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dabble Mar 2021
eyes that hunt hearts
lips that verb love
dreams that haunt thoughts
with lust endowed

your hand in my waist
speaks more than words
and your fingers starts to trace
taking me to new worlds

your nose in my jaws
reach before your kiss
your tongue bruise my soul
wandering great abyss

I am a victim of your manhood
Mr.bachelor of charm
in poets mind
is where you belong

if temptation was a person
that would be you
poem sans your presence
can never stay new
so you are the big deal poets are talking about....
GulRukh Apr 2018
He is long gone
but I am here, right here where He left
at the same place where we first meet
where our love grew
where we look at each other from far corner
where He stole my number from record room
because He was too scared to talk to me
where we always walk pass each other like none of us exist
where I envy His intelligence
and He love my attitude
where He told me that He love me when the first time He lay His eyes on me
where I fight Him over little things
and He say sorry for my mistakes
where I wait for little glimpse of His presence
where He protect me from bad people
where I can rely on Him with my eyes close
where I woo perfection of His athletic body
and He make fun of my flimsy existence
where we make promises
where He leave me because people talk about us
because people will talk **** about me
because we have no future together
because we belong to different worlds
because our religions were different
but I am still standing there
waiting for Him
where we first fall for each other
Endless waiting for the Love of my life and I can wait forever
50RR0W Oct 2017
Here we are yet again,
Nights that never seem to end.
I'm laying there wide awake.
Still wondering about what mistake,
I made.

Part of me wishes you'd return my texts.
Another wants to meet your face with my fists.
The struggle between whats right and wrong is so real.
I'm not sure what exactly I'm supposed to feel.

Anxiety, Depression and Emotional Distress.
Has all left me in such a mess.
I just want to know...
..where did I go wrong?
This is rather short. Past week or so I've gotten little sleep. Thoughts of my ex still plague me before I try and sleep and I only end up getting a handful of hours of sleep at best each night, most times I'm lucky to get two hours. I just need to figure out how to get over this *******. Is it Anxiety? Depression? PTSD? I'm not sure anymore to be honest. I just want it all to end.

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