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Star BG Mar 2019
Inside leaps and bounds in mind
I glide, letting breath ignite passions.
Letting vision anchor into heart.

Words drift in cells like air within brain
ready for me to catch.

With continued breath
pen is energized calling hand with grace.
Calling heartbeats to lead song.

And as pen dances like finest dancer
a poem is written.
Scribed,
for the roaming eye to see.
Inspired by Jim Davis. A gifted poet. Thanks
hj Jan 2019
My heart is beating weirdly
It goes off-key
then it rhyms
And I'm in my hospital
Lying and thinking
If yours is singing the same chimes
Love is a tune the heart sings
Helping us through our darkest times
Heart beat after heart beat
The passion of two that collides
But sometimes I listen and wonder
If the off-key beats
are going as random as rolling dice
I wonder if they'd ever stop
If love is enough to get us through the nights
But maybe it isn't
And maybe
My love
we fault sometimes
Not necessarily the darkest sins
But maybe one of the forgiven crimes
PoetiKitty Dec 2018
Oh my love
listen to my heartbeat.
Please rest your head on my chest and listen.  

You own each and every hammering beat.
Let them cuddle you,
let them be the time hourglass of your smiles.

Let their furiously sweet thundering be yours.
Let our hearts be the glass ampoules holding the sand of time
sliding from you to me and back, forever.
Irina BBota Sep 2018
Somewhere around here, I learned to speak through silence.
Probably when our hearts loved each other truly.
Just heartbeats in the eyes, teasing and sweet replies,
in the yard of my soul now a tear started to flow.

On my cheek crystal beads are dripping stronger,
the ice inside me is melting and it has no idea
that he wants you to stay! Don't go! Wait a little longer!
Today is about Us and we're climbing up to Ave Maria.

But my heart is spreading mute unspoken words without control,
you're not here, and there's no one to listen to my thoughts
how a He and a She is melting into an amazing whole,
they want the same Tomorrow looking to each other's hearts.

So, spread seeds of dreams on my lips until morning,
and I'll taste you, breathe you, I'll be your virtuous singer
singing at the wedding of the butterflies in the stomach
and convert your black into an immaculate white in the winter.

Just lie to me nicely, tell me you're gonna love me in tears
until the white flakes of old age will begin to fall acute,
even if we are pressed by the weight of many years,
we should want more in life, not to remain mute.
Tanay Aug 2018
Chirping crickets, unheard whispers and a lonely street light.
For a small town, it is such a typical night.
A sweet aroma blows with the breeze,
Perhaps, coming from one of the flowers or the trees.

Red flares and moonflowers blooming under the moonlight.
Adding more grace to this beautiful night.
Peace and serenity rule in this silence,
There is no noise, there is no violence.

There are just sounds of heartbeats, deep breaths and whispers.
Just sounds of heartbeats, deep breaths and whispers.
Tanay Sengupta, Copyright © 2018.
All Rights Reserved
soul Jul 2018
Searching for the mind to react
To find how to act
Blank mind like a empty road
Searching for the one left untouched
Even not a bird crossed it
Leaves like heart left uncrumbled
Breeze makes them walk
Slowly and slowly reach the soil
Where they become one
I dont really know why i wrote this but my hands were working on its own
as this poem describes the medd inside me right now
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