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Fantasy, the kind you dream,
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In a world where all comes true,
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Just like a story book,
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Floating, flying, hovering,
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Everything is good,
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Half a poem, all the weight of a full one.
MetaVerse Jan 26

Flying in falling
     Softly snow, five blue pigeons
And a white pigeon.  


Robert Jan 19
Cling to me oh gracious child of light.
Spread thy wings and carry me into flight.
Let thy warmth cover every hurt I have.
Give me a pebble, a grain, of hope to grab.
Bust my stoneful heart that weighs me down.
Free me from sorrow so that I may not drown.
I yield it all to you, oh sweet child of light.
For I have simply lost the will to fight this fight.
I hope your days are bright and filled with happiness and love.
Robert Jan 12
Oh dove, oh dove from yonder oak tree.
Hearken your eyes to gaze upon me.
Lend thy wings, in which grant you flight.
So that I might gaze down at the world tonight
Soar with me, in clouds of gray.
The two of us, together, searching for the suns ray.

Oh dove, oh dove from yonder oak tree.
Grant me courage, so that I may not flee
Give me hope, and the power to do what's right.
For right now, I wave a banner of white.
so grant me  solace, and sleep on this day.
Oh dove, oh dove perched high on the oak, I hope you stay.
Hope your day, or night, is filled with positivity and genuine happiness.
Zywa Dec 2024
Before we can no longer
seal the cracks
of windows and doors
against betrayal
we must take other risks
to preserve our dreams

Until we can no longer
dance away our common
powerlessness in love songs
with our hands and hips
and sing along with
the happiness and the longing

Then to dance with eyes and lips
and to sing along together
to drown out the sorrow
of the unwanted
farewell that we take
without saying goodbye

The apples taste like oil
the wind erases our traces
on the cracked skin
of the pale earth where
nothing flourishes and nothing thrives
It erases our contact
Film "Jadde Khaki" ("Dirt Road" / "Hit the Road", 2021, Panah Panahi)

Collection "On living on [2]"
Emery Feine Sep 2024
A bird sat on a ledge, calling for air,
“Please, give me merely a share!”

A breeze came and lifted the bird off the ground
The breeze ruffling the bird’s feathers was the only sound

Every day, the bird decided to sit and wait
The bird was drawn to the wind, perhaps even fate

The wind always listened when the world did not
The bird had found something it had always sought

Then one day, dark clouds came and rain poured down
And the wind lunged forwards, without even a frown

At last, the bird saw the wind’s true power
The bird wanted to hide, but the wind didn’t let it cower

The wind ruffled the bird’s feathers as it had done in the past
The bird took off, flying ever so fast

Then the storm passed; the rain was gone
The bird looked at the sun from the ledge it was on

“Wind, let me once again soar!”
But the wind replied no more.
This is my 9th poem, written on 1/15/23
Gaurav Gurung Aug 2024
I am Icarus as I yearn to fly,

I am Icarus as I sore through the sky,

I am Icarus as I want more and more,

I am Icarus and the sky, I Adore!



I am Icarus as I tend to forget

I am Icarus and later seem to regret

I am Icarus and greed gets the best of me

I am Icarus and only a fall can break me free



Even when I'm gone, my absence will hurt them,

Even when I'm gone, generational will be my name,

Even when I'm gone, I will leave a mark,

My wings burnt and withered- Illuminating yet Dark!



Reliant on aesthetics, I tend to forget nature,

I can't bypass it, Afterall- Human is my stature,

Such madness over crossing human bounds you might ask,

Penetrating limitations might be my greatest task.



Damnation and Mockery- my reward for such foolishness,

Satisfaction and Idolation- I yearn for completeness



My wings might be a commodity,

But my flight is a necessity,

You might forget or might you'll remember me

The leap I took and what completed me



I am Icarus and you might call me a fool,

I am Icarus or you might think my act was cool,

Well It doesn't matter to you, Does it?

In the end I'm just a fragment in you memories!

But for me and for generations to come,



I AM ICARUS!
Icarus was a minor Greek legend, The First man to take flight and fall as well! Many consider him a fool for not listening to his father and letting pride take control over him but for me Icarus has always been a legend! The Mighty Soarer above the sky that wanted to break human bounds and conquer the sky! Here's a tribute to Icarus and here's a Kudos for the Icarus within all us!
MetaVerse Jul 2024

          Summerlight sunflight—
     singsonging songbirds singing,
winging blue heaven.

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