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Fae Jun 2020
The ribbon of our lives
tied by our emotions.
Just like
interlaced fingers.
Eternal, just like
my emotions for you.
Unrequited affection.
Never satisfied.
Thirsty for more,
but never attainable.
Some of these poems have no titles. Also as per usual, the images have no reference to the poems, any relation is creation of your own design. They're old poems I found from high school - college. They're mostly terrible but I don't like keeping the old papers. So.. here. © 9 minutes ago
Sabika May 2020
Within the seconds between night
And day,
In dusk and in dawn,
I dwell in the grey
And balance the moon with the sun.
The sadness and frigidness are there
When there is no clear communication
Ambiguity is present
Along with a cryptic situation
Nothing but darkness
When words are left unspoken
You block your blessings
As things are sadly blown out of proportion
Filomena Nov 2019
Regret is not a choice
that you can be sure of
making right
here and now
but never again
shall we be free
for all
I cannot know
what
lies above
began
be gone!
Written Nov. 14-15 2019
XslyfoxX Mar 2019
A light flickers for five seconds.
A light goes dark.
A light shines for five seconds.
A light goes dark.
All is light, all is dark.
All is scene, all is lost.

In all the light, all I see is you.
In deepest dark, all I seek is you.
When the light blinds my eyes,
You’re what brings me sight.
When darkness steals my eyes,
You’re presence holds me tight.
Through sharpest light, and darkest night.
With love - slyfox
Zywa Dec 2018
Swimming pool conversations, half-naked
and touch-ready making an impression
yes
shiny rubbing each other in
under the hems and guess
yes
familiar curious innocence
of drowsing together

no
no desperate glances at him
no way for him to sound out if I
no
no embraces
no sweet words
.....please
no conquest with my *******
.....and longing mouth
no
no making his heart skip
.....with bated breath, waiting

saying no
long before
he asks me
"Ulysses" (1922, James Joyce), end

Collection "Eyes lips chest and belly"
Raizel Nov 2018
We were so much and then nothing,
We talked like strangers,
And then not at all.

You were gone and the drugs were there,
Powders, pops and smokes,
Numb the pain and the world.

You messaged me again,
Now we are something
But who knows what.

I'd rather have the drugs,
Than this talking,
Avoiding everything.

Why do you torture me?
With all this sweet talk
No answer about us.
All these sweet talks, the mug you sent me, and everything else. Why do you do it? When it tortures me so much, why do you avoid a real answer about us.
Dominic Wright Nov 2018
I remember the blurred vision,
And
Nose quivers.

The feeling of sadness free falling from my eyes.

I watched it take shape,
In the crevices of my palms.

Palmar Flexion.

My face was the night sky,
&
My eyes were the moon.

They controlled the tides,
And crashed the waves.

That night,
Actually,
Those 2 weeks,

I was stuck in the twilight.
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