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She is a haunted creature,
with stained fingers
and coal eyes
Skin wrapped around bones
and chilly veins.

"Black Crow"
her ghost taunts her,
his lips stained pomegranate,
teeth glittering
and mind spiraling
There are some who may prefer a cloudless sky and the touch of a warm sun. These hearts are similar climates, and you may find them at no great distance from the equator.

Not mine.

My love is for the sedge and moss covered upland of frozen lakes, where the cold white blanket covers the steppes. Peace is found here, among the ice and whispered within the biting gale as it travels over her skin.

Her chill breath touches me, and I am not driven away.
For within my chest beats a fire as black as space between the stars.

And I go unclothed, as the caribou carry me across the frozen land.

I am the horned god.
Like I said. Frayed hair dipped in barbecue sauce. I can't even.
A Year ago, in the same date
As A Stranger I entered this beautiful Garden Hp
A Beautiful flower (Elsa) drags me with her pure heart
Wise words (from wolf, Sir Poet,Jack, etc.) kept me to know the life’s secret
Sweet buds (Smiriti, Aarvie,) enjoys me with their great writes
Love Birds (Brandon &jane;) echoes me their beautiful rhythms
My Beautiful Bros (ryn, Joe, pradip,spt, Mufiq) supports me and admires with their strong writes
My Sweet sisters (Donna, pax, nimah, Vicki) fills my heart with their pure poems
All my new friends (Eddie, patty, gray l, tropica, wepping willow, Mysterious , Jimmy, its gona make sense, packin heat ,Poetry journal,Dark n beautiful, Wilson, Rose, James, Margaux, Asim, etc) gave me beautiful space and spirits..
Being a part of this beautiful family, felt proud and happy. I take this day to thank all my family who supports me and hears me. My sincere thanks to all.(might missed someone. Thanks to them too.)
I miss many beutiful poets especially my aka (elsa)..
Sorry missed some important members who constantly support me
(Ignetious Hosina,Gutham,HB,Thomas A Robinson)
I want to give you flowers
Red lilies from the window atop a windmill
Where your fantasies are made real
If only you would go there with me
The vase though is not what I want
I want the moment in your eyes
The instant when you believe in me

And there they are
Alone by the window, longing for Holland
Is it possible that you have forgotten
It is hard to live life as a movie
To know that this really means that
But  flowers in a darkened room know
They knew because the water was cold

I want to live my life with yours
I would sleep in the other room, a year or more
Flowers have nothing in common with obligation
But only what you believe is what matters
The rest of my life is open
The soil awaits the seeds you hold in your hand
I thought the flowers might remind you
Lyrically I'm a poet
Like a romantic,
I'm hopeless,
Getting lost in the days,
I get lost in your gaze,
Inspired by true passion,
A kiss,
To see what happens...
With every action,
There is reaction,
No denying,
The attraction...
Endearing words of affection,
Fall just short of perfection,
Once night falls,
Sleep begins to call,
Sweet dreams are wished,
I see them...
Your sweet lips,
Then your eyes,
As if forever searching,
Finally find each other,
Bursting with emotion,
Now go back,
Read it again,
So my story of  you,
Will never end.
It takes strength to walk away from a toxic relationship, weakness to stay.

Wishful thinking will have you believing old problems or tyrant personalities have or will dissipate.

By constantly relenting, nothing will change.

Having said that, there is still time for you to gather your strength.

Take a stand, don’t stay victim to someone unworthy of your love.

Instead just walk away.
I've been in some unpleasant relationships, one in particular broke me down. Broken down and shattered some more... Eventually i pulled myself back up. Very thankful for the loving support of my family and a particular friend. Anyone who may be struggling or scared to leave an abusive/toxic relationship, in most situations clarity only comes after chance after chance, each one being thrown out the window... Stay strong, you aren't alone.
I want to be so close to her
that she feels my words
touching her
the way I want to

She was a Gemini
she spun me around as she walked by
her ocean blue eyes, caught my eye
had to say something before she passed by
looking each other over, we both said hi
her smile lifted my spirits high
we fell in love, like love at first sight in clear blue sky
went on a date that day, were an item by night
I could tell it was real, everything felt right
making more than just love
sparked a fire
in each others life
that will
burn for our the rest of our life
if living without her is wrong
then I don't want to be a right
thats just the way I feel about it
cause once you have amazing
you cant live without it
that's why I  just want to be so close to her
that she feel my words
the way I felt her
Lost among the sand dunes
lost upon the fading light.
The last days of September
Summer fades away tonight.
The way the weather changes,
the way the seasons
all give way.
To a new beginning,
the dawning of another day.
Lost among the sand dunes.
The ocean never seems to change.
Yet every single motion,
brings the birth of a new wave.
The lighthouse in the corner,
a light that never seems to fail.
Reflecting on your beauty.
The light that carries me away.
I sit on the edge of the abyss and look into the darkness hoping that something will look back. I revisit wounds that have been carved into my psyche and tear at the stitches that bind them. I cannot let them heal because already there are too many emotional scars. So each time I torment myself reliving what I have done, unable to find forgiveness with in. I live in a hell of my own making, hoping that one day there will be an answer from the inner darkness and I will be able to end my own torment.
I find peace in the rain
like drops of pain drain down
rabbit holes and relic phones
missing calls made many moons ago
like waves and floods and blooming buds
new beginnings, measly winnings, still not your heart
take me apart, with broken glass, cracks
and paper creases, pleas and pleases
pieces, proving parts still move in hearts
hold fast for hurricanes that say to leave her
for love I'll be a firm believer.
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