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Salmabanu Hatim Dec 2017
He came,
He got,
He forgot.
I gave,
I forgave,
I could not forget,
I became pregnant.
Men can get away but women have to face the consequences
I have a hard time with differentiation
Between getting coffee
  And let's demolish 3 bottles of wine!
Between getting inspired
  And let's spend holidays seeing the country in a van!
Between getting butterflies
  And let's kiss on the face right now!

Surely,
There must be spectrums I can bisect
  Splitting
   Platonic Love from Romantic
   Sensory from Sensual
   And Casual from Committed
But they are not immediately apparent to me.

Regardless of type
All ships must be properly cared for,
So I will patch the holes
Man the sails,
And try not to rock the boats
Too terribly hard.
10/25 Inktober prompt: Ship
Mikaela Oct 2017
I drink to have a good time
To numb the pain

When I stumble back to my place
Being alone feels 10x worse

I miss your body pressed up against mine
You tricked me

Gave me taste of something I didn't know I was longing for
You've got me addicted

You are the drug
I drink to have a good time

- "Let's keep things causal"
Asonna Aug 2017
Dear lover,

I know you'll never see this,
So I'm hoping it's okay,
to say these words out in the open
Because I can't say them to you.

Every day we talk,
always from wake to sleep.
with each day that comes by
the connection I feel is deep.
I know what we talked about,
everything we discussed.
This was only casual,
but I want to take it back.

I'm so scared of relationships,
I'm so scared to trust.
I know that you're the same as me,
but I want us to make it work.
I know I can't say this to you,
because once i do, we're gone.

I'll pen this letter to an end,
But let me just say this.
J'ai des sentiments pour toi ma douce

Now let the casual roll on.
Whatever we are, you and I
Requires no labels or ties
I'm just the ship in the darkness
And you're just the gleam in my eyes

I sail as though you're my north star
Polaris fair, guiding me home
You look at me as an escape
A moment allotted to roam.
Somewhere between nothing and everything.  I'm digging the real estate.
Arcassin B Jul 2017
By Arcassin B & Wendy R


AB: Searching for a part I never thought i'd find in myself
carrying guilt in many ways from a cry of self help,
A tally every time for all the times , those simple times,
where it could've been easy,
life is a common cold and I've been sneezy.
in a world of pure uncertainty,
they ******* your energy,
brainwash your thoughts through a big flat t.v screen,
we work for things we've earned,
if you're not stupid , you'll learn,
that everybody has a purpose,
don't let evils scratch the surface,
they like to show up where your worth is,
It's just a casual Sunday,

the love we find.
is the love we hide for ourselves.
The love we find.
they want to see how it felt.


WR: If humans were a floriculture
Some might call me a ****
Poetry, my way of
Spreading forth my seed
Just like a ****, in a perfect line
I do not grow, you will find me
On a venture clustered down
The untaken trail
To spread the seeds I sow
I sprout sporadically
Throughout the year
My motivational bloom in life
Is to conquer all fear
Constant growth is my goal
Endurance of the tragedies of Life
To enrich the blooming of my soul
Purpose to bloom above all strife
IT'S JUST A CASUAL SUNDAY.

AB : the love we find.
is the love we hide for ourselves.
The love we find.
they want to see how it felt.
©abpoetry2017
https://arcassin.blogspot.com/2017/07/cant-be-silenced-surprise-ep-explicit.html
PSR Apr 2017
No strings attached she said.
I only wanted a pluck.
Bongani Moyo Jan 2017
She said,
Falling in love isn't the dream you think it is

Now I'm just stuck with thoughts of being everything in your Knightmares.
It's near impossible to understand something you haven't experienced.
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