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a man
was panther
only seamier
and familiar
allure there
his rhythm
but his
tail was
claw that
his meter
tore an
ambulance only
his soul
found while
straw was
scent vying
for more
A scent that has afield here
Xaha Apr 2018
A call or a text
Is all that I get
When I’m so far away
And it makes me regret
The choices I’ve made
And the places I’ve left
‘Cause in the end
I lose by my own theft.
It’s just sentimentality
That leads me to bleed
Over things I don’t feel
And people I don’t need.
But that will fade too
Til out of the blue
I see your face
And I can’t erase
The feelings I chase
At too slow a pace.
I trip and I stumble
My future - I fumble,
Getting left behind
The walls in my mind.
Praggya Joshi Apr 2018
No one is chasing you
You're chasing that
Which is momentary
You're chasing those
Who aren't exceptional
Those that are mortals
Just like you
Does that which you chase
Follows you back
Or is it a one sided pursuit
That takes your energy time and again
A hunt which makes you believe
That maybe if you succeed
in catching that which you covet
Then something which you dream about
Will become a delightful reality
And you will be standing on the threshold
Of something new
A chase to find a new way
A race to discover a new place
A hunt to unearth a route
Which could erase the remains
Of that which is bound to stay
A pursuit for lasting bliss
Anything rather than nothing
Which will never chase you back
In this universe which is driven by
Utter changelessness
Solaces Apr 2018
I have looked to the night sky in my dreams many times.
Sometimes the stars are leaving.  
They shine brightly for a moment and then blast off into the universe..
This time the stars were chasing eachother..
I could see them..
It was as if the stars were childeren playing tag with eachother.
But then they noticed me looking at them..
They stopped for a brief moment..
Then faded into the darkness..
This strange beyond is reaching out to me..
Again and again..
I love it!!
Makes me feel at home!
Which makes me question..
Where is home?
playful stars..
Ayesha Malik Apr 2018
Don't CHASE after your DESIRES...

They are like BUTTERFLIES....

Don’t pursue them....

Although they seem to be your Happiness ...

Yet always BEYOND your GRASP....

Their COLOURS attract you...

Their BEAUTY allures you...

But the more you want to catch
them...

The more they increase in number....

They May drive you Madly...

Leaving you behind

EXHAUSTED

and

EMPTY-HANDED."
Although desires motivate us
Yet some desires prove to be a wild goose chase.
They create complexity because they can never be fulfilled. You go on and on working hard for them,
and they remain unfulfilled,
and you remain empty.
Kewayne Wadley Apr 2018
I caught you in the corner of my eye.
If only you could read my mind.
The sweet notations I selfishly hold.
I'd like to think that I've caught you.
Displacing myself in every other word you say.
If you've ever noticed my eyes as close as they are now.
The intimacy of being held close.
Secret longing.
The swift pace that eyes move.
Catching you in the corner of my eye.
On the border of each blink.
Temptation, the watering of eyes.
Terrified to close.
Terrified that when they open you'll be gone.
Having to chase and catch you all over again
Alec Astaire Mar 2018
Are you proud of me darling
That I didn’t give into the flesh
Even with those pills popped
Her pants dropped
I still had the fortitude to deny her requests

And in that moment I was so high
Off of prescriptions I was too drunk to pronounce
I think they were hydro- wait
hol-holdup
hold on a secontt
No, I can stand just give me a-
I’m not even that draank calm down

Even with the room spinning
My consciousness fading
My heart closed my eyes and turned me around

Sweetheart are you proud..
That the list of my goals and ambitions
Is stained by your lipstick
To be honest, all of my dreams are too hard to see through these rose colored glasses
But they’re my greatest asset
And if I ever removed them...
Even just to catch up on some sleep
I might give up.
I might give up on you
and my family and friends
and life
and my cat- I know I don’t have one yet
but these rose colored dreams... so delightful-
sigh
Alright, I’ll remove them for a verse

Kiddo, am I proud?
No.
Absolutely not.
I am not noble in turning away those who show interest in me because..
Because you aren’t even mine
And I’m stuck in this delusion that everything will be fine
If I give it my all and move to LA
Chase after rose colored dreams until they lose their color someday.
And maybe
No- I know that I could waste the entirety of my existence chasing after your perfection
You’d think by now I would have learned my lesson.

But if you really do admire me like you say
And if distance is the only thing prying our hearts away
Then I’ll throw away this life-
I’ll turn down tempting lasses
And I’ll chase after you with my rose colored glasses
formerly: Untitled (3-22-18)
SangAndTranen Mar 2018
You've lost your way,
The fog has rolled in.
Your chances of survival
Are a **** sight dim.

Your pretty little face
Wont stay pretty for long,
'Cause death has come
To sing his song.

He is everywhere, nowhere,
He cannot be seen.
You pray for some mercy,
He doesn't hear your pleas.
Sara J Mar 2018
The coyotes were crying last night
giving chase to some morsel
too quick to catch,
too small for their appetite.

Their crying went on the whole night long
as they trekked the boundless woods
behind the cabin where I lay awake,
turning in bed like a rotisserie.

Creatures of the night conjoined,
restless mind joining restless paws
in pursuing an aimless chase
while timid sleep ran like a rabbit.
Melili Mar 2018
Don't say a thing to that person
that broke you.
The one that told you,
that you are not enough to them,
the troublemaker, the toxic one,
the annoying one, the wrong one.
Don't chase that person who broke you to stay.
It's better to stay quiet because,
if your love wasn't enough....
Do you think your words will matter?
No, not a little bit.
Just make you worse then before.
If your love didn't bring him come back, worst with word. He will not care anymore about you. It will be to late to bring him back. Because now he is happy with his new beautiful sweetheart.
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