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Poetic T Oct 2019
Idiots shouldn't play
with matches
                cos they washed in petrol...


But I'm no idiot,
            but I'll still throw a match

in the room and watch the idiots burn.
newpoetica Sep 2019
truth be told i'm scared to say,
my feelings that are kept at bay,
for fear of their own betray,
because i know that when they come into play,
the boy i feel things for will run away.
Faizel Farzee Sep 2019
Humming along to the beat of life as i sing along to the music of my heart.
The melody of you tapping enchantingly through my mind.
Notes composed by your fingers strumming every part of my quivering soul.

       Your love my song to life
                    Evergreen
You my melody, my music to life,
You eliminate all strife, you smile takes me high, losing you, would be falling on knife.
BlackSwanSings Sep 2019
cherries stain lips
as lovers eat
below the moon
©blackswansings
Faizel Farzee Sep 2019
Eyes getting lost in the night sky, a silhouette of your heavenly body I clearly envision in the stars,
Your eyes alluminate like the sun, flowing hair as red as mars.

A smile that lights the milky way.
A wish on a shooting star,
Is that I never betray,
The love you have given me, this love I'll repay.

Morning light infused with the night sky, this has just dawned on me.
You light my darkened soul, through the darkness I see.
This air that I breathe, without choking on oxygen, your kisses reborn, is the life that I need.

Your lips is my wine, forever drunk I will be.
Getting lost in this everlasting vacuum of hope, in infinite space we'll be free.

These words i bequeath,
Is simply to convey
Our love is everlasting, constantly expanding
Looking at the night sky
On your silhouette I still feast.
Word play between meaning of words, is a trip,
trying to covey a story with out having to flip. Capturing feelings to add to this quip
It's a mountain to climb, one day I'll get to the tip
Elizabeth Sep 2019
The sun light shining through my window but only enough to welcome me to the day. The birds are chirping only waiting for me to rise from my bed, stretch, and meditate for a minute or two. The wafting smell of coffee beans and oatmeal fill my senses as I stroll into the kitchen, but half asleep. The blue sky or maybe grey will greet me as I slide the window open to great the morning air, one with the residue of last nights rain. The morning walkers quickly walk past my window only having a conversation of their own with a friend or a lover. The 5 am shift started and the 6 am is soon to be, the cars cruising past. The children at play before breakfast is served, sidewalk chalk and a box of matchsticks, mom said never to play with. The day looks inviting, may I join?
Kids at play with matchsticks and chalk
Faizel Farzee Sep 2019
A phoenix rising from the ashes, drenched with the possibility of a new tomorrow
.... hope

I want to be married to a  future with this love obsessive, insatiable, I can't wait
....elope

The future is my protection from a hated past,my saviour, it will released me from caged thoughts ... escape

The enemy is myself,questioning self worth, getting in lost in despair
.......hate

This face that I wear, Is to hide my Tue self, this lie that I'm living
.......fake
When life leaves you on a high, and pull the ladder down. It's for us to fight to stay above water, make sure we never drown
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