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Jeremy Betts May 29
Addiction
Oh what a complication
Repetition
Needs no invitation
Depression
Defies limitation
Immersion
Beyond expectation
A relation
With my elimination
Intention
Only to silence the negative reflection

©2024
Pagan Paul Sep 2018
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I wish I could fade,
lay back,
close my eyes,

and fade...

through the continuum,
to a desolate place,
where peace reigns majesty,
and birds sing me awake,
as dawn paints the starry sky,
over a silver mountain lake,
clear as a mirror.

Stone monoliths rise to peak,
feet on moss and grass
make electric natural connection,
the smell of fresh air
and the scents of the flowers,
isolation tastes like honey,
sweet as a dream.

I wish I could fade,
lay back,
close my eyes,

and fade


never to return.




© Pagan Paul (01/09/18)
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Its just a poem !
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The meadow, fragrant of hyacinth and lilac
I lay among their stems, dewy grass in my back.
The pale blue of the sky holds the corona true
Swelter beneath the star, yellow at war with blue.

Distant petals, floating on gusty zephyrs fly
Squinting at reds and pinks, pollen dust in my eye.
A rushing bubbling stream carries away my mind
O’er pebbled bed beneath through twist and turn and wind.

A droplet escapes free and nibbles at my toe
As nature overwhelms with what the meadow knows.
Love is to be immersed—Just dipped my toe and yet
It was a pool of you, and my whole body’s wet.
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Ysa Pa Jun 2016
Giving a day for a selfless endeavor
Exercising charitable behavior
Immersing oneself for the sake of others
One would realize that love doesn't need to hurt

As we rode a bus to our immersion
In order to fulfill our assigned mission
We filled our heads with aims and goals
And prepared our hearts for the necessary roles

Arriving at our destination
It was near to what we've envisioned
To be able to visit not once but twice
We hope that we were able to suffice

Teaching the children and learning as well
I believe that we've gained more from our 'clientele'
We learned much more as we gave our all
We've gained their smiles as we gave so small

We've taught and given educational materials
But what really lasts are the ideals
I just hope that we gave them what they needed
I hope that all good seeds have been planted

To be able to touch lives and influence
It was worth all the expense
And to receive their smile
Truly makes it worth the while

Allotting time for the children's needs
Is a way for positivity to breed
Having open hands to let children hold
We've not only touched hearts but we've also mold

Spreading love and blessings
Gives one an irreplaceable feeling
To be able to help children
Is something we'd gladly do again
Vlarken Hvyrmtor Jul 2015
Blooming seeds you had on
your tongue when I kissed you
on the streetcorner in blaring
sunlight

I wanted to taste them,

and later recalled how thin you felt
your ******* against my chest
subtle enough

but I pulled back

The lightpond where I sat
that's the place where
shimmerish fish float the
smoky air

You caught one and
got drunk on its blood

That ***** look I'd never
seen you wear as you took
my lips in yours

and when your bloodrough
tongue touched mine the
seeds were grown

"Sommersprossen,"

I whispered into your mouth
as you bit off my lip

Thereafter in your starry
room you took your knife
and I mine

"Ich bin allein
Bereust du?
Wirst du?"


Our hearts in our hands
spat their deathred mess
and soaked the sheets

Drunk on each other
with lips cherryred
to you I whispered
and to me you,

*"Dû bist mîn
Ih bin dîn"
K Balachandran Feb 2015
Colors of love, I've never seen was painted on my heart by her,
lust sublimated,was the primer she preferred as the base to start,
music of love, she conducted, played in the background day and night
caressed me softly, made the colors dry, made it remain there ever
my wounded heart, demanded only love, nothing more from her
but she made it her piece of interest, for her million desires to adore

Her alchemy transformed it to gold, that never would lose it's sheen,
used all her riches excavated, from the valley of her placid mind,
to embellish and make it an invaluable dowry chest for her, ever
the skies cloudless,I was tranquil,her love made me feel elated,
on her, the wave-less lake I perfectly reflected, even at dark nights,

What else would make one dedicate, all mind commands,to her
and all flights of soul to higher echelons were inspired by her,
isn't that state, one knows as bliss, we are bound together by that .

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