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Vanquish the darkness
From within you
Even abyss cannot reach
The beauty inside
The chasms of your mind
Will never fault
Won’t you take my hand
To serine places
Tranquil thoughts bring us
Upon this journey
A nebulous entanglement
Forever intwined
Unto the farthest reaches
Of the cosmic infinite
I will show you
A hue of Colours not seen
Staggering emotion
No masquerade
Of broken thoughts
I hope you see this :)
Dhimss Mar 17
Somehow everything is the same but all that was is different,
the people, the clothes, me and then there's you.

Karmic retributions keep tilting me away from you,
but hopefully, this time we'll make something that lasts so here's to the tomorrow that's yet to come.

Consequences, repercussions have me always missing you,
I blink twice, breathe once and suddenly there's no trace of you.

I've done my best and I have no regrets,
but maybe you do,
do you perhaps regret me?

But if not so, then where are you?
been awhile but i've found my muses now.
Lawrence Hall Dec 2023
Lawrence Hall, HSG
Mhall46184@aol.com

                 Puppies Share Christmas in Their Own Special Way

Nothing says Christmas like sparkly glitter
Frosting the ornaments and, oh! So much more
Tiny stars shared from an incontinent critter -
In diarrheal doggy **** on the bedroom floor!
Sally A Bayan Jul 2021
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A gloomy feeling accompanies the rain.
harvest season sometimes reaps none,
the sun is weary, it rushes to descend
humid air wanes as darkness spreads.

sparrows and yellow warblers retreat
how do they stay dry in their nests?
newly-woken bats emerge at sunset
amidst the rain...they try their best.

in the waning light, trees start to play,
their shadows graciously sway,
they dance by the firewall
telling their stories by nightfall.

through a worsening weather
sounds, loud and clear,
the roaring thunder
July's long sunset showers
pour, to cool the dimming atmosphere.

then, darkness claims all the glow.

thunder, lightning, the heavy downpour,
and the warm shelter of our home
are like heaven and hell,
situated side by side.

monsoon season has come without delay
the mischievous puppies dare play
under July's cold pouring rain,
their eyes invite me...but in vain.


sally b

©Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
   July 4, 2021
Pockets Aug 2020
There’s no traffic in the canyon
Just hitch hiking coyotes
That *** to many cigarettes
But always have good stories
All they want is a play boy bunny
To scratch them behind the ears
Where the truck stop soap always collects
They are simple like that
That’s why I never fear all the teeth in their smiles
Dull and worn down by all the miles
They have put on those paws
When we pulled into the next town
They nodded and got off
Back to the puppies
Or back to no life at all
The sun beams down
The coyote walks
Ademar Jr Jan 2020
With those cute eyes within bright lights,
It's the looks that covers my night sky
Too cute to be true,
Your a rare creature that can fit in any shoe

Puppies, adorable paws and total cuties
Are the little dogs that makes everyone happy
A little nose with cute a sneeze
And a "tough" bark but sounds squeaky

Your wagging tail and feet running look walk
Looks so ****** as cutely you talk
Cuteness overloads with your teary looking eyes
My baby, and cutie pie.
Ademar Jr Jan 2020
With those cute eyes within bright lights,
It's the looks that covers my night sky
Too cute to be true,
Your a rare creature that can fit in any shoe

Puppies, adorable paws and total cuties
Are the little dogs that makes everyone happy
A little nose with cute a sneeze
And a "tough" bark but sounds squeaky

Your wagging tail and feet running look walk
Looks so ****** as cutely you talk
Cuteness overloads with your teary looking eyes
My baby, and cutie pie.
Logan Robertson Sep 2019
my little puppies

eyes at my feet looking up

pupils so playful

Logan Robertson

9/03/2019
My fondest memories are my two Maltese, especially when both were puppies, and found a way to my heart even though they tore up the living room furniture on that day I'll never forget. I arrived home from work and much to my dismay the green floral frabic of the couch was in shreds, spongy pieces everywhere on the floor. The rattan chewed on. My face looked worst. Who did this, I yelled out. It was awfully quiet. I looked under the couch and remember their eyes peering back at me, so childlike and worried, that instead of being angry I reached out to them. We grew from that day on.
ms reluctance Apr 2019
Puppies
fluffy,  cute
wagging, frolicking, toppling
happy, hungry,  sleepy, curious
purring, climbing, playing
adorable, soft
Kittens
NaPoWriMo Day 23
Poetry form: Diamante
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