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Alyssa Paca Jan 2019
time


I grasp at it unconsciously

gasping

exasperated

out of breath

hands holding my head backwards

I jut my chin out, trying to pry my head out of grasp

my arms extend outwards, my fingers menacingly contorted into claws

every time that it seems as though I have reached it

it slips through my fingers

golden sand grains sliding away

slipping down the well and into the corner of my mind

where it can sit and taunt me

just out of reach


I sob

reaching inward

trying to extract it

I just need to get ahold of it


time
Haruharu Dec 2018
Like two yo-yo's we're taking turns on having feelings for one another.

Will we ever meet halfway?

We spin between fear and love, but never at the same time.

The midpoint is within reach.

Yet one rope is streched while the other is wrapped tight.

I hope one day our yo-yo's get tangled so we can live in balance and harmony.
Celina Dec 2018
i wanna kiss you so bad
seeing you all day drives me mad
your girlfriend is on your side
while i got my pride
the way you look at me
it makes me weak
you need to stop it now
glances here and there
this isn’t fair
there’s nothing i could do
i feel stuck in a déja vu
again and again I see your face
my heart skips a beat and fastens it’s pace
our eyes are locked but we’re apart
this must be some magic art
why did it have to be you?
what’s so special about you?
maybe it’s your bright eyes
your funny jokes
or your lovely smile
but I need to stop it right now
your out of reach for me now
i wish i never laid my eyes on you
i say nothing but the truth
you need to stop it now
your face is in the back of my head
so many words are still unsaid
i need to stop it now
one day i’ll be free again
moving on from this compelling bane
why did it have to be you?
what’s so special about you?
maybe it was your bright eyes
your funny jokes
or your lovely smile
i’m out of reach for you now.
Here's a little poem that is actually a song i wrote yesterday. I just adjusted it a little and i hope you enjoy reading it.
Pax Dec 2018
Sky
Those times when my ocean almost reach your sky.
Quote,Poem
Arcassin B Oct 2018
By Arcassin Burnham

Kissing the ring of death , now that ain't what you want to do,
Their painting the town red ,really just to make it dead,
Unlock the third one , right in the middle of your head,
Find your power , anything to get loose,
Anything to get loose, that makes,
Other geese jealous and fly away from the one spitting all the
truth,
And we don't bother, for all you hypocritical people still on
snooze,
Soul comes alive like the crow in night when it stalks its prey,
Better hope you do,
Despite the circumstances , I still can't do,
I'm aware of this world , I'm aware of the truth,
I'm aware that they want to make slaves out of you,
I'm wishing that the most high comes through,
I'm wishing that the more that I reach for it, I could see
A better virtue.
©abpoetry2018

https://arcassin.blogspot.com/2018/10/nirvana-save-me.html
Engineer -
Building towers,
Building walls,
Building keeps,
Are you -
Reaching for the sky?
Trying to guard something in?
Trying to fortify?
Building towers to mimic flight,
Building walls to keep them out
Or keep something, someone, in
Building keeps to keep,
But to keep what?
I might ask,
Hamlet, what are you building
In that kingdom of yours?
What are you trying to achieve?
sky Oct 2018
I reach for your hand
in the dark
like I've done
a hundred times before.
you were always there
for as long as I could remember

It was cold out yesterday
so, so cold
and I reached for your hand in the dark
but it was no longer there
for the taking
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