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Sandy Aug 2021
on the day
of the hearts sun
the glowing bloom
which shed upon her

his first ever love
couldn't even recognize her
still he look back
to catch a glimpse

of the divine beauty
her eyes present to him
his heart was forever sealed
in cage of her skin
Leocardo Reis Jun 2021
The emptiness that
ravages my being
would be filled
in an instant
with just a glimpse
of that smile.
Even if it were fleeting,
just the sight of it
could justify
endless solitude.
Kailin Biver May 2021
You want to know me?
Let’s learn the ropes that make me.

At first, you may see a confident brunette with long lashes,
Get to know me and now you see a girl that can’t quite seem to get out of these impasses.

She has picture perfect grades,
But at what cost?

The cost of her once glowing eyes,
Turned to sunken dim eyes.

The cost of her once tan skin,
Turned to a ghostly white.

The cost of what was supposed to be her lifetime best friend,
Turned to a friendship she can’t quite apprehend.

See, she’s always had that voice in the back of her head,
But lately that voice seems to want to make an appearance on what is more than the occasion.

She’s done with school so what else is there to do?
See, this is no slew.
She’s got no one to blame but herself.
So what does she do to ignore oneself?

I guess I can’t say I ignore myself
When my poetry me about none other than myself.

Maybe it’s to make me feel better.
Or maybe it’s to make me feel special.

Now that you’ve gotten a glimpse,
Do you still want to know me?
Dali Nov 2020
I'm daring to
Barely stand on my own feet
What shoes am I going to wear
Is it blue, red, nor green?
Don't feel the heaviness of my feet
But everything fit immaculately to my verity sheet
Are these really the colors of my being?
They say emotions really fades away
I don't know now
Cause I heard the eternal aura whispers coming through my thoughts
Or is it just my own whispering sound?
Oh God
I can't speak
Nor find the root in me
Water me
I must water me
I want to see the flowers of my soul
I want to feel the existence in me
There's a black sky
But only to feed the earth's feet
A dashed black color in me
Coming through every breath I take while I speak
Nylee Oct 2020
all that is beloved
all that I see
it is explicitly made without me
it is no agony
just a tearful reminder
in the scapes of life
how much it matters
what really
on to the sights
gripping future
when I close my eyes
I hear the whispers
I ignore it
the best way possible
so when it is
it is like this
and a peek
through the balcony
I have taken the glimpse
in the dreams that I flee
don't bury me
Parin Aug 2020
Maybe hope is just an illusion,
a mirage,
which prevents us from seeing the reality,
fooling us to believe that its actually there,
fooling us to believe that it'll actually help,                                
but it's all a lie,                                                             ­   
a lie so white,
as if like snow,
that falls on you,
giving you a glimpse of happiness,
just a tick of satisfaction,
but soon it melts,
drowning you in a puddle,
a puddle of fake hope and expectations,
a puddle of fake happiness and flustering sensations.
And that is when you'll realize,
that hope is nothing but a clean white lie.
Hussein Dekmak Aug 2020
After sinking deep into darkness, a glimpse of hope has gently whisked me away to a magnificent world of beauty!

Hussein Dekmak
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Nicole Jun 2020
I caught a glimpse
Of you
In the twilight, baby
A pink and purple
Like the sky
And everybody was
Taking notice of you, girl
And you don't even know
You turn 'em on.
Arnauld Jarvis Feb 2020
There was somewhen love
Only to adjust with evil
Turning life into something hard and round
Trying to escape the bowl
Only to taste a glimpse around
Before you just fall apart and down
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