#dust poems on Hello Poetry

Roger Turner - Poet May 2019

I met her many years ago
Not knowing where we'd head
It took a while to find out
Then we ended up in bed

Love is a slow moving thing
Not quite the same as lust
The one it has no feeling
The other, it needs trust

Work it right and you will find
That love will come around
It's just like starting a new path
You hold the grass down to the ground

Like a snail moving a boulder
The speed is not that fast
But, with time and trust you'll learn that
Love will surely last

Love is quite a fragile thing
You can find that in a fight
Love can turn to hate real fast
Hate is the speed of light

So, take your time, be careful
Know which is love or lust
Hate is always waiting
To turn one of them to dust

#love #hate #dust #lust #faith #respect

Ylzm May 2019

Dust

Dust, dust, infernal dust:
Mocked! Mortality mocked!
Toil, toil, burdensome toil,
procrastinator born.

I don't see, it's still clean.
I don't see, I don't care.
I don't see, just the wind.
Oh no! Now I see,
I cannot unsee, woe is me!

Dust, dust, infernal dust,
with vacuum be gone!
Toil, toil, burdensome toil,
Adam's curse, is there no escape?

#dust #procrastination #cleaning #toil #woe #denial #work #hard #curse #escape

Zywa May 2019

[ I turn on the light ]

I turn on the light

and look: the world is nothing –

but dust particles.

Collection "Mosaicvirus"

#dust

Bailey May 2019

Quit

Dust shifts
Blood runs
Water flows
Hearts beat
I quit

#lost #tired #dust #blood #done #iquit

c Apr 2019

Endgame

Tell me
What’s your endgame plan?
You snap your fingers
And I melt in your hand
Ashes to ashes
Dust to dust
I wish I
Could rescue us

Avengers Endgame was so good!

#endgame #plan #love #snap #fingers #melt #hand #ashes #dust #wish

Isaac Apr 2019

Left Behind

It is all a dream.
All of this.
Passing wind.
Old history.
Old pages in an old book.
Collecting dust.
Left behind by the future world.

Written 21 April 2019

#dream #wind #old #history #pages #book #dust #leftbehind #future #world

Alek Mielnikow Apr 2019

Clear Water Streams By

Within the mighty depths of hell
a hopeful strength emerged.

A chick is hatched, unprepared, gone.

But soon this demon died and fell
for Death fulfilled an urge.

Dust from dried-up reservoirs swamp
the morning. Sweat sticks to thin clothes.

And from her ashes rose a scorn,
a surge of wrath, as they do tell.

Hats and fans wave in cadence on
the porch. Mosquitos and flies on
sunburnt skin are swat from existence.

Hearts were crossed, souls were torn;
flooded by a sea of her love.

An ashen cloud submerges the
forest. The withered, dew-frosted
blood-red leaves drift off, joining the
arrangement on the soil. Clear
water streams by to the high tide.

-
By Aleksander Mielnikow (Alek the Poet)

This poem is a bargain! Can you figure out why?

#solemn #hell #strength #demons #death #ashes #dust #forest #leaves #water

Isabella Howard Apr 2019

Camera

The shutter clicks twice.
"You take too many pictures"
But you pay me no mind.

The years fly by and,
As you begin to forget
I keep asking why.

Still you smile at me,
Though I've become a stranger
Lost in memory.

I bring your pictures.
"Remember when we lived here?
Or these light fixtures?"

I brought your tapes but,
Your bed is empty now.
Mourning your lost shape.

When you left I found
Your philosophy makes sense now.
There's so much beauty
That can't afford to be lost.

I look one last time
At the first picture
You took with that camera
Now gathering dust.

A collaborative project with Liberty Urban. This poem is inspired by one of her paintings.

#dust #photography #memory #loss #death #mourn

Badshah Khan Apr 2019

Rubayiat Al Thurab (Verses of the Dust) – 82

Rubayiat Al Thurab (Verses of the Dust) – 82

BismillahIr RahmanIr Raheem

In the direct path of a wandering’
Whenever I close my shrewd eyes
Entire sense will gently steer,
Towards my family remembrance.

It's a severe pain that I can’t naturally denied’
My sentimental tears will flow naturally,
Unconditionally in their moral suffering.

But when I started discovering your eternal love’
Oh my beloved, I will gracefully yield myself.

From this considerable pain and social bond,
Grant me, Wisely let me embrace you unconditionally.

Oh my Beloved! In your eternal love’
Allow my shrewd eyes won’t open forever!

Allah Khair….. Khairul Rabul Alameen Yah Arrahmanur Yah Raheem

Ummah Thurab – Badshah Khan.
©UT-BK 2019

Rubayiat Al Thurab (Verses of the Dust)

#rubayiat #al #thurab #verses #of #the #dust #wandering #eyes #tears

Chantell Wild Apr 2019

Closer

I am a fool for you
and my heart
has no inclination
to follow the rules,
it just bulldozes forward
toward you
leaves me spinning
in its trail and
spitting up dust.
Like a moth to flame
your magnetic being
pulls me closer
than I trust myself to be.

#foolforyou #dust #iloveyou