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Mystic Ink Plus Jul 2018
No No No
It’s not too far

Beside those walls
Even you don’t know
Where you ultimately belong

You resides
Inside my head
From there, you
Travel in my thought
Change the state of the mind
Transcend the past
Reset the tempo

Then
Sync with the curve of
Every word
Genre: Romantic
Theme: Too far, yet too close
Sabila Siddiqui Mar 2018
A visitor,
not a resident
once again.

You walk in and out
as though it was a revolving door.
You visit me as though I am a sovoneour shop,
just to see how much one would miss you.

My heart has become exhausted of
the constant switch between the void and the presence.

For you make a vacation out of me,
when I ought to be a sanctuary.
You turn me into a hotel room,
when I ought to be home.

My name was not the one that was to be traced on sand and washed away by the waves
but the one you would engrave with ink on your skin.

I am oxygen
I am water
Not momentary
or unncessary
like the label of the presence of expiry you labeled me with
Or your temporary devotion.
Vexren4000 Dec 2017
A stringed amalgamation,
Of painted wooden pieces,
Dancing to the puppeteers whims,
Most men forget that,
Even humans have,
A puppeteer,
Manipulating strings.

©BAS
Vexren4000 Dec 2017
stretching beneath the city,
Snaking through lands dotted by skyscrapers,
Twisting roads, and railroad tracks,
Residential homes,
Feeding the underground complex,
A world hidden away,
From the sight and olfactory senses,
Of man above.

©BAS
Vexren4000 Nov 2017
A resident of a state,
A state resident of a country,
A country resident of this world,
Our earth a resident of this universe,
Our universe a resident of reality.
What does that make Man?

©BAS
Mark Parker Nov 2017
Hello resident of apartment 6B,
I'm so happy you think
I'm your stinking mongrel's
best chance at a bowel movement!
While you're at it,
go play with some matches!
Better yet, park your car
next to me on the street!
I have a real job,
and I'm not employed
at Don's Johns!
Maybe if you set
yourself on fire,
you'll see me as something
other than a porta *****!
What would a fire hydrant really say?

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