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Nina Jul 8
You told me,
You can't love me because you've lost your commitment.
But that's a lie
Because you've always been committed
Not with me,
But to your past lover.
Desire Dec 2018
and me,
we are,
unified souls,
simply, united,
an unbreakable set,
underway, sailing,
like ship and sea,
this two-way street,
and me,
we are,
us. [one].
XVI. Committed
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!

There must be spectrums I can bisect
   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
ryn Nov 2016
Teeth bit more than they could chew

Hands grabbed more than they could hold

Shoulders lifted more than they could carry

Words mean more than they could've told

Legs travelled more than they could run

Mind thought more than it could fathom

Body gave more than it could afford

Heart paid more than it could ransom
Marcus Belcher Mar 2016
Those who aren't scared of fear
Can protect everything dear
Hence the reason you hold them near
Call 'em dear or baby
The picture of a man
Or a photo of the perfect lady
It's you I choose
I accept the concequence of win or lose
Putting all my eggs in the basket
My nervousness
I wish I could mask it
Now I laugh at it
It's just proof
Of the truth of my words
So if your a little bit scared
It means you are prepared
To take that journey
To seek that fact
You stepped over the line
Of no turning back
ZainaMusic Aug 2015
To Taste it
Feel It
embrace it
has set my
life to another level
you are exotic
I am addicted
I am committed

I am so high
head is to the sky
I want an apple pie
after we done
making love
I am a dove
I fly high
above the sky
I cannot lie
you are my favorite guy

By: ZainaMusic
Tommy Carroll May 2015
I washed her
from my pillow-slips.

In a white plastic bucket
I soaked away her body's breath,
and with bleach removed
the evidence she had  left.

We snatched the time
to make our marks
with sweat and
firm commitments.

The stains on stolen sheets
proved easier to erase
than those she ground into
the fabric of my room,

I watched as
traces of our time
turned the water dark.
Ground dark commitments committed  bleach stolen wash washing washed white bucket stain stained grey love loss bed hurt rejection lover wet shower towel shower ceiling dresser woman we us cry smile
No words
Can describe the  way I feel..

*Totally  besotted
Jack Thompson Mar 2015
I'm a player, I'm the best.
I've played you, her and the rest.
That's what you thought.
I proved you wrong when I opened my chest.
You saw me with depth, an open heart.
You gave me yours.
It was open from the start.
A heart hurt too many times.
You told me you can't take another.
A heart held together with vines.
This was the tricky part.
The first time in my life.
I saw a future of treasure.
A glimpse of this lady, my wife.
I felt safe like I was where I needed to be.
I promised my self I'd do you no harm.
To cause you pain would be to cut off my own limb.
I've been waiting all my life to find someone worthy to commit my life to.
So I committed myself to you and you threw me away.
You told me honestly what you wanted and needed.
I gave it to you and more.
But you were after what you had before.
Cling to him with guilt.
Cling to him till you rott.
Cling to him lifelessly.
Cling to him lovelessly.
Cling to him endlessly.
Until one day it all falls apart.
You've proven untrustworthy.
You've proven betrayal.
You've proven sly words.
You've used tears to get your way.
You've promoted falses so fake.
Gemini construct you might break.
You've cheated.
Me, him and your self from happiness.
© All Rights Reserved Jack Thompson 2015
Äŧül Mar 2015
Softness of her nervous slim hands,
Ostensibly glad meeting me she was.

For so many happy days yet to come,
Again not letting differences pop-up,
Rosy blush dropping in her cheeks.

Yes that makes her look even cuter,
Exceptionally cute she is so beautiful,
Tomorrow our baby will be even cuter.

Ship of combined life we sail in together,
On time we'll make it to the destination.

Casting bright shadows of ours we tread,
Looping circle of happiness we rejoice,
Of our feelings we are worshippers,
Setting the same destination from different roads,
E**arning trust, respect, love, sensuality & care as we go on.
Kripi & Droṇa's 2nd committed collaboration, 1st Acrostic committed collaboration.

Ostensibly: Visibly, Clearly

My HP Poem #811
©Atul Kaushal
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