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when two people are meant to be
we call that chemistry

and a single kiss
will leave them breathlessly

but some times in a laboratory
there is another story

so when two people are meant to be
they can also be like poison
there might be an explosion

so be careful when a kiss is breathtaking
your heart might still be aching.

- gio, 01.05.2020
Riley Grace Apr 2020
If the snake bit me
Would you please mourn me too, or
look back, and forget?
~
If I hear church bells
But yet I can’t see the bells
Can you hear them too?
~
If I gave you food
Yet it was laced with poison
Would you eat with me?
~
If you love me so
Why did you marry the ground
When my hand was open?
vern Apr 2020
my soul aches again as another unsteady sorrow slowly moves through my veins
I have welcomed another poison yet again
the chalice filled with despair
will forever entice me
an unyielding hands tips it against my lips
the cursed glass meets my mouth
and a drop of that toxic spill slithers down my throat
it’s rancid taste should repulse me
the horrid bitterness and burning brings tears to my eyes
but I can’t refuse this goblet of misery
for I am an addict
I hate so many things right now and I write when I’m sad and it’s honestly my best writing but I want to write happy. I was selfish and asked people to reach out and check in and I do every year and every year I’m left hanging and alone and I’m ******* tired of expecting anything. These made up expectations I do to myself are just so stupid and I want to stop but I can’t help it. It’s nice to pour it out to strangers who don’t understand but they can appreciate pretty words strung together. Thank u strangers
Amna Khan Apr 2020
The sweetness of this poison
offers its condolences.
What it doesn't known is
its strength is
what I ached
to acquire,
not its pity.
Tara Apr 2020
Desire is an ******;
she is addicted,
as is he to her.
She is his ******,
she needs only how he loves her.

He needs the entirety of her,
he will never have it,
she will evade him forever.
He is only her satisfaction,
and she is his love.

Doomed to dance with him,
and without him,
a truly Shakespearean heartache.
The deadliest poison yet sweetest nectar,
he will ever know.
Michael A Duff Apr 2020
She was a match , My other half

She was also poison , The kind you cant get enough of

Her dysfunction mingled with mine in strange ways that broke us both
Matched and missed dearly
Giuseppe Roy Apr 2020
You are the poison to my apple,
The dark cloud in my blue sky,
We are more the same than we are different
Contrary to what you might think
I forgive
Your ignorance is bliss
Feel free to comment
Terry Apr 2020
Her love is like a sweet poison that I willingly consume.
My time with her is a beautiful misery that I endure.
To escape her is unthinkable as I am addicted to the heavenly suffering she has rewarded me with.
Eleanor Apr 2020
The emperor’s dinner was served.
Finally cooked fresh fish tonight.
And when the emperor had finished,
He felt perfectly alright.

Later the emperor felt queasy.
The pain in his chest was dull.
As he fell in a faint,
His stomach was unbearably full.

The emperor lay on the ground.
Trying to breathe with all his might.
In the end all he could do
Was accept he could see the light.

As the emperor lay dying
And contemplating his fate.
Servants raced to find the poisoned food.
But alas, they wouldn’t. It was the plate.
I was given the prompt 'plate' by a friend and this was the first thing my mind came up with :)
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