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Tøast Jul 2018
My life is an animation.
Just a cartoonists drawing as I drip and slide with the cosmic flow.
Bouncing off objects and seeping through the floor, deeper and deeper as I lose myself once again.
Neither existing or otherwise, just flowing and leaving it behind. Scene to scene, nothing more than a prescribed drop of emotions.
A slowmotion adventure as I explore possibilities.
melanie Jun 2018
I am an afterthought
A second hand emotion
A distant memory that is just out of reach and leaves you vacant

I am the second lover who can never live up to the the first
A lukewarm cup of coffee that you'll drink but never enjoy

I am chipped in the major places of my heart
But you keep coming back to see if you can fix me

Yet neither of us enjoy my anguish
Danielle Jun 2018
Rising, twisting flames,
Ruby golden against the shapeless night.
Bright enough to drown out the glitter of the stars,
Thrusting higher as they devour shadows.
They reach for their distant brethren.
I've gone through most of my poems at this point and I'm at the point where most of them need to be edited in some form, way or fashion. Sometimes entirely new poems come out of it, but sometimes it still carries with it that feeling of the older version.
ABHAY SONINGRA Jun 2018
Impatiently sitting in the corner
of a room full of emptiness,
Trying to answer questions
of today and tomorrow.

Friends and foes mean nothing to me,
Like a raindrop that drips eventually.
I wait for none, not even me
A distant side of me, drifting far away
further far away from me.

A side of me that
loved to hope,
lived to be free,
laughed and cried,
for the silliest of the reasons that can be,
moved a million miles,
and still fell fast asleep.

Friends and foes mean nothing to me,
Like a raindrop that drips eventually.
I wait for none, not even me
A distant side of me, drifting far away
further far away from me.
Have you all figured it out for yourselves? But life still moves on, taking you to the roads you have never seen, One such road is you
K Balachandran May 2018
hurriedly speaks rain,
sounds like a foreign toungue,
in distant night land!
Kellin May 2018
So I'll let you bruise your knees on her bedframe
The way I did last Friday night
And after subtle thoughts and unpublished words
Will I still reach for her hand,
But with apathetic eyes and ebony hair,
She grows distant
I recede
Daisy Rae May 2018
You left
It was not subtle
The way a storm accumulates in the distance
It was all at once
The way rain comes unexpectedly on a sunny day
It pours down
Getting caught in the rain

You left and he came
He came swiftly and with purpose
Giving me more love and comfort than you were ever capable of giving
He made me seem worth the time and effort
He gave me hope of better tomorrows and joyful todays
He never let me go to sleep thinking I was a waste of space
You always let me go to sleep
You never tried to make my heart happy
You were always worried about your own needs

You haven’t left me but you left me
You’re still there but you’re not
This lost and distant entity has gone unspoken
Maybe you’ll realize what has happened when I no longer answer your dwindling calls
When I take trips to the beach with my friends without telling you
When I smile in pictures that contain him
Maybe you’ll realize what you’ve lost
Maybe then you’ll know that it’s over
You might try to get me back, but that will be far too late
You may beg me for another chance but by then you will have ran out of them

You left me but then I left you
And that is when you will notice
To you, it will come all at once
Like the way rain comes unexpectedly on a sunny day
It pours down
And this time, you are caught in the rain.
Doors close to allow new ones to open. Let them in.
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