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Eloisa Jun 12
She drowned herself
in the magical depths of silence.
Searching,
healing,
finding her missing essence.
A much needed retreat to her sanctuary
to find herself!
Unlike
A painted distraction
Like the lady in the magazine
Or someone you see in the TV screen
She is beautiful

She is beautiful like a rose
She can
Touch you with her glance
Heal you with the smile
Make you feel delighted
With her grounding simplicity
She is beautiful

She is beautiful like the Moon
She is the reason, you believe in love
She is different, she gives you hope

Mother
That, She is
Genre: Inspirational
Theme: Essence
Val Vik Mar 10
I envision a meteor
falling into the ocean,
and the commotion
bursts into rain

Glimmering cobwebs
Chirping birds
drying in my hearts' domain

Breath within my *****
revealing the cuckoos,
the drums on dead wood, &
insects after the downfall
birthing the odes of love

Fly up above!
"the birds and the bees"
Spread your feathers over the water, explore the shores, and forest regions!
For things that may come and go,
words will always be there to make you flow;
For though the words make things easier,
emotions are still on show.
Only words are constant, everything else just flows.
Mystic Ink Plus Nov 2020
My poetry are not of
Literary greatness
They are
Not to ponder
Not to memorize
May be
Even
Not to read twice

They are
To touch
To smell
To taste
To feel

So that
One can find
The real essence
Effortless
Genre: Experimental
Theme: Relatable
Mystic Ink Plus Oct 2020
Like this

I woke up
With
White heart
White soul
White thought

Let no one contaminate
Thank you
Genre: Abstract
Theme: Dope
Mystic Ink Plus Sep 2020
Coffee is just
A mere coffee
Until you sip it
Then it's love

Remember
Who offered it
Genre: Observational
Theme: Coffee Culture
Giovanna Sep 2020
As the wind blew,
it took some of me to you.
First my essence,
And then my heart!
Kerli Tulva Sep 2020
The rawness of music
startles the soul, fading,
magnifying the tones
until you hear the silence
of the entire halted world.

When the flames come
they gulp the essence
the universe plays its melody
and you burn with no ashes
the colours change swiftly.

Dew covers the flowerbed
the moon awaits patiently
until the sun sets a living flame
to the doomed human heart
who owns the ragged throne.
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