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 Nov 2019 Lama
Lex
Burn
 Nov 2019 Lama
Lex
Pass the bottle to me,
but before you do
let it linger on your lips.
I want to taste you,
right before the burn of the liquor hits
 Nov 2019 Lama
Emily Dickinson
1400

What mystery pervades a well!
That water lives so far—
A neighbor from another world
Residing in a jar

Whose limit none have ever seen,
But just his lid of glass—
Like looking every time you please
In an abyss’s face!

The grass does not appear afraid,
I often wonder he
Can stand so close and look so bold
At what is awe to me.

Related somehow they may be,
The sedge stands next the sea—
Where he is floorless
And does no timidity betray

But nature is a stranger yet;
The ones that cite her most
Have never passed her haunted house,
Nor simplified her ghost.

To pity those that know her not
Is helped by the regret
That those who know her, know her less
The nearer her they get.
 Nov 2019 Lama
Emily Dickinson
1233

Had I not seen the Sun
I could have borne the shade
But Light a newer Wilderness
My Wilderness has made—
 Nov 2019 Lama
Emily Dickinson
721

Behind Me—dips Eternity—
Before Me—Immortality—
Myself—the Term between—
Death but the Drift of Eastern Gray,
Dissolving into Dawn away,
Before the West begin—

’Tis Kingdoms—afterward—they say—
In perfect—pauseless Monarchy—
Whose Prince—is Son of None—
Himself—His Dateless Dynasty—
Himself—Himself diversify—
In Duplicate divine—

’Tis Miracle before Me—then—
’Tis Miracle behind—between—
A Crescent in the Sea—
With Midnight to the North of Her—
And Midnight to the South of Her—
And Maelstrom—in the Sky—
 Oct 2019 Lama
Gulishta
Faith.
 Oct 2019 Lama
Gulishta
He said he knew me...
For who I was.
Said he saw me....
As I was.
Loved me to the core...
For what I was.

Perfection.... he said I defined.
Projection....but his heart was mine.
Respect and adoration ...
Made his eyes shine.

His words ....left a greater meaning.
His eyes....told me from the beginning.
His smile...finally reached his eyes.
The fight....at last he did decide.

The faith in me...
     ...more about the faith in him.
The love for me...
     ...more the love for him.
 Oct 2019 Lama
Vagish
Why Monsoon?
 Oct 2019 Lama
Vagish
Because
She was a lightning

Bright and shining up in the clouds

Her hair were black like the rain clouds

bouncing as she moved around

clear were her eyes like the droplet falling from the sky

her anklets making the sound

as if rains drops are hitting the ground

Now I am writing with a mood as colorful as a rainbow

About a girl I once saw

That's why Monsoon is my favorite season.
 Oct 2019 Lama
else
Poetry
 Oct 2019 Lama
else
Inside my heart, inside of me,
There is a place longing for poetry.
 Oct 2019 Lama
Mike Hauser
I'm painting a hole
where I'll eventually crawl
Into the dark
to get away from it all
 Oct 2019 Lama
Your Local Cryptid
In this deep dark hole I'm falling into, there only is one light
That light is you and I am asking, can you help me through the night?
the only thing I need is you, mon amour
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