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Dec 2013 galio

Pieter Andries Christiaan

You are that book I love to read...
the one that is unreadable-
no matter how hard I try...
I cant get my head wrapped around you

you are unreadable...

and it's driving me crazy,
because I m sure I am falling for someone
who has no interest in ever catching me...

but I'm not stopping now
id rather fall and get hurt by you...
to take the chance...
than to maybe someday live with the what-if's

and we cant hold hands...
we cant embrace...
there is no physicality involved...
it's lost somewhere in the thousands of miles that separate our hearts
but that doesn't stop me from listening to the saved voice-notes
and saving your photo as my wallpaper

because every time I look into those mystifying
,yet somewhat mocking brown eyes...
my heart skips a few thousand beats
Those bushy black eyebrow's ...
that cute button nose!!
it all makes me hope that someday...
all the goodbye's we text,
will turn into the goodnight's we whisper in each others ears...

but for now I'm fine with smiling at the screen....
for now I'm fine with crying when I play your voice-notes...
blushing when you flirt with me...
because...
for now...
I'm okay with listening to the harmony...
of two heartbeats in the distance

Dec 2013 galio

Small

Dec 2013 galio

Sebastian

Small

On a small blue planet
Rest a small blue house.

And In this small blue house
Sat a small blue box.

And in this small blue box
Lay a small blue book.

And on this planet
In this house
A small blue boy
Opened the box.

Then the book.

And he read.

I tried to make it look like small boy... not sure if anyone noticed!

This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NoDerivatives 4.0 International License.
©Sebastian @http://hellopoetry.com/sebastian/

Dec 2013 galio

Demons

Dec 2013 galio

Tammy M Darby

Demons

Hell's demons are everywhere
If I could only convince you to see
Drinking gin and tonic with style
Sipping haughtily on lemon and tea

Their distorted evil frightening faces
Are masked from human sight
As they pass you with indifference
Grinning and nodding
Moving left to right

However
Without warning
As their vicious appetites call
Growing hungry for souls
In the silence of the night
They gobble up foolish sinners they encounter
That disappear forever from sight

So the next time you have the desire to dine in the evening
Take a moment or a second or two
Remember faces are not all they seem
A demon may be sipping a martini,
While smiling and sitting right next to you

This poem is copyrighted and stored in author base. All material subject to Copyright Infringement laws
Section 512(c)(3) of the U.S. Copyright
Act, 17 U.S.C. S512(c)(3), Tammy M. Darby

Dec 2013 galio

The Dark Ages

Dec 2013 galio

Luap

The Dark Ages

The Dark Ages  (The Atheist)

“Do you solemnly swear to tell...
So help you God?”

Well,  (“No”)of course not, Twit, for there is
No god.

Then how do you know the truth?
The lie?  The thief?
Is there the immoral?

Or the moral?

Shall I covet for the hell of it?

**** the beggar, the homeless, the starving through the laws
Of Economics and Pandering to those who have?

In the Dark Ages, this was sufficient.

12/14/11

Another poem in the works...actually they all always subject to change, but must are settled.

Dec 2013 galio

The Last Poem I'll Write With You In Mind

Dec 2013 galio

Miranda

The Last Poem I'll Write With You In Mind

I decided today while I was watching the sun set that it was time to let go of you.
My thoughts have been consumed by you and I'd rather be thinking of someone else.
I told myself that when I was ready, I would write the last poem with you in mind.
This is it.
It's not much of a formal poem, but it will suffice.
Up until now the thought that you would be the only one to bring out my rays has still lingered.
I realized that I can be my own sun.
That sunset reminded me of you.
Bright and wanting to be noticed.
You never made a big show about anything you did because you knew you would do it again the next day.
That sunset ended and with it so did the last feelings I had for you.
I've found people who bring me so much happiness and appreciate me.
I've grown and prospered from that night last summer, but you haven't.
I hope it isn't like that for you forever.
I have decided to be happy.
I am the only sun I need.

For the last time,
m.h.

Dec 2013 galio

Survived This Year

Dec 2013 galio

jeremy wyatt

Survived This Year

This year things changed.
I changed,
change or die.
Some choice,
almost got it wrong.
One welcoming voice.
Kind and strong.
Pebbles start avalanches.
Smiles and hugs mend sad hearts.

This week, some special friends,
said "I love you."
A baby, a girl, women, men.
****, getting insecure again,
I don't deserve this love.
But they beat my barriers down.
A smile, love, a human touch,
a thing that means so much.

So I try not to hide,
or turn dead inside.
Make my heart and my eyes a guide,
to the Angels and aliens in the skies.

Of humanity.

They mean so much to me.
And those left from before,
I just feel for all the more.
So happy now, sitting here.
But I can feel looming fear.
But they will conquer it for me,
with a smile.

I am still alive this year, only because of my friends love and care.

Dec 2013 galio

Promise

Dec 2013 galio

Paulamae

Promise

Hold me like you'll never let go
Kiss me like it's the first time
Love me like you've never loved anyone before
*Promise me you'll stay mine.

Dec 2013 galio

Wreaked

Dec 2013 galio

Jae

Wreaked

The phone wails at 4 a.m. and the wave hits,
with the force of a violent tempest
I take the blow...to stomach, to chest, to heart
Silently screaming loudly to drown the words

Outside, alone, I ask for signs of life in a murky sea
A lyrical, tinny sound surprises me
The song of the music boxes you gave
or only wind chimes on a windless night?

Led to the front of the church, eyes upon us
we sit on red velvet and listen to a life reduced to words
the ocean inside me that has raged for days
is miraculously still as if a godly hand has raised to calm it

At home, the coolness of the hard wood on my forehead
as I fold upon the floor
does nothing to relieve the crashing, the breaking
as the waves rush in and out...

pulling broken bits of me into the deep.