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Leila Valencia May 2016
Opening doors keeping out the dark fumes
My lover hidden upon darkened tombs
And I assumed there's an attribution through you
Who am I to assume?
My dream casted discreetly, shielded neatly - playfully pull underneath me
Keep me at an unrest

Undress, test, your eyes will surmise I'm not thinking of only you in dusk sunrise
Tie me, try me - bend me, break me
Try as you mite you can't believe thee
You're not the only eyes  

Hash me, harass me - your answer unfulfilled yet,
Becoming furious I let you come forth
Sharp and sweet I meet you hands and grip they do
I show you, I can love two

You snap and take me, burn, bust, and shake me
You can't hold any longer
You let go
And I run never letting you really hold me
A woman who has no problem being with multiple partners
Seth Milliman Mar 2016
I am alone in the crowd of many,
Recognized only by the few.
It seems cantankerous to wish for more,
But sometimes that's all there is.
And for those small moments,
At least I am known.
aniket nikhade Mar 2016
In search of search is a search, which once when started was with regards to what else is still there in an uncertain future.

A lot of things changed since then, many new things happened along the way.
The past is left far behind, as of now it’s the present moment in time.

In the present the same search,
if it reaches to a desired conclusion,
then it will enhance the scope of future.

There are moments in life when it’s easy to start with something,
care must be taken that you end up with the same thing, which you had initially started.

There are moments in life when it’s easy to give up,
but then the same thing,
if continued further would have definitely fetched good results is realized and learnt later.

Life is strange
Strange are the ways of life
Life is uncertain
Uncertainties and worries continue to remain as an essential and integral part of life and still it's life.
Life continues with all the complexities involved and included in it.

Make the most of the present moment in time,
opportunities and possibilities are different from each other,
both have the ability to find, define and enhance the scope of future with regards to the present moment in time.

Intentions play a major role in deciding the right line of action,
clean, clear and good intentions yield the desired results rather than having something going on at the back of mind.

Definitely the right thing when it's done at the right point in time gives the desired results.
Noah Ducane Jan 2016
Death is no solution, life is no cure.
Love is no escape
Truth is no salvation.

Just imagine what you freed us from
We're loose and unbroken.

Oh, play on!
We're drugs and truth and *** unpolished.
Unabolished.

Bashed the truth and killed the calf
Here I am
Sacrifice me so sullenly.

And dead to me this chosen few
Given breed this blood to few
My love for few and scorn for many
Seed to love is many in.
Àŧùl Jan 2016
Not a time-****** I am,
But I used to do that,
To a great extent.
All the attention she got,
Was actually stuff,
That she neither sought,
Nor her dear requirement.
My HP Poem #975
©Atul Kaushal
Seth Milliman Jan 2016
I am small and bare,
Lost in the unending ocean.
Where some find themselves,
When the question asked has yet an answer.
Too many parts with not enough info,
The path laid bare with facts in the open.
What do I say to that open door?
Ask to stay and ask for more,
Am I mistaken in what I see and feel?
Or is there more in what the face appeals,
Swirling moments of days lost.
Am I ready for what now will cost?
In this the true answer lies,
No more tears no more goodbyes.
Candy Flip Jan 2016
Poetry in free verse
Doesn't need to rhyme
Or have any
Discernable structure.

It is
The best kind
For aspiring writers
Who lack
Eloquence,

Such as
Myself.
Full yea free verse
Em Nov 2015
She has constellations on her skin
And galaxies in her eyes
She is a work of art
Worth more than all in The Louvre
Her hands touch everyone's soul
And her laugh is a breath of life
She's astounding, yet doesn't know it
Your dream used to be
To show her her worth
But now she's gone
And left you in the shadows
this is all cliches and i don't care
Julie Grenness Oct 2015
Come,  sit down beside me, and do tell,
Is a book on Agnosticism non-fiction, as well?
Let's choose a book of literary spells,
Let's go to the library to dwell,
Let's spread the word of literacy,
Billions of people need to read,
Thoughts, ideas and opinions for free,
Would you classify --isms as fiction?
Is a book of Agnosticism non-fiction?
Is Atheism a true creed?
Fabulous negativity, Kafkas, prithee,
Come sit down beside me, let's read.
Feedback welcome.
Leila Valencia Oct 2015
Round and a round up and again
The pouding of fists and the breaking of lead
The moments of treatment the happiness fades
The beating of darkness the bleeding of trades

And my heart will not follow
To the depth and despair
Of the rounds of their tournament
This visage unaware
Of my feelings and tearful sighs from above
I'm a distant stranded character in a land called unloved

I don't string my ties in a knot or a bow my heart is all wound up and will never show
I can't think for anyone
I don't know the path
I find you a journey, but I can't make it last

I'm sad then I'm angry I'm one of the two
Pounding the walls turning them blue
The red in their color the pink in their shades
The granted walls
The absolute shame in my heart from above
It doesn't want love
My eyes scan in them
I don't see the one
Yet I march on
I'm so torn up inside. I don't believe in things for me. I don't see love, I don't feel it. I don't even believe in love. I believe in passion and moments of happiness, but I don't believe in love.
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