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 Sep 2024 Paul James
Eric Pratt
I watch silently a memory
Waving at the man I used to be
My eyes drying
Those years trying, fighting crying
The only tears I still possess are held in handfuls at my chest
But no one knows
And so my isolation grows
Perhaps one day my face the sun might meet but all I see are shadows clawing at my feet
So I stop pretending that my wounds are mending
Just because I look away and blindly stagger through the days
I need to breathe
I need to leave
Before my agony consumes the hope of harmony
And stop watching who I used to be because he's no longer me
 Sep 2024 Paul James
Jeremy Betts
I have no tongue left to bite
A gruesome sight
It's been cannibalized
From accepting your lies
That hit a raw nerve
"That's what I deserve"
You know that's on my mind
Hit with my own issues on the side that's blind
You take advantage of my choice
Willfully giving up my voice
But now this one sided desire
You set on fire
And blame it on me
Because it's so...
Friggin'...
Easy

©2024
 Sep 2024 Paul James
Caden
close your eyes babe
what do you see?
a starry night or a porcelain sky?
is it the shade of navy you love?
i closed my eyes and i saw the world grabbing me gently, pulling me tight and close,
while it whispers sweet nothing in my ear
i envision a love that is endless,
a heart so large that it overflows,
and a passion that even fruits envy.
so tell me darling,
have you a dream to sell me?
 Sep 2024 Paul James
Anya
There is still time
To have breakfast in bed
after we woke up
There is time to talk
Slowly
Carefully
Picking words which don’t hurt
We can still hold hands
Gaze into each other’s eyes
Be kind
Be nice
We still have time to laugh
Watch each other smiles
And be amazed
Everyday

It is not too late
 Sep 2024 Paul James
Saumya
it hurts
 Sep 2024 Paul James
Saumya
Why does our soul crave someone else when we're so complete in ourselves.
The wind whispered to the trees
Who sent messages in fallen leaves

The bluebell rang out the alarm
And the rabbits burrowed out of harm

The birds carried the message on a wing
Then the forest fell asleep until the spring
Thank you for bringing back to life a 2019 poem.
I don't like the middle
It feels like an ocean
Swimming it everyday
I want to be close to the shore
Where you are
Where I can at least see you
Hear you
The middle feels almost like
Drowning
You are too far
To help me get thru
Or throw me a lifeline
Reassure me
So
I can at least float
To your shore
I hate the middle of the week. This is my best description of how it feels.
 Aug 2024 Paul James
LL
look into my eyes
and you'll see how silently
I'm screaming right now
They say that LOVE
is a four letter word,
The feeling of
LONGING and ATTRACTION,
A deep feeling of
FONDNESS and TENDERNESS and
of a Deep, Deep
LOVE CONNECTION!!!
LOVE can be defined in so many ways,
It doesn't always have to be about AFFECTION,
There is a FRIENDSHIP and
a FAMILY TYPE OF LOVE!!!
LOVE could also be
seen as PROTECTION!!!


B.R.
Date: 4/17/2024
I am that lonely star who tried to shine after seeing you.
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