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 Jan 2013 Holly W
Mike Fashé
Moon
 Jan 2013 Holly W
Mike Fashé
Sensual by Aphrodite gift
Crafted by serenades
Beauty carved by the finest blade
Hazel diamond shades
It’s often said, weakness for elegant grace
Drives the loveliest man insane
Deprived to be nocturnal
Sleepless nights
Cursed in vain
Any man to have you…
Thorns of pain that feels eternal
Magnificently a breath taker by divine
Hallucination of the fibbed eye
To tell such lies
Rhythm of the velvet heart
Harmonies sung so peacefully & softly
Spirits are drawn together
Like two alabaster doves
  Loving each other daily & nightly

Ever the moment
Hug you dearly
Love you
Like no God can ever imagine
Look me in the eyes
Can’t we just make life happen?


Lonesome heart
One failure after another
Misunderstood compassion
Misconception for love is lost
Despite of my action
Empty like deep space
Searching from dream & reality
For the sweetest taste
Asking question from the wise Oracle
Will my heart ever find a mate?

Echo’s from the cryptic name
Reminiscing in the hollow mind
Close your eyes
This is all a daze
Smoke with delusional haze
Crossing paths…
Can’t across the maze
Forbidden until time fades…
Grab both your hands
Maybe the next lifetime
Where daylight shows its beauty rays…

Never in all the life times had I lived
Time and century
From one past to present
The future blooms
From the tiniest seed
That grows life
To where our souls might cross one day
In the sphere
Of Gaia
Green plants from the beautiful ground
Blue skies
Surrounded by the beautiful white angel
Look after her soul
Protect her from who they once stole
Care for her
For she brings heart & soul
As the story goes,  
  The weak & the needy
Dream for no blackheart
Shot by the arrow that purges
Life
Love each other
Never fall apart

As the sunset sets
Silhouettes of the appealing moon
Dream I’ll soon…
Privileged to have created a night
A sea of enjoyment
From the one dream
Failure to grasp beauty
Until now
As if kismet intended to be…
Love each day
As if it’s your last
For one day
Maybe we could lie in the grass
Consume life
For all it’s glory
One day will write a story
If not now
Then a lifetime is worth waiting
This is a cryptic love crush poem lol. For a dream to become reality... the heart desires what it wants.
 Jan 2013 Holly W
Olga Valerevna
I want to find a pair of wings before I  float away
'Cause flying gives you more control so you can leave or stay
But every time I try to search I step on shallow ground
And thus the journeys I take on are all the more profound
I scribble down with shaking hands the places that I've seen
And hope that any details missed can fill the in between
I've come to know this dusty road is longer than it seems
But facts are only relative to poorly written schemes
It's only when my balance slips that I become attuned
And fully comprehend my state, to lies and death immune
Enveloped in a cloud of fog, I've made it past the shore
Of everything I left behind to float away once more
How Werid is it
That I have feelings for you
Of all people?
You took him from me
so you two could be happy
but since you and I started talking
You show no interest
but instead
You show it towards me
How weird is it
that even though i tried
to hate you when we first met
I end up being someone you like
How weird is it
That I
Reciprocate those feelings?
You like him
You like me
your mind changes
like the sea
I love you
yes I do
What will it take
for you to love me too
All I do is Cry
And feel the need
to lay down and die
You're the one for me
How can I make you see
He's no good
understood?
he'll hurt you
even if you plea
seeing you
makes me ache
I hope you realize
you've made a mistake
A simple stretch made uneasy with nerves at your back screaming
Silently at the window frame, your fingers splayed
Against a heart held bleeding
bandaged, don't remember offering
up this battered vessel in a covenant of beating
words against frozen ribs that lack understanding
of what's being asked
through lips not moving and eyes unblinking
A reflection of yourself through the glass
unflinching
with fingers splayed next to the door frame

Reality is a breath against the aperture of decisions
 Jan 2013 Holly W
BarelyABard
I am a child of the north and south.
I am a son of the east and west.
I am a ghost of the sky and sea
A mirrored reflection of sun and moon.
I am dirt and I am water.
I am nothing and I am everything.
 Jan 2013 Holly W
R A Sanders
I looked up and saw you,
You looked like a hero,
Halos of gold shined above your head,
You rebuilt roads that were broke,
You fixed every problem,
You kept together our home,
I wanted to be just like you,
My heart swelled with love for you.
I was your little solider,
I was your little helper,
I was your little friend,
I was your baby girl,
You were my best friend.
It was all to my surprise,
The man I loved with all my heart,
Didn't have love for me at all,
If he loved me, he wouldn't have done what he did,
He loved his drugs and alcohol,
He always got so mean,
Maybe he doesn't remember,
But I'll never be able to forgot what he did to me.
I still live with the broken remains,
The sad memories,
Of the love that I once had,
Now all I feel is the loss, the pain, and the break,
I've become so confused,
I can't live with what you did,
It's just to much.
 Jan 2013 Holly W
Overwhelmed
there’s a heart
grown heavy
laying in bed
trying to wake
up

453 times he’s said
to himself
“wake up”
but it’s only putting
him back to sleep,
a hypnosis
untended
or fate that cannot
be escaped?

wake up he says for
the 454th time
but his eyes stay shut
and he can hear birds
chirping their bird songs
outside of his
window

he can feel the weight
of his existence:
each social expectation,
each biological demand,
just another pound on
his shoulders
but
he’s been down
on the ground for a while
now

the heavy heart
prays to be
emptied

wake up, he says,
and counts 455
wake up, he says,
and counts 456
wake up he says
and counts 457
wake up, he says,
and counts 458
wake up, he says,
and goes back to
sleep
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