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 Feb 2017 naeuta
Syafiq
My Secret
 Feb 2017 naeuta
Syafiq
Let me be your secret
In the darkness of the sky
In eerie silence
Bringing you hope
In your darkest hours

Let me be your secret
This beautiful but slippery thing
The much fabled happiness
Ethereal whiff of possibilities
A kiss that lingers all day

Let me be your secret
As you wander, guided by your lost soul
Spilling ink from the heart
When there's teardrops
Those clear liquid rolling down your cheeks

Let me be your secret
Relinquish your fears, stay for a while
All your tears, I shall dry
Only smiles we shall seek
As my soul takes a plunge

You are my secret
For your smile gives the stars their glimmer
 Feb 2017 naeuta
woolgather
You were red,
I was blue.
You turn lilac whenever I'm near,
Then red violet when you talk to me.
I turn teal when you smile,
Then uncertain as indigo when you call my name.
Then yellow came around,
You turned orange.
I turned green.
Whenever you're with me I turn you brown.
Now I disgust you.
Now I ***** you.
I strip myself of the hues I've made.
Now I'm just black.
Devoid of anything, of anyone.
Of us, of you.
Combinations aren't even right
 Feb 2017 naeuta
Gem
Sleepless Night
 Feb 2017 naeuta
Gem
Tick tock, the clock strikes twelve
and I am not myself
I twist and I squirm and I roll on my bed
and think of things I should have said

Tick tock, it's late but I'm up
I think I need a dose or a cup
of you whom I adore,
of you whom I wake up for

Tick tock, it's a new day again
and I'll tell you this cause I can
I love you every minute of every day
so will you promise me you'll stay?


*g.b.
 Feb 2017 naeuta
onlylovepoetry
a teeny tiny
whited-out blank space,
the tenuous boundary that separates,
higher man from untamed beast,
so powerful when respected,
the crowning hallmark of human acclamation
we all do wear by right of birth and breathe


you see it right?

that invisible peaceful white
spatial, tiny yet palatial dot that separates
us from rack and ruin,
the mighty differential pause between

in civility and incivility

come not to preach or harangue,
my counsel kept within the
between beats of a mournful drum,
respectfully and slowly banged

each silent separation a prayerful plea,
the inserted peacekeepers of our spoken words,
employ well those powerful pauses that refresh
the speaker and the listener so well

leave behind your
self-righteous disbelief in others' beliefs,
that morphs into no toleration,
an arrogant surety,
that surely the ****-ytical results of
your thoughtful processes,
inevitability correct and brook no resistance

the shrill strumpets
of either side
confidently worship at no church
but to the false gods
of their own mirrored reflection,
who smiles back approvingly
at those who scream the loudest...

outlaw the outrage of your rage,
come to my white clothed table,
put aside the wrath of overbearing,
represent your disparate conclusions
with harmonious, breathable pauses
to reflect and respect
our distinctive and distinguished differences

no one ever lost a reasoned argument
that began with a considered, well tempered

good morning

what has this to do with
only love poetry?


*well, everything...for you must love thy neighbor
as you love yourself
Feb. 2017
 Dec 2016 naeuta
SamBee
clouds in sky - sweeping
what does it mean to be wind?
where will I go next?
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