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Dian Eka Mar 2018
To Kiss a Picture of You in Mind
To Have a Dialogue Turns Into Monologue
It is All in My Prologue Scenery
Before Bedtime
The Epilogue Says
"Distance, my Dear....."
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Beaux Feb 2018
The was stage set
The curtain was drawn

I took long slow steps
At center stage I stopped

The mic before me sat a silhouette
Against the blinding lights

My lips parted to speak
Silence
I spoke the words I know so well
Silence

Was my speech falling on deaf ears?

My voice rose
Silence
I leaned close to the mic
Silence

I screamed at the top of my lungs
Until my throat was raw

I stood in the center of the stage
Silent
No matter what I said
No matter how loud I was
No one was listening

I wanted to tell them
About the sadness drowning me
About the hate burning in my heart
About how hopeless I felt

I sat in the center of the stage
Silent

The stage was empty
The curtains were closed
E A Spain Feb 2018
Dissatisfaction sits begrudgingly in the pit of my stomach
and continues to remind me of
all the things
all the things I have strive for and missed every ball I dropped
every **** boy I kissed

Dissatisfaction makes a hideaway in my being
burrows in deep and starts to clinging
and I try to cover it up for people
because it's not worth seeing
but you can believe it

I'm a human being in this life
but where is the meaning
I've got all this pinned up strife
& the insides of my mind could use a deep cleaning
The whereabouts of my breakthrough is unknown
if it even exists
maybe if I just speak it enough into existence it'll be fixed
I suppose only God knows
but I'm not so sure if he hears my woes

Dissatisfaction is taking over
it's laying claim to my brain
it's settling into my pores
and I just want to stay sane
E A Spain Feb 2018
I think I could talk about love forever
Could write about it forever
Continue to think of new combinations of descriptives to define it
And still be lacking the true essence of the feeling I get in my chest when you do something for me that makes me feel special and set apart
Or find a word to rhyme with the pangs in my heart,
Once love goes away
Because we all know that love never stays
In some kind of way it dies
Just like all of our destinies
But it's just so worth it in the moment when you bring out the best in me
And I just like to ignore the ones who dare to question me
Me and my love.
Cause how would they know?
They're just blind,
But in a different way than mine
Cause no one knows my episode of sublime-
Like you.
My heart literally smiles at the little quirks you do
Cause that's the only way I know you're being real and true
So caught up I'm not even worried about that 20/20 hindsight view.
E A Spain Feb 2018
Lie to me and tell me everything's okay
Even though it doesn't seem that way and the clouds are getting darker and closing in
And no one is human among these sons of men
who chase the paper and will cut anything in their way
Yea everything will be okay
Even though it doesn't look like that's the case
and I pray that the time I'm giving you isn't a waste
Because I have no leftovers to give
And it's getting harder and harder to live
To breathe
To think ...

Knew that in this food chain there's a missing link
Between God and me
And it's something I can't see  
And I'm not sure if I will ever be able to do the things you want from me but Maybe that's not the path I'm taking
Jus like how they say promises are meant for breaking
And all I know is I'm looking for an awakening .
Some kind of realization or explanation for why it's so hard right now..
Why can't I figure out how ..
To be successful and carefree and live life the way it's supposed to be - just letting the vibes flow effortlessly
Triscuit Dec 2017
Our eyes make acquaintance in the dim light of the car.
I search them for a person I once knew, someone different, someone not you.
I see a familiar glare.
I want to test your patience.
I want to taste your soul.
Two different bodies with the same paces.
They make your intellect into copies.
Not the same, no.
The differences are obvious, but the intrigue stays.
Love.
It always comes back.
No two people are exactly alike... But love starts out the same.
Ahmed Elsherbini Dec 2017
My lovely girl wakes at eight
She eats breakfast and get dressed
Her dress makes her put on weight
She sings, dances and meets kate
While I'm watching with some mate
Oh I'm crushing and loving you!

She works at a nursery
I'm going to her door
Knocking and touching within her soul
Love her personality, body and her all
To leave her or forget, it's something so fool
Her is such a baby and my heart as a cuddlery
At afternoon she rests in the home
Taking shower and relaxing in the bathtub
With soap and foam
I'm still watching though
Oh I'm crushing and loving you!

At the night she drives to the club
Always smile and saying What's up!
She is so cuddly when she to home returns
Across the darkness of streets, she shines
To the home she owns..

She sleeps at nine
When my heart is not mine
She steals it before she sleeps
And return it when the alarm says "beeb!"

Oh I'm crushing and loving you
And waiting for tomorrow to watch you
I love you, I love you, I love you
Oh I'm crushing and loving you
A lover addresses his crush describing hid day crushing on her in comedy monologue..
Shipley Aug 2017
The irrevocable emotion
I have about you has got this ocean
swaying back and forth on a motion
that can only be swayed by you.
The soft sound of your soothing voice
has got my head spinning
and other grinning
because it can only be saved by you.
But it scares me
how the words and phrases
that come out of your mouth
seem so flawless
like you always know what you’re talking about.
And it simply amazes me
that everything you do fazes me
and the days with you
always gazes me
into what I want our future to be.
Remembering the way you hold me
and the way the cold breeze
doesn’t seem cold when I’m with you.
The way you talk to me,
like I’m wearing your ring,
saying “baby I love you”.
But I’m always taken back
like I‘m suddenly off track
because those three simple words
carry so much meaning on their back.
And I don’t want to be one of those people
that say it without its meaning
because meaning it
means more than feinding it,
if you know what I mean.
I believe in love and romance,
not cheap titillation from cold hands.
I believe in flowers and cute notes,
not always coming over to rock the boat.
Sing to me,
play me a lullaby,
call me randomly
or just graze into my eyes.
I want you to look at me
and see who I am,
cuz baby I’m not perfect
but I’ll do the best I can.
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