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Jellyfish Dec 2016
My heartbeat scares me,
It's keeping me awake.
I feel it thumping inside me,
I can hear it in my brain.

Maybe I'm just sick,
Or maybe I'm insane.
Maybe I'm losing it,
Or just feeling strange...

At times like these,
I wish I were home.
. . . . .. .. .. . . . ..
ㅡjatm Nov 2016
The drummer of my heart
plays the drum
to silence the voices
in his head
in depths of hell
and while the beat
of his drum thumps
he plays the stars
as his drum set
and became
the very rhythm
of my soul.

The drummer of my heart
and the heartbeat of his drum
has got me through
the coldest nights
for his tune makes
my heart race
in excitement
enough to revive
my soul.

And now he's in charge
of each beat
of my heart.
maxime Nov 2016
shooting terror
bubum
paralyzing fear
bubum
immediate regret
BUBUM
rejection
beep
mocking
beep
scorn
*beeeeeeeeeeeeep
Sarah Oct 2016
We are but a breath
in the lungs of the universe,
a beat in the heart of life,
a blink in the eyes of our ancestors,
a shooting star in the darkness of night.
Lunar Oct 2016
i gave my heart to him
in the form of a music box
he opened it to hear a soft tune
of my feelings i kept within
he hummed to the song
i made up for him
and danced to the rhythm
of my pulse beating

the entire moment was a loop
which didn't want to cease

it would only be so
if i took my heart back
or if he stopped dancing
i hope you guys get this! the final piece of the Pocketry Series. and things will obviously change if one factor suddenly goes missing. for dancers and lovers out there, i hope you always give your best and love whoever and whatever you do with your entire heart.

13/13 of the Pocketry Series.

FIN.
Tehreem Sep 2016
Thunder in the skies of her soul.
You discover in each heartbeat.
Kewayne Wadley Sep 2016
This muscle which I speak
Often spoke but never emphasized
This muscle than often throbs
aches often
Impatiently selfish
Only thinking of itself
This steady throb
Aches on and on
Afraid to sleep in fear of missing the next moment
Realizing that reality is much better than the next
This muscle which I speak
Often spoke but never emphasized
A quiet calm that screams loudly
Unheard because of fear
Being seen as vivid
This bright color that laughs in color
Not afraid to be itself
This muscle which I speak.
Continuously patient
Waiting to be seen
Waiting to be heard
Waiting to be felt
This muscle which I speak
The presence of fascination
Otherwise near
Fast paced
Beating
This urgent vulnerability
Being needed
Being felt
From where does this muscle begin to beat it's fastest
The answer is quite simple
This muscle which I speak
Often spoke but never emphasized
Beats it's fastest around you
"Every time we talk my heart skips a beat.
Because you are that beat.
You are whats keeping me alive."
-LM- Everything I Didn't Say #35
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