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Tina Tickery Jun 2020
Sometimes there is the serenity
of a deserted desert.
Sometimes there is the cacophony
of an overcrowded city.
But sometimes there is the right amount
of bells and smells; and the other levels
of sense.
Jenish Apr 2020
I'm
Ponder me, I'm the best poetic expression
In yonder world, my father had wrote.
Awful me, I'm the depth of calmness
In buoyant sky, the eye of storm shows.
Fearful me, I'm the lord of darkness
In dreadful night, residing beneath the light.
Cheerful me, I'm the light of lightness
In playful way, children adore to hug.
Joyful me, I'm the pleasure of a new born
In delightful might, when motherly angel nears.
Wishful me, I'm the wise of the wisest
In brightful day, like sun showering his grace.
Colourful me, I'm the blush of the rose
In beautiful hands, picked and worn in romance.
Tearful me, I'm the cry of the heaven
In cloudy day, drowning the earth of hope.
Blissful me, I'm the minute of the minutest
My faithful Lord, allowed to wander in this world.
Humble me, falling into the pit of ignorance
Boasting myself, for impressions in distant hearts.
Mnamri Dec 2019
A sailor without a
ship
A shoulder missing a
chip
Chaotic control slipping off my
grip
Chained to unreasonable
complacence

Calmness as a God
You disappear into
the fog

While life sails on by
singing sweet goodbyes
Mark Toney Nov 2019
Patience is my super power
On full display every hour
If someone mad gets in my face
My patience helps me maintain grace

When railroad crossings block the road
I simply enter patient mode
If caught up in a traffic jam
My calmness filmed by traffic cam

Long checkout lines leave some irate
Patience helps me endure the wait
Restaurant wait times are the worst
Composure wards off loud outbursts

Patience is my super power
Keeps my life from going sour
One exception my Kryptonite
Sibling face-offs leave me uptight!
11/5/2019 - Poetry form: Kyrielle - Copyright © Mark Toney | Year Posted 2019
M Aug 2019
In those moments,
Heart pounding, body hot.
Their energy inside me,
Their scent surrounds me,
Their breath on mine,
Souls tangled,
Shared.

I breathe the night air,
Fresher than an hour ago.
The gentle rain hits my skin,
tiny drops of life,
My body is alive,
I feel alive,
I am alive.
I was the sea
She was the ship
Rocking gently
On my ocean,
I tossed her
In  waves of sweet lullaby
Heart. Sweetness. Beauty
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