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I need patience
Fighting for peace
But there is the silence,
The Darkening Abyss.

I used to dream
How we would kiss,
But there was that dim
And Frightening Abyss.

I used to look
For will without haste,
But You cruelly took
Me away from my place.

I used to think
That there was a thread
Which definitely linked
Mine and your head,

There was that cut
Right in the middle,
So I had to start
Resolving the riddle.

I used to dream
That you're standing near,
But things that I feel -
Are despair and fear.

I used to hope,
But now I do not,
I had to stop
Tying the knot.

How come  I mistook
My Love - with fear?
I dared not look
On my face without tears.

I tear apart
Your image within.
I knew from the start,
I never could win.
...
I need patience
To lower the risk
But there is the silence,
The Darkening Abyss.

The Darkening Abyss
Negates all my will.
Each second we kiss
My heart is in thrill…

I fall in its depths,
The Frightnening Abyss.
I can hear your steps,
Don't let go of me, please.

I fell in Abyss
And found there a thread.
The moment we kissed
I knew where it led.

Mistaken was I?
Or purely naive?
I didn't know why
I didn't just leave.

Totally captivated
Your arms within.
I doubtlessly stated -
I never could win.
Jack R Fehlmann Dec 2020
These dreams
attached
to that which
cannot be
feel so real
in settings that
are surreal.
Confusion sets the theme
an unending quest to obtain
The precious state
of being
of a need
to close that chapter
which I have been unable
to read for loss of a last page.
I always see the face that only looks away.
I weakly plead
to be regarded,
lowering my guard to demonstrate
my need, my willingness
to feel.  
Scenes like these change
and the choices hold
one consistent course. 
 In these dreams
I can barely speak above a whisper.
I become enraged, and try to scream,
so impotent
to feel so inconsequential.  
I often wake and lay still.
Struggling to recall details
just to be
once more unable
to do anything more than wonder.  
Will I ever change.  
When will my obsession
finally evaporate. 
How can I still cling
so desperate
an unobtainable thing
a heart that does not care. 
 To loathe my mind and despise
my heart for
the foolish act of loving
someone more
than could ever be real. 
 To sleep
and never dream.
If only, no more.
B Nov 2020
the brush quivered with the
gentle anticipation growing,
never slowing in her hungry
tummy

she clawed through
thistle and thorn to get a peak
of that pale blue reflection
coercing her towards the shore

the fairies sang of the divinity and
omnipotence stored in the ripples
and if you squint hard enough,
they giggled, there’s surely more

she cast her gaze down to god
and saw thorns trapped in
strands of hair and vines
twisting around with scorn
Grey Rose Nov 2020
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Sunday
I search for that day
That we can be together
I haven't found a way
But I know you're out there, my treasure

It doesn't have to be for forever
I don't need a dozen years or 8 months
Not a week
But perhaps for just one day
I'll be the one you seek

So for you, I'll look
In empty churches
In crowded bars
In long books
In dying stars
In forgotten poems
In 90s songs
In wet dreams
In the bottom of ponds
In river streams
In a sunset's view

For that day, where you would look into my eyes and feel about me how I feel about you

And you'll understand
In my search.. all the things I went through

Yet.. maybe.. a day like such
Doesn't exist in this world
So it only makes sense, that I search the universe too

When we finally touch souls
Maybe we'll lock eyes behind distant stars
And wrap around eachother in black holes
Our Celestial Bodies colliding
Making supernovas out of control
We'll kiss as we ascend
Devouring eachother whole
Falling in love again and again

And we'll be amazed
Of how all of this.....
Almost wouldn't have happened
But it will

Somewhere in this timeline
Maybe it won't last a day
Perhaps not even a minute
But for just one second
Time will stay still
For a moment
Not long enough to measure
For just one breath
For just one glance
For that one heartbeat
I'll finally find you, my treasure.
Why is my love life always so one-sided?
mae Nov 2020
we always joked that i was right about everything;

but i wasn’t right about you.
kaileia Nov 2020
where, where did you go

away from me?

now of all times, why

does it not hurt to see me bleed?

every time i think you'll prove me wrong

right back where we started.
wondering, wandering
Farheen Khan Nov 2020
I find myself searching for something
That can comfort me
Some old memories
A scarf and piece of paper
Searching something that is dead inside
And debating whether it is good to let go or to hold on ,

I find myself searching for memories that I'm proud of and some that I regret.
I think of it everyday, I think about you everyday .

Somewhere deep down I know your happy but still  I deserve to miss you,
And to love you for all .
In memory of my lovely aunt ❤️
FairlyCultured Nov 2020
We escaped the city of damp faiths
We walked hand in hand
Far away, leaving behind waves of unknown
Something like...
A journey of detached dreams

Vagrant souls, landed somewhere far from home
Where homes don't have lights of their own
Pouring the emotions to the sands sitting under the bright sun
We waited for the dusk, then the night.

Aspirations reached astronomical height
Clear and bright in the dark sky, creating definition.
As though projected by a designed searchlight

We realised before the dawn
Here, happy moments don't feel like a loan

Wishes of the unlived unknowns have unveiled
Promises made, and you and I
We will never, again, become prisoners of lifestyle.
Michael Luciano Nov 2020
I
I took a walk through the trees to find myself in the forest.
I left myself there and continued on with my voyage.
I came to a meadow just as lost as I had started.
I meant myself there but forgot as I Departed.
I knew I could find myself high up on the hill.
I stood upon the cliff but realized that I had fell.
I took a stroll on down deep in to the valley.
I descended to the river to find myself there drowning.
I had no strength to pull myself from the trouble of the Stream.
I floated on further out toward the deep blue sea.
I camped through the night saw myself within a dream.
I awoke in the morning alone with out me.
I came to the understanding that I was just myself.
We boarded the boat and sail on out on through the swells.
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