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ilias Sep 2020
We collide
when thoughts connect
We bond through
the gravity of words
And when we hold
each other
Our atoms seem
to touch
Cox Aug 2020
Time takes place in moments. A lot of the time I want to keep still.
Capture the moment.
Become the air and live amongst every atom in our universe.
To understand life, but to live it without questioning... wondering...
To be the air, or to be nothing at all.
Krysha Dec 2019
It was the arrangement of the stars
As i was brought in here
Sun in pisces
Oh, was it my fault 
I saw it end before it even began
i was saving two ends from tying knot
From damaged knits and sorrow
I felt it like you sense a coming
Tragedy or a storm
On a bright day in warm arms
I felt it in rushing heartbeats 
And in withdrawing tongues
That self-realization is on your front door
And later that night your
Atoms will soon be weary of mine
Must i be mad and blame 
That cosmic movement for
This piscean intuition
Must i be mad for i had not
Felt love as it was
For this heart was already in 
The crashing end, ready to free you
When you so willingly still 
wanted to be held
Had i not, Youd be the one 
to let loose while i was still in 
the comfort of your arms 
and id be the one to beg
Love me and my misery, again
But i dont intend to shame myself
On a bright day in warm arms
I saved two hearts from crashing
i wish that youre still in the same place that i am. Yung lugar na nanghihinayang, lugar na namimiss ka pa rin. Sana bumalik sa dati. Sana ako parin.
Tai Roberts Aug 2019
They say that we are made of stardust,
Sixteen billion years of history and beauty.
Our atoms have arrived here from the far reaches of a distant universe,
Of a place that I will never know.
When I die, maybe I'm not saying a last farewell.
Maybe I'm going home
A 50 word poetry challenge
thesa May 2019
i'm happy because i know
one day my body will dissolve into its atoms
and that's when i will reach
infinity
MisfitOfSociety Apr 2019
Atoms scattered upon water, grass and ground.
Mother gathered the collection of atoms. Then ate them, drank them and inhaled them.

Specks of light interwoven to create my source code.
From warmth into the dark, my dream was cut too short.
It was cut much too short.

Where was her ******* to cry milk for me?
Where was her arms to embrace me?
I was supposed to have a long dream,
but it was cut too short!

You grabbed a hatchet to cut my dream,
Snuffed it out like a candle in the cold winter breeze.
I needed someone to guide me through my dream.
I needed you to guide me through my dream.
Through my dream, I would have found awake.
Now I sleep, never to awake.
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