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A M Ryder Feb 2019
I am stone
I do not move

I take my time
I let him
Come closer

I have only a
Single bullet
I aim for his eye

I hold my breath
My finger presses
On the trigger
I do not tremble

I have no fear
Arcassin B Feb 2019
By Arcassin Burnham

When reality *****,
Wiping birds from your face,
Wiping sweat from your face,
Wiping tears from your face,
Hand cramps all over from the work you do,
You could choose to leave , man it's up to you,
Pacing back and forth between these vices,
Many different realms and realities,
So much of what the universe could take,
Will this love last to just up see your little heart break?
Can't stand to see you crying , but can I really relate?
Is our friendship really a mistake?
We go through depression , anxiety,
More depression and anxiety,
Two secret we can't hide from this wicked society,
**** boys are ignorant , different varieties,
And family ain't **** nowadays but that's life,
Burn it up , smoke it up then be contained with red eyes.
©abpoetry2019

https://arcassin.blogspot.com/2019/02/red-eyes.html
Tanya Feb 2019
Bathe me in your love
with lukewarm kisses,
shampoo my hair
with your speeches,
condition with care
and let it dry on sun flare;
                                    then
put on
my favorite pajama
and let my lips thank you
as my eyelids pull the curtains
of my mind
and I fall asleep
       right
        by
        your
        side
switch off the lights
Kaeli Hearn Feb 2019
the art of two eyes locking onto each other.

the art of two eyes diving into each other.

the art of eye contact.

a dance between glances.
Lunar Feb 2019
looking into
your eyes,
i wouldn't think
of getting lost
in them.

instead,
your eyes
are a getaway
where i find myself.
to lj, your eyes are second home; a place i'd forever be a tourist in.

(j.m.)
FRITZ Feb 2019
amniotic caves. brushing up and flavors darting round your tongue.
     dancing and
          fresh soft and smelling like snow they
               melted in the sunlight of your eyes.

                                       eye am sound.

a birth a vacancy pushed. major arteries walled surrealist retaliates so often shot subtle and then rearranged.

can you hear me?

                               from out of the ooze eye return.
begin.
experimental
Chelsea Rae Feb 2019
I am scared to become human again.

This mind has expanded and this Eye has

lifted this world from grey to color.

If you only could read these words and understand

The me that you knew

Has left the view.

I am I N F I N I T E

and I seep into the dirt and the leaves,

pieces of me are in everything and them in me.

I can finally feel it all so much stronger.

I am no longer here,

I am with

The Mother and The Father.
~Always.
Brynn S Feb 2019
Bloom from decay
Follow moss of black rain
Run towards shattered laughter
Pierce nightly noose as if to welcome him
Wait and stay patient
“Time will arrive soon enough
Though, only few understand”
The mystic in teardrop’s reflection whispers
She is a woman, creature, a not-yet-spirit
tallons reach to comfort
Iris torn, fragmented judgment
Those eyes melted off skin
They sunk towards the floor
Deep depths of pit, madness separated weeks
Fall, fall slow, invite the insanity
The lady with the crook smile and stolen wings
Just laying there , knowing you’re awake but feeling asleep
You feel suction cupped to your bed by your blankets
Your pillow slowly accumulating moisture from sweating
Your dreams alive but reality won’t let you accept it
Both eyes closed but there’s only one possibly peeled
You might sleep with your third eye open too ..
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