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Winnie Apr 2019
“You’re very mysterious to me” he said
But that’s how I express my love
wildly
deeply
secretly
to you
water of suns unveil the shyness of moonlight,
one sole moon, the flood of suns beyond the suns,
my melting veil of velvet cells to rule my dormant eye of wisdom,
it’s warm, it’s cold, a kiss of space to touch the time,
a month, a year, a lapse of time,
I am bored, I am not alive,
I should have known the secret of the divine,
it’s never late, everything is a void in time.
Poem from my book 'The Allure Of Time' now available on amazon.
Hurricane Apr 2019
If a proxy war could end this town,
I'd spend the day searching for those eyes,
your eyes,
I'd take up arms in a secret spot,
our spot,
I'd barricade myself within,
a steel fort,
And refuse to leave without a fight.
In order for a conflict to be considered a proxy war, there must be a direct, long-term relationship between external actors .
S Bharat Apr 2019
The Secrets

It is mind which brings for what you yearn;
This is the gist of book by Byrne.
“Thoughts are contagious.” I changed mine.
“Let them be positive” said Einstein
Energy, frequency and vibes you ever knew
Are the secrets in Tesla's view.
What Buddha had told made my head reel;
“You can attract what you feel.”
“If you think you lack nothing” said Lao Tzu
“The whole world belongs to you.”

S. Bharat
Oliver O'Connor Apr 2019
You always ask:
"If your friends wanted to jump off a bridge, would you?"
and I say no, of course...

But
secretly
I hope I'm asked to go first

and you do, too
Over-Complicated Mar 2019
You
I hope you realize that none of this matters
If you don’t see it
under my eyes you see the infinite allure of time,
millions, billions of years,
so much you can’t even comprehend,
I told you time is a continuous illusion,
a figment of smouldering history,
time has no trace when envisioned in its fullness,
capacity of great proportions and its limit,
it can no longer portray the absoluteness,
it is painted by the incomprehensible allure and charm,
touch it with senses and desires and it will reveal its secrets,
the fruit of sensuality and grace,
death of the Universe, rebirth after rebirth,
I catch the trace of time,
a kiss of thought in the divine,
me and the mind to rule a world beyond the infinite.
Poem from my book 'The Allure Of Time' available on amazon. Buy my book.
Ilya Krivonosov Mar 2019
Behind a stencil of cloudy glass
Smiles turned into commas,
Motion in complex motion simple,
And dissolve the silhouette of the table.

Flashed meteors fists.
Without them, bayonets were not having a pack.
The situation is complicated, the exercise is simple.
And the sailors ribbons fluttered.

Shoes clacking on the parquet,
Stories fifth, fourth, sixth,
Plates full, then empty again,
And phones hidden calls.
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