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Anastasia Feb 2020
I am the dizzy little fawn,
I stumble as I walk
I stumble when I talk,
The words try to come out,
But my lips quiver.

I am the big baby,
I need help,
I need cradled,
My eyes they are flooded,
I weep.

I am coming undone.
Chris Oct 2019
Ceaseless scratching
The sound of fingernails on skin
Constant
Unending
Rapid
More
I need it more.
Oh god.
Oh ****.
I can feel the Need.
It's all over.
The sensation.
Not even here. Just a mirage.
Just a dream.
Just a fever.
What I want.
NO
What I need.
When will it come?
How long have I waited?
Hours?
Days?
Months???
Or only minutes?
Time
Oh please go faster
A kettle
Boil?
That's it!
If I don't think
Then it will speed up.
How to achieve that though?
Oh,
I did it.
Just thought I'd type out whatever comes to my mind. I'm kind of tired of typing in a bunch of restrictive formats. I like them at times but I just wanted to try something new. Let me know what you think. I'm a **** for attention so I'll do whatever the public wants.
Thanks for reading.
Enjoy.
Shalley Jun 2019
I have live my life
Searching for someone
That I will live
For the rest of my life
And you came unexpectedly
You are my one and only
And I am so lucky to have you
Thanks God, I finally found you.
Hunger Feb 2019
A love without life,
A Dead min with no wife,
A world without a spin,
Not a single soul within,
Despair the loss of all it had,
Being lifeless only seems more bad,
No love without life,
Though no days without strife,
Breath in the air,
Love doesn't only take a pair,
LOVE TAKES LIFE
For Fawn -- A Devoted Fellow Poet
Benton Scar' Dec 2018
I thought of the idea I couldn't weep
I thought of the idea i couldn't sleep
Late night movies watching creep
Never been a champ at my crib
Loved her and treated her like my rib
Into the throne like a queen
Old songs i sang to my sleep
Tormented enough not for my dream
Thousand opportunities i saw them slip
Into the night the rain falls still
Thunders strikes hard
Turn up my eyes to the dark gay sky and I strain still
Did my exams at the main
Hard day for love I felt the lain
Never greed
But felt the slain
Never promised to love again
Last time caused my manners had my feeds
This ain't the old you knew
But a replica  of whats new..
late night talks
Its a rainny night and thoughts flood like roads from the heavy rain that fell heavy....
All about love and being love back...
Fortune maine Nov 2018
ULTERIOR MOTIVE



And the pastor said,

"hold your neighbours, look into their eyes

and tell them they won't die in the remaining months of the year."

Turned right

and looked at her (my neighbour),

I felt like going to the pulpit to hug the pastor,

"thank you for giving me a first step."



©FORTUNE MAINE
On a sunny Sunday
Fortune maine Nov 2018
MAKE A MOVE


Every time I bump into you,
We exchange greetings

With you kissing the back of my palm
(If only you could read minds)

You will find, I never wanted and still don’t want the kiss there.

But

I am a woman
I am to keep quiet.
Guys make the move
Nitin Bisht Nov 2018
I glanced at the station from an unclear window,
people oblivious to my existence coming by,
some with full of joy and fantasies,
others with hellos and goodbyes.

While sensing being the only introvert
with my 90's desolated playlist,
she came towards me, with a west to east smile,
settling, asked me to help out with her load.

I bobbed, and,
The earth started to rip away,
I feel the winds of change blowing in my face
I wrote it while travelling in a train
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