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There's ether in
the cloud at the
bottom of the hill.
Birthdays come and
go,
and they seal the deal.
Feelings change with
the wind,
but time is real.
It's a thief,
and it likes to steal.
Time steals everything
 Dec 2020 Poetry by MAN
Kamal
I am not an alcoholic.
I drink to write.
I write to remember ...
My journey from the abyss to old age  
No pity is needed nor warranted
Just leave me be ... with a drink
My past makes me invincible
Pour me a drink with a side of summer breeze
I want to remember ... so I can breathe
Cheers, my lonely drink.
A bsolute
L  ove
I   s
V  isible
E  verywhere
I stare into the mirror,
At the monster staring back,
And I polish up my horns,
And adjust my suit of black.

For such a long time I pretended,
That I was young, and wild, and free,
But I'm accepting who I am now,
There can be no you with me.

I was a poet writing poems,
For a girl I truly missed,
But now I'm just a demon,
With a purpose I can't resist.

But as I stare into the mirror,
For just a moment I can see,
The much lovelier kind of devil,
That you once saw in me.
Next time I wake from sleep
for keeps – from deepest, darkest
slumber – I may come back a little
bird to visit in the summer; my
quetzal pomp, green feathered
grace, singing through my hunger –
when I am gone, I may come back
your pretty bird, a wonder.
Insatiable

Never have I ever met someone who clicks with me as intimately as you do, a little bit at a time my love.. I'll reveal it all slowly to you. My fingers dance within soft locks of hair, my eyes dart around the room with half lidded gazes and I spot my lace underwear.. Cleverly entwined your body crashes into mine, wave after wave of pleasure overtaking the final shreds of logic left in my mind. You gaze at me as I absolutely lose myself in you, touching you and tasting you has released inhibitions that have long brewed. My heart races with a fiery passion that's been barely kept inside, you tell me that I have nothing to hide. I allow you to take me on a trip that taught me what I couldn't fathom before or see, I am absolutely insatiable when you're inside of me.
His body

Slowly my fingers traced patterns along his spine, water droplets creating my artistic lines, absolutely his skin made me marvel.. It was carved by the gods, effortlessly formed and created... His very presence makes me elated. My hands roam him as if I'm seeking the very reason to exist, I've come to the conclusion that my reason is for this.. To explore him, to adore him, to meet his gaze. To get lost in a love-filled haze.
Hi , I am she .
She who is lost .
She who constantly needs validation ...
For she is not capable of any healthy relations ...
She who controls you so much with LOVE .. you die .

She who questions her looks ,
Am I enough ?
She who is simply insecure .

YOU , made me this way .
Always making me wonder .

Always a **** mystery .
You played me better than a gambler .

Light your cigarette ...
Then pass it to me ...
You are unworthy of peace of mind .

Im insecure ,
because I keep you .
Knowing I could replace you at the drop of a dime .
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