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George Krokos Mar 2021
Sinking in depression
for another session
     is not an obsession
       but is a confession
             due to the recession
                        caused by a dissension.
         _______
© 2021 George Krokos
Written in 2020 when the corona virus began to hit hard around the world.
iya Feb 2021
"Pray 1 Lord's Prayer, 3 Hail Mary's and 1 Glory Be." said the priest behind the confession booth in which I hesitated to proceed knowing seeing you later that day would mean sinning.

From the way you look, to the sound escaping your lips. From your laughter, to your mewls and whimpers.

I was willing to confess everyday, if it would mean sinning for you.
ARTERY  CONFESSION.


Her love to me is like moon light, on a starry night.
As rising sun at dhawn. Like vine planted on his heart's yard. which he ought to water to flowery And fruitage.
his love for her is as deep as the dept of an ocean, with the fishes abiding therein, as stars, moon, and the sun adhered to the sky, it never
departed away from her side.

  his love to her can simply easily be compared to GOD's towards mankind.

So he confessed and rendered  his heart to her. Like a teeming downpour upon  earthen  soften, it surface.
so her love compassed his heart comforting, like pabulum to mind.

As light rays to eye sight. His love for her is reality only can be told in tale of their love story,

gory to glory. He so
Much love her  and
really ready,

in for her, fell in the water.
Lost and found with her for ever. He wish he could wash her feet wilt the waters of his soul, cleansing her heart.

because he see her heart compatible  to his.

Remembered old days of midnight calls, they never used to give sleep to their eyes. While talk through night, dusk till dawn,

Remembered  promises and all the pain they both had gone through heaven and hell.

Never forgot the only first day he felt the fullness of her *******, how sooth her heart. Tongue on tongue, mouthy pleasure.

His hands on her curves. Briskly remembered she told him that after her
momma he be  next to her.

She call him dad he call her Mami. Before she demised his mama used to asked about his lady. His homies do too.
His young blood can't either forget her memories,
last night he was asked about her, oh sweetness
is all about thee. Can't forget
her,   _he always craves_ her. All he ever wanted and desires are all found in her, his boo. He truly loves her because he  knew she'd  make a good mother,

Hope she'd understand if he change sometimes just only because he never own everythang as his. So remember he always told her
that he will always be there  for her as time,
even in the world after here. Her love is so good to him

She has  the key to his heart.
reminisce she told him she'd


rather die for him than sleeping at someone else side.
She's his inspiration like a transportation, his motivation only she can help build his cloud nation. His aspiration
all is found in her, all in ONE no one else but she.

She source the past time joy and still the reason for today's and the hope
of tomorrow's glee.

Sacrifice his love for her because he believes in future with her, she's his  destiny his fate mate his ruth, his batsheba,
His mary, his eve and soulmate.
#c9_fm
Safrina Kabir Jan 2021
I look around
And see the broken pieces of glass
The failure I have brought.

Tears in my eyes,
Blood in my hand,
Hope drains out of me
So does bleed my heart.
For the failure I have brought.

In the midst of the glass ,
A little soil is left,
Here I want to rest,
Rest for the rest.

Though a little is left,
A little life in me,
A little soil beneath,
All drained out
With the failure I have bought,

I want to rest ,
Rest for the rest of life
Rest for the rest of time.
Failure is inevitable in life . But sometimes innumerable failures and disappointment causes one to lose the last drop of hope. Again giving up is okay sometimes rather than losing everything.
Sweta Jan 2021
I know you since we were so young ,

I had my hair short and you had long .

Really admired you the way you carry yourself with your hair ,

Your hair was long smooth silky , making everyone stare .

Half of the females wished to have hair like you ,

Your trend weren't getting anywhere to old but so **** new .

We grew up with our own vibes and energy ,

I turned out to be Tom- boyish and you managed to look like westerly gallery .

I loved watching you then , still do now ,

You amaze me and make me whisper the word"wow ".

Critique and other nonsensical comments you won't allow ,

To affect you and your mentality then and now .

My adoration towards you is just not a mere feeling ,

But whatever you do and pull it off , looks appealing ,

I have watched you from a distance ever since we were young ,

From your long hair to a piled messy bun .

From the way you lift the skirt and walk by ,

Walked in sari looking elegant chick in heels high.

I watched you grow and turning out to be blooming rose ,

I will be the top most fan , if you become model in one of the top fashion shows .

Your beauty enhanced the way you chose to grow ,

Believe me you have never failed , but amazed me more and more .
writteninribon Jan 2021
Is it love or something more than ***?
Every time we ****, your moans make me obsessed
You’re so fine and I am just a mess
*******, I think I’m in over my head
Mood swings and 9 missed calls
I can hear your voice right inside my walls
She turns heads everywhere she walks,
But she doesn’t have time to even talk
i wanna be more to you, more of us.
AceLione Jan 2021
You know that I do got that depression
You Did not give reason, I accept your concession
And let me be clear I did learn my lesson
But it’s like I’m the only one who’s confessing
We all made mistakes but you said it’s alright
But then you start yet another fight
Just cause you’re crying does not mean you’re right
And I’m still a human who cries when it’s night
"Don't you feel better?
Isn't this for the best?"
She shows strong affection
her head on my chest

She says I love you
Shocked I reply likewise
I feel much worse
while I close my eyes
His4Her is a series of poems with different points of view of fictional people
Crystal Fang Dec 2020
with blood racing to my head
my heart pounding through my chest
galvanized by the elusive feeling of first love
lingering with the shadows
of impending doom
I mumbled the words
that resonates with every ounce of my being
so deeply that all the other words
I've ever said
seemed like a lie
as though these words were my salvation
and all I wish to be

"I love you"
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