouds, she clears the way.  
in dawn’s embrace, so cool, so wide,  
she brings the rain, i stand inside.
inspired by a song i heard in the show euphoria
 Feb 20
Soulless
In the hollow of the night, we drift alone,  
The light a lie, a whisper on the stone.  
We search for warmth, but find the cold instead,  
And wonder why the darkness fills our head.  

The light you crave is faint and far away,  
A fragile hope that flickers, then decays.  
It promises to lift you from despair,  
But leaves you here, abandoned in the air.  

The shadows are not foes, but friends who stay,  
They understand the price we have to pay.  
They linger close, not to torment or break,  
But to remind us of the love we fake.  

For light, it seems, has never filled the hole—  
It only scratches at the edges of the soul.  
And in the dark, where silence fills the space,  
We find a truth too hard for light to face.  

The more we chase, the more we fall behind,  
For what we seek is just a dream confined.  
And in the shadows, we are forced to see,  
That light was never meant to set us free.
a contrasting reply to my friend's poem :> Thanks for letting me write this, Luz! Please read Lights, guys!
 Feb 20
Bekah Halle
Speak Lord, I'm listening,
lavish me with your jewels:
Grace, gentleness and patience
Are like ravishing red rubies and pearls,
Their wellspring is forever refreshing.
 Feb 20
Mark Bell
Heart without love
Stars without space
An unused womb
is a lonely place.
Unspoken prose
An unwritten tune
Melodies without a stave
Who are you
to walk alone
Slowly to your grave.
Withering away
Closing of your mind
Sadness of the darkness
Going blind
Being a member of the
Human race
Can be hell of a lonely place
 Feb 20
Bekah Halle
Inside, I’m screaming out, “look at me!”
“Notice me!”
Too, long, too long,
I’ve neglected to see me because I was lost, looking over at others.
Such wasted years, such waste to fears, discouragement in my ears, the many times, I’ve wiped those tears
Stained eyes, they were closed for a period of many, many days, to get new sight, and
To hear the truth within; “darling, I see you; you are my beloved.”
Deep senses quieten, even though tremmers still pulse,
Claiming life within thriving for expression.
I can’t stop; I allow you to be seen, heard, criticised, discarded...celebrated, yes, honoured, revelled, desired, loved.
Because that’s who you are, who you’ve always been, when you were off, waiting to be seen.
But now I am here, and now I begin again,
New steps, new paths; enjoy, embrace joy!
 Feb 20
Bekah Halle
We are but a speck of dust,
Gold and valuable, but
Small and crushable.
Worthy of all love, and yet
Wounded we live, held.
 Feb 19
Bekah Halle
What happens after
success; the things you've
been hoping for,
working towards,
what happens then?
 Feb 19
Bekah Halle
Daily, I work so hard
To be straight,
Perfect.
To need not.
But daily, I am reminded
Of how crooked I am;
Abundantly needy.
 Feb 19
Bekah Halle
The clouds look old today, grey and sagging.
They hang lifeless, bringing everything down with them.
I shiver, not with potential, but with bitterness
About the bleak foreboding that looms.
 Feb 18
Bekah Halle
The Burra boomed
Shattering stillness
And announcing
all ‘smart’ phones alarms are defunct.
Lights lit up  one-by-by one,
As the sleepy slumber was no more.
Daily grind begins
On setting 2.0 on
The bean machine.
Thrive or die:
the mantra for this world.
 Feb 17
JAMIL HUSSAIN
In the quiet of a moonlit night, Jamil stands still, surrounded by the whispers of his own heart. Each eye—each voice within him—begins to speak, each sharing its own perspective on love. They reveal the depths of their thoughts, all of them united in one truth: that love, in its countless forms, is the most profound and intricate experience one can know. And so, Jamil listens, his heart wide open, as the eyes of his soul speak to him in rhymes and rhythms, each offering their own vision of love.

Starry Eyes:
“Love is the light that whispers on high,
A glimmer that dances in the midnight sky.
Infinite, silent, it guides with grace,
A celestial touch in time and space.”

Caring Eyes:
“Love is the warmth in a tender embrace,
A healing touch, a soft, kind face.
It’s the quiet that soothes, the gentle hand,
A steady heart that helps you stand.”

Practical Eyes:
“Love is built on time’s steady beat,
A promise kept, a vow complete.
It’s not in fleeting passion’s fire,
But in quiet work and hearts that aspire.”

Jealous Eyes:
“Love is a treasure, delicate and rare,
To guard it close with tender care.
A flame that flickers, a spark to keep,
Guard it well, lest it fall too deep.”

Fierce Eyes:
“Love is a storm that cannot be tamed,
A fire that burns, an unquenchable flame.
It sears the soul, it takes no pause,
Love is the wildest of untamed laws.”

Shy Eyes:
“Love is a whisper, soft and shy,
A glance, a smile, a secret sigh.
It blooms in silence, like a flower in the dark,
Hidden, yet bright, with a silent spark.”

Broken Eyes:
“Love can break, but still it mends,
A crack in the heart that time defends.
From the ruins, it rises anew,
Love’s strength is born from pain we knew.”

Open Eyes:
“Love is endless, wild and free,
A dance of joy, a storm at sea.
It is both light and dark combined,
A journey, unbound, for hearts to find.”

Lustful Eyes:
“Love is the heat, the touch, the fire,
A blaze that burns with fierce desire.
It flares up sudden, wild and free,
A breathless chase, a symphony.”

Gorgeous Eyes:
“Love is beauty, a divine creation,
A canvas of light, a sweet temptation.
It’s the art that makes the soul take flight,
A vision that dazzles, pure and bright.”

Jamil:
“Now I see, love’s many hues,
A fire, a whisper, a moment that renews.
It is fierce and soft, in every part,
A dance of soul, a work of art.”
The Eyes Speak: A Rhythmic Tale of Love 17/02/2025 © All Rights Reserved by Jamil Hussain
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