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Mar 2016 Nora

Kiku

Mar 2016 Nora

Ronald D Lanor

Kiku

a chrysanthemum's
kiss upon autumn's crisp breath
forever in bloom

Mar 2016 Nora

empathy

Mar 2016 Nora

Dave Williams

empathy

it isn't really what we feel
it's what we're willing to share
and just because it isn't real
doesn't mean we're never there

communication has its fault
you'll get it when you're ready
so take it with a pinch of salt
i'll keep it slow and steady

i know that time will make it heal
i don't like to compare
but just because it isn't real
doesn't mean i'm never there

mostly i just don't know what to do about it

Mar 2016 Nora

Such A Pretty Face

Mar 2016 Nora

Rapunzoll

Such A Pretty Face

i swirl in van gogh.
i am charcoal stains
on blue,
a smile of barbed wire
for the painter,
i am mona lisa, true.

monet, he paints me
calm waters,
water lilies floating
in solitude,
he doesn't see
the fire sprouting
in my veins.

picasso cannot stain
my heart with colour,
magritte cannot
create a masterpiece
out of my eyes.

to be immortalized
i beg in pink
lick the brush
and paint myself
alive.

end my days
in escher,
sketch myself
out of the stairway,
into the globe.

throw myself
at deaths eye,
kiss the canvas
rotten, ******,
*pretty.

#love #poem #sad #depression #life #heart #pain #death #art #thoughts

Mar 2016 Nora

Dazed By You

Mar 2016 Nora

Rapunzoll

Dazed By You

I didn't think danger had a face,
I saw you and I saw red beauty,
Plump, ripe lips,
My strawberry kiss,
You taste just like chaos feels.

You sold yourself sweet,
Red beauty,
In every book left unread,
The only thought in my head.
I could never find a warm lover,
In eyes, cold as these tombstones
Which we now embrace.

Sunsets asphyxiate skylines,
Tear lines, fate lines,
I think God wanted to see his favourite fall

Tantalizing fruit, stains like wine
On the mouth,
There is red beauty in a kiss,
And angels aren't so kind,
But neither are you.

I finished reading Tess of the D'urbervilles recently and it inspired me to write this. The title also comes from a quote from the book "My eyes were dazed by you for a little, and that was all".

© copyright

#love #heartbreak #poem #poetry #sad #depression #life #pain #death #hurt

Mar 2016 Nora

Tarantino

Mar 2016 Nora

Jerusalem Cricket

Tarantino

I wanna be artistic
**** achromatic
violence like lip biting
& brain
splattered on the walls
of some place sacred
&I; wanna be worshipped like satan.

Sweet Christ.
my hopes are high.
as am I.

you've got a mind
I'd like to **** blind.
so whenever
you've got the time &
if you like
being set on fire.

I could help.

but we aren't friends
otherwise.
& you're selfish.

Not done with this. dunno how I feel. lovehate. strange feeling.

#love #hate #******* #strange #cantsleep #tarantino

Feb 2016 Nora

I'll Burn that Bridge

Feb 2016 Nora

Maple Mathers

I'll Burn that Bridge

when I come to it.

#mess #warm #cross #disaster #bridge #2012 #alcoholic

Feb 2016 Nora

Peripherally Mine

Feb 2016 Nora

Maple Mathers

Peripherally Mine

You are
My ellipsis dots,
                  trailing away, unspoken
. . .
                                                  You'll always belong
                                                                              on my horizon.

“I like your face better than you like my face.”

All poems original Copyright of Eva Denali Will © 2015, 2016
***Minus this one, sort of, as it was adapted but an old sinistra poem - the original work by my sister, Whitney Ingrid Will ©, 2007/2008.
<3

#always #the #are #you #belong #off #youll #dots #ellipsis #trailing

Feb 2016 Nora

Katie In Bed

Feb 2016 Nora

Reece AJ Chambers

Katie In Bed

Katie sleeps alone
   her clothes are a Dolly-mixture
   riot of colour
on the bedroom floor
   pictures from years past
   splashed slipshod
on the walls
   a medley of static flashes
   there’s half a glass
of a cloudy liquid nearby
   and her glasses
   decked in fingerprints
reflect morning light

Katie rolls over
   with eyes barely open
   as her phone spews out
a generic pop song
   and she groans
   and her hair
is a cream detonation
   on the pillow
   her mother is calling
Katie is running
   or rather snoozing late
   this is how it is she thinks
this is what I have become

Written: February 2016.
Explanation: A poem written in my own time (100 words long), and the potential start of a new series focusing on a fictional girl called Katie. I am fairly happy with this first piece, although I hope future poems will be stronger of course. For non-British readers, 'dolly-mixture' refers to the confectionery of the same name, found in the UK, consisting of small, squashy fondant shapes. All feedback welcome. A link to my Facebook writing page can be found on my HP home page.
NOTE: Many of my older pieces will be removed from HP at some point in the future.

Feb 2016 Nora

Breakfast Thoughts

Feb 2016 Nora

Nabs

Breakfast Thoughts

They say,
"Your body is a temple."
Does that mean
I need to purge
my self out of it?

Sorry guys today aint a good day

#eatingdisorder #coping #shortpoem #badday