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Drown all drunk in peace so deep,
Where silence sings and angels sleep.
Let joy's wild fire gently fade,
And calm, like rivers, softly invade.

Let the stars fall, not in haste,
But bathed in peace, a sacred taste.
O' Cup Bearer come, with gentle hand,
To still the soul, and make it stand.

The moon shall dim its glowing light,
And rest in peace through endless night.
Make the mountains bow with grace,
Their peaks a reflection of Heaven’s face.

Let winds, once fierce, now whisper clear,
A song of peace for all to hear.
Drown the oceans, once wild and loud,
In waves of stillness, soft and proud.

Let the tides of chaos cease to rise,
And peace descend from distant skies.
Let hearts, once wild, now find their rest,
In the quiet calm that fills the chest.

O' Cup Bearer pour, with tender care,
A liquid peace beyond compare.
Let souls, intoxicated by bliss,
Find their peace in the endless abyss.

Drown the creation in tranquil sound,
Where silence reigns, and love is found.
In the depths of peace, let all be free,
Drunk on calm, in eternity.

Drown all drunk in peace so pure,
A solace deep, forever sure.
In stillness, let the world be swept,
A moment of peace where none is kept.
In the Arms of Peace 02/03/2025 © All Rights Reserved by Jamil Hussain
Lalit Kumar Feb 25
They fall—not all at once, but in quiet, stolen moments. He writes her poetry in the night, she hums songs into his silence. Their love spills like golden light, stretching into endless nights, bending time, making them believe in forever.

She calls him kiddo, teasingly, as they walk under a sky filled with memories. He calls her his favorite, because she is the spark that sets his world ablaze. Together, they write their own symphony, unwritten yet deeply felt.

But all love stories have their storms.
Love spills like golden light, stretching into endless nights. In your laughter, I found my favorite song
Lalit Kumar Feb 25
Laughter spills like golden light,
Words stretch into endless nights.
Time bends where hearts confess,
In stolen moments of tenderness.
Mica Wood Feb 20
Waves of euphoria
and waves of sadness
wash over me—
Each in its turn.
I want to sing you
my sadness,
and I want you
to share in
my euphoria.
Could the song of
my silent tears
reach your heart?
Or will they water
the greenery growing
through my dying soul?
Miss Masque Jan 21
If I will it,
Will it?
Mold it into the shape of kisses,
Send it on the Winter wind,
Will whatever it wishes.

Stop in time,
The snowflaked memories of my mind,
Zoom in past the reflection of the sign
That we passed and then doubled back.

Wind up Wind down,
Rise up, Slow up,
Follow the tug,
Follow the pocket square,
Dressed to the nines,
Am proud to be with ya.

Zoom back out,
Push through unshoveled snow
Push through the front door
Push into my arms
Pushed against the wall.

Stop in time,
This moment is perfect,
Nothing could change it,
No way to frame it,
Remember it hard,
Recall every detail:
His smile, his beard, his coattails,
The bits of snow left on his coat still--
because the moment he saw me we were On.

The feel of his coat against my skin,
Breathing in the smell of him,
Then we tasted
Each other so close under the covers
We made it
About each other and for one another
Our bond reached out and shook us
And there was nothing to say when it took us
We both knew
You knew what I knew
We both knew.

Now when I send tiptoe kisses
You feel them.
When you send me your embrace
I feel that too.
I can hear you in my heart and it sings back
Whistles back a callback or two.

We only have time.
We have memories to align
With our presence,
Stamp our mark.

The energy of us
Leaves an imprint
Like ghost tiptoe kisses
And ghost long embraces
Ghost hearing your voice
and the timbre and warmth
Just as present.

I couldn't be happier
Except
If I could will it,
I would will it--
So that we don't have to sustain on
Ghost tiptoe kisses
and ghost long embraces
Anymore.
I miss my person.
Strawblee Dec 2024
The way you lean close to hear me,
Your whispers brushed against my ear.
The murmur danced through sleepless nights,
A lavender haze in soft moonlight.

You wore it that day, just because I like lavender,
The gentle bloom, you were cute.
And when you winked, my heart began to race,
My cheeks turned red.

I've seen you cry and held them in my arms,
Shielding your pain, protecting you in my arm.
One cold day, you turned and walked away,
No words, just silence.

Now strangers we are, as though we never met,
A fleeting whisper written in regret.
Ejiro Dec 2024
In the depths of my dreams
I see her within my proximity
her face is scribbled out with sharpie
and her voice is static
her name was Ms. Euphoria

oh how I miss her motherly love
whenever my tears hit my pillow
making my eyes become drowsy
I fall into a deep sleep
my body is taken through a tunnel vision
and when I finally open my eyes
I have been transported into a dream
where Ms. Euphoria will be waiting for me
with open arms to wrap me into her embrace
I tell her everything that comes to mind
and even though I can’t hear her well
between the static lines of her voice
I can sense her feeling of understanding

But was ages ago
now my dreams are blurry to remember
but I hope one night I can see her again
waiting for me in the distance
ready to hear my cries of sorrow
comforting me with the blessing of empathy
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