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Sitting alone in a room,
I stared into my own tomb
Found some water, drank it up
It was poison in one’s cup!

Not just one cup, a whole pool,
Pool of poison, I consumed!
Poison made me lose my cool,
That’s how I became your fool!

Desperate to find the cure
I have found the lonely room,
Once more gazed inside the tomb
In there water, oh so pure!
Asher Feb 14
Once a hand held me,  
now I rust in silent dirt,  
spikes dulled by lost wars.
Wasil Feb 12
Sound of knocking,
an invitation to stay.
My dear guest,
waiting unannounced.

Today,
I shall open the door.
Warm breeze
Or chilly wind.
Tomorrow,
I shall find out.
Vianne Lior Feb 10
A coin tossed in air,
its shadow stretches on stone—
is it fate or desire?
Immortality Feb 7
I knew your laugh
before I heard it.
I felt your warmth
before you touched me.

We stayed side by side
even in silence
even as time ran ahead.

We stayed side by side
in the quiet of us.
hey listen!!...
yes! you...
Immortality Feb 7
we met again,
two strangers,
carrying the same memories.

time stopped too,
when our eyes met,
whispered hello.

but this time,
we walked away,
knowing the future.
right time, right person.... just not fated :)
Zack Feb 4
Stand atop
your                                                            ­                                         dunes
manifested
Dreams
from infallible convictions
Eyes — open
with pretentious ecstasy
Gawking
Your waves — in a waterless sea
Stand
facing the winds
permeating
your pedantic desert
Eyes — water
Assurances — seeping in
Indifferently
ravishing your                                                             ­                      dunes
Lie — buried
The sand’s absolute
Like sediment —
manifestations overlaid
Eyes — close
against the winds righteous pursuits
You wonder
how you missed the direction
whence they came
Maria Feb 3
That is all. We bid farewell.
You live and I will too.
I can do it. I’ll live as my fate allows.
But I’ll never forget you!

You were my dream, the very dream,
That was never supposed to be.
I will not be the same without you.
I won’t be the one that I could be.

My life is night now with bitter frost
And treacherous following wind. That is all.
You took a piece of me away
And left me the half and a hole.

So be it. We bid farewell.
I swear, I won’t disturb you!
We’ll live asunder. We’ll live apart.
But I’ll never forget you!
Heidi Franke Feb 2
Fate slips
As a fallen horse's
  hoof
To prove there
Is a yonder, unwritten
Which we can not
   write
With our fingerless hands
Stumbling through life
Gripping guideless
    reigns
Tripping over a wish
Never to be ours
Fate did never
     find
Read each line slow. Think. Evolve.
dead poet Feb 1
desperation grips
the mind, hell-bent on treason;
the devil grins, proud.
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