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Maria Mar 11
I remember your hands.
They are strong and gentle!
I remember your eyes.
They're incredibly deep!
I remember your lips.
They're so mint and sinner!
I remember your voice.
It's the passion indeed!

I remember all:
As I was without you,
Alone as a pup,
Thrown into a ditch.
Weltered in life,
Ruined disgusting.
I was forgotten,
Dusted and *******.

I remember you.
You looked afar,
Past me at all,
As if an unknown.
You were so scared.
You chickened out,
You disappeared.
I'm now a stone.
It is very important to look back on your past life once in a while. It helps you to appreciate the present. Thank you for reading. 💖
MetaVerse Feb 27
There once was a man from Mumbai
Whose face had the laziest eye:
     It opened at noon
     While the other as soon
As the sun rose was focused and spry.
People say
Closed eyes see nothing
So,
Hey, nothingness?
My nothingness, such a seraphic...
~~
When my eyes are closed
All I see is beauty
The angelic face of yours.
~~
-A universal hint!
Both reality & a dream,

~As beautiful as you seem~

Any time
Every time
It makes my mind strive~

~A restless power~

Starving!
Starved for desire
Not in the way a ball rolls
But in the depth of my love's goals~

~Love~
NimAngie~
When I close my eyes ,all I see is you!
thank the maker who knew
that we did not require a
trained eye to love, appreciate
the reading of a poem

no the untrained eye still
leads the words for dispersal
to the other senses to ingest,
invest, instigate the insight
insides, to be moved by the
gifts of piety of poets, whose
eye see the life poetic and
command any all words
to train us to better understand
what it is
how it is
why it it
where it is
feelings word flowers
of that which is undeniably
essential
fell upon me in a moment
i'm a light machine gun.....
locked up and loaded in rounds......
firing all kinetic energy and reason..........
across the trenches and the fields i've sent..........
pistols, shotguns, autos to their knees.........
but as i unlock and reload and cool down..........
and the panicked silence settles in.........
i have to ask in kind......

s n i p e r..

do i have your eye?
A, Norwe-
         gian, fjord,
             overlooking, loftily.
                        Like, sixteen-
                        aged, potential,
                   love. Like, several,
                         protege's; full,
                           and, predicted,
                                            futures.
                           The, raven's, eye,
                   intersects, the snow,
                       as, though, a, beauty,
spot, on, translucent, skins; a-black
-serpentine-rock-set-in-silver-sutures.
           I, counted, to, nine, as, the
magic, faded......... Mountainous,
                    terrain, murmured, with,
                           feathered, subtlety.
"To be, a fjord, is, to, truly, view,
   the world, &, know, cascading, change,
                      over, those, that, are, newer."

© poormansdreams
A poem about the Norwegian fjords.
Moeneesha Dec 2024
I fell in love with your brown eyes,
The kind of brown that echoes the earth after rain.
——
Rich, alive, and grounding.
When I gaze into them, my world spins,
Caught in their depth, their quiet magic.

Your eyes aren’t just brown; they’re a craving,
Like dark chocolate that lingers on your tongue,
Leaving you wanting, needing, more.
They shimmer, not ordinary at all,
But like molten gold kissed by sunlight,
Wrapping me in warmth,
Like a cup of hot cocoa on a winter morning.

Oh, those pretty brown eyes of yours—
They’ve brought me to my knees,
And I’d gladly stay there,
Forever lost in their beauty.
There’s something mesmerizing about the warmth and depth of brown eyes. They have a way of drawing me in, making me feel both at peace and completely captivated. Every glance feels like a quiet connection, one I can’t help but want more of.
Amanda Kay Burke Dec 2024
Since second I was born you showered me with love
Made sure I was aware how adoring you were of
Michael and I
We were apples of your eye
Just wish I would have known how quick the days would pass by
RIP mom
showyoulove Dec 2024
Lord, help me to be silent
So that I can hear the music of life
Lord, open the eyes of my heart
So that I can see the beauty of your light
Lord, help me to order all of my days
To live with, in, and for a more perfect love

Amen

Help me this moment Lord to just BE
Present to You and help me RECEIVE

"Eye See You", says the Lord
When I look at Him
I S A A C Nov 2024
my arms around your architecture
swimming spotted salamander
my whimpering whispers fill your ear
your emblazoned enigma bring here
cupid, bullseye
apple of my eye, you’re mine
cupid, bullseye
apple of my eye, you’re mine
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