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Poetria Feb 2020
i have seen you dancing with trees
warm, familiar breeze like air that is sweet
in here, you appear, you dance into being
behind my eyes, always, you're watching me breathe
you observe autumn, stretching on beyond decree
opposite these falling leaves,
you are rosy cheeks and beaming teeth
but i insisted on convincing;
autumn is a beautiful place to be

you are all that i seek,
all i would like to believe is real
i try to remember if you ever liked me
but you are endlessly sunlit,
hued honey-gold, and evergreen
this half-eyed fading lucidity,
the only place we could both complete
so i insist, i am convinced;
autumn is my most beautiful dream
perspective: Autumn is the absolute end of all life

written January 2020
amber Jan 2020
My face scrunches up,
Uncomfortably.
Hunching over,
My body draws into itself.

Tears pour out,
Streaming down my face.
Wiping them away incessantly,
Doesn't hault them,
Or my hysteria.

Rubbing uncontrollably,
The skin around my eyes,
Begins to tear.
I can no longer tell...
If I'm still crying,
Or if it's all blood,
Raining down my cheeks,
Staining everything red.
aisha Nov 2019
you asked me why
I like you even when you're drunk
and I said,
"because when you're drunk
you're a little bit clingy
and I'm a little bit in love"
to Ben
for when you stumbled upon the stairs with rosy cheeks and dreamy eyes into my arms
When the rains downed
When the clouds appeared
When the sun be absent

When the thunder was heard
When the lighten was seen
When the birds hide

When your face attended
When your spirit appeared
When your lips opened
Showing shiny look

The sun was coming
The warm was ascending
The universe was laughing
The rosy colors were dancing
the absent of love making the world cahnged and the weather tended to be worse.
Badshah Khan Mar 2019
Rubayiat Al Thurab (Verses of the Dust) - 80

BismillahIr RahmanIr Raheem

I faithfully represent your complete creation,
Who is merged seamlessly with dear soul and rosy flesh.

He dearly wants to remain as a fond lover of his beloved,
Therefore, carefully select my dear heart for his beloved.

He entered heartily in my lively sense,
Thence he can express about his beloved.

He carefully develops me as a lover,
to adore His Beloved through my own sense.

Now My soul can't be singly from me,
Or my eternal love from my noble soul.

As I faithfully represent your complete creation
Whom He wisely Named as Ummah Thurab!

Allah Khair..... Khairul Rabul Alameen Yah Arrahmanur Yah Raheem

Ummah Thurab - Badshah Khan.
©UT-BK 2019
Rubayiat Al Thurab (Verses of the Dust)
Euphie Jan 2019
Those little moans,
the thrusting of the hips,
the hush of the mouth,
the rosy cheeks,
that is all you need
when it comes to me.
PoserPersona Jul 2018
O why, O why, O why was I born in this non-laternlit world?
No!
O why, O why, O why was I born in this non-torchlit world.
What woe!
And try, and try, and try I do, to fulfill myself, all others, too!
And try, and try, and try I do, to remind myself, all others, too:

That it is not man's devices that light the darkness,
but the sun's brightness…
Silverflame Jan 2018
approaching nightfall
rosy stray lips talk too much
drinking the false truth
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