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hazem al jaber Dec 2020
Absence ...

On the banks of the flames ...
an amazing crazy fire ...
crazy stuns got melted ...
because of your absence ...
it lighted fires ...
inside my sadly heart ...
and left it on hot coals ...
kept it with a wishes ...
with hope only ...
with prays ...
to come back again ...
to extinguish ...
all my fires ...
into the heart ...
my heart ..
which it loved you ...
forever ...

because of you ...
sweetheart ...
because of your absence ...
i got ...
a dying crazy lover ...
with no choice ...
with no taste ...
to this life ...
and a lost my paths ...
and got burn ...
as a wood fired ...

yes sweetheart ...
your absence ...
is like all fires ...
it eating ...
with every second ...

hazem al ...
Arindam Barooah Dec 2020
uneasiness encore
tearing at the seams
all over me.

presence scruples
as your absence haunts
in the reality.

desire ignites
longing burns
bringing out passions deep within.

I feel
I strive to feel your
breath
whisper
touch
voice
essence
an undone trail you left
lingering every nook and corner.

the heart lies awake
flurry of excitements await
to quench the thirst of lustful longing.

you come to sew up
the undone you left
to enslave with your charms
to take my breath away.
N Jan 2021
Alone
with my ardent longings

Mourning
the mornings I spent in her absence

Three years,
and I still burn, want, and weep
N Dec 2020
The rain is pouring,
an orchid is drowning,
and you are still sleeping
Crystal Fang Dec 2020
I woke up this morning,
and found tears rolling down my cheek.
Like the rain on a sunny day
I wondered why they fell.
Were they of joy at seeing you once more
or sorrow that you will be gone again tomorrow.

Is it your absence or your presence
that causes me such heartache
Would I be happier if you left or stayed?
distance makes the heart say you want her
"distance makes the heart grow fonder"
dailythoughts Oct 2020
Neutrality / n.

absence of decided views, expressions, or strong feelings

"I am in all sorts of neutrality."
the easy way
ri Oct 2020
last night I dreamt
on fettered branches
the green edge of your knife
splitting us in two

and your wicked tongue
poked out to taste the salt

how many times
will I scribble these lines
praying for ink to fill the absence?
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