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Nameless Mar 2016
The highs and lows of the tide continue, but it remains to be seen what will wash up on the shore...
Tafuta Atarashī Feb 2016
Her figure
Puts me in a frame of mind
That subscribes
To the graces of her pleasures.
And I haven't even touched,
Nor shared a word
With my muse.

My relationship with her
Is purely my aesthetic and mental view,
And my heart's intense pounding
When she comes around me.
In other words...

I'd like to get to know you.
Thinking bout the times when I see a lady who's intelligent, which increases her beauty in my view. Only, I can never sayba word to them. Only write a quick poem in my mind that ends up being forgotten.
Joliver Jan 2016
Do you love me
The way I love you?

Do you love me
The way I love the air I breathe?
Always sweeter when you are near

Do you love me
Across the distance?
No matter how far

Do you love me
The way I love your laugh
your smile
your eyes
your voice
your touch

Could you?
Could you love me
As much as I love you?
Cíara McNamara Dec 2015
sometimes when left alone
and lost in thought
I catch myself wondering
if anyone will ever love me,
in a way that they'll just want to talk about
what's going on in mind -
where my darkest wildest thoughts
can be freed-

and furthermore, will they love that part of me?
PJ Poesy Nov 2015
Dusty universe
with sprinklings of light,
you're a magical pondering.

I wonder if you wonder back.

Then expanse hits me.
Fascination of winsomeness
in elements crashing,
forming new star clusters,
nebula unknown or yet to be
sowed, beckons an idea of
horror in mediocrity. How
should one stand out
amongst your immense glory?
Will effervescent bubbling spectrums
with spiraling arms of some
galaxy suddenly singe
any existence known to man?
Could any man guess your plan?

Earth shattering revelation,
I'm guessing there is no plan.
So I'll make my own,
and let all this revolving
and evolving
take care its' own.
Kendal Cooper Nov 2015
Throughout my short lifetime
a contradiction has passed through my ear canals many a times.

"People always change".
"People never change".

For awhile it riddled me
these silly little strings o' words.

It has now become clear to me,
an ever-flowing pool of freshwater.

Beings do adapt.
Evolve, rather.
Slowly.

The cells of our body split and die,
new tissue and organs form.
Follicles encase new hair that arises from our skin.
The person that we believed we knew so well,
extinct.

It brings fascination to me
that the things that may seem so common will one day be newborn experiences.

Reliving something old for the first time again,
refreshing ain't it?

And while change may not be the correct word for it, I disagree with the statement that "people never change".

We are all becoming someone new.
All feedback is good feedback, my friends. Have a lovely evening. We are together. Blessed be.
Jellyfish Sep 2015
Today I saw an old man
who wore a golden chain
around his neck which
looks kind of red
I wonder if he's mad
I can't help but question
how he got the chain and
what makes him wear it
I wonder why people wear
things around their neck.
It usually irritates my skin
but sometimes I like it.
I wonder why that is..
Madaline Aug 2015
I do not know if the length of a day is too short or too long.
Either way I feel the fragility of life itself
Sometimes feeling rushed
Other times like forever
Usual coincidences? Gard de Montparnasse, paranoia interpretations of mobile phoney?
Context: this was written yesterday, first coincidence, i hop on the metro to get to the station but the train doesnt leave the station so i start walking, it was a really nice day and while not unhappy at the metro blip i was taking it as a sign the human animals were making '''gods''' will a physical reality and i was meant to walk it. a few minutes after walking i saw the trains were running again so i took some solace in knowing the other passengers would not be too delayed.2) i got to the station and as i walk over to the information desk and the person at it immediately grabs his phone and leaves the desk empty. In Dublin trains they have an advertising campaign with a phrase of Mobile phoney as a person that talks into their phone when not on any call just so they dont have to give up their seat, the phrase jumped into my mind without prompt. Needless to say i wasn't in the mood to be around people while in this headspace so grabbed lunch, listened to music, read a book and tried to be alone. (dont worry though my day/headspace did get better :-):-):-))
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