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Glazel Salundro Jul 2020
I love you because you demand your dreams into existence. I love you because you love the skies in peach, light orange and a shade of purple. I love you because you always made me think of the starry night when I'm with you.
Ylzm Jun 2020
The Earth hides the Prophet
And the Prophet hides the Sun
No Light shines on Earth
Nor is Light remembered
Night have turned to Day
And Darkness the new Light
Freedom is free and lawless
And only the fearless lives
Fheyra Jun 2020
Tonight, I laid with thee—
In this room,— Whence thou liberated these ******* to seams,
Thy vest unlocked the chest to beat—
Hush...
The empty black skies,—
I wilt pray with thee—
With two candles intertwined..
From the comfort of someone, until those eyes close..
Savio Fonseca Jun 2020
She always had a Ribbon,
tied to Her Golden Hair
and carried the Stars
in Her Eyes.
She was an Angel,
sent from Heaven.
Who descended Down,
from the Blue Skies.
Her Beautiful Face,
wore a Charming Smile.
As She moved around,
with Grace and Style.
Her Love for Me,
was Taller than any Mountain.
My Woman Quenched My Thirst,
like the Waters of a Fountain.
Patterson Jun 2020
There is broken stone under my feet,
toppled pillars, their carved surfaces
reduced to dust now filtering through
the stray rays of light.
The windows now wide open
like wounds, like the skies and seas.
This fallen cathedral is a signal,
this is holy ground
you may never tread on.

These ruins are my birthplace,
the dying light, my mother.
These stones are my bones,
the fractured columns witness
my recreation.
I am new,
fresh,
unbroken,
untouched

And as I open my eyes for the first time,
the wind fills my lungs and kisses my lips.
And I am in love once more.
I am in love with the light
breaking through the clouds,
in love with a warmth
that I've never felt before.
In love with the seas beyond my walls
and the ivy beneath my feet.
I am in love with life
and what I am slowly becoming

Fiercely in love with the breaking
and the tearing: the shedding of old skin.
And I am happy
I am wild
I am free

I am home
May 30 - and now I began to come to terms with who I am and the power I have within me to recreate my life.  The ruins I once believed myself to be can be made into something lovely
June is here and summers near, skies are blue while here i am looking up to you.
Can you see me, can you hear me saying, how much i love you but your words keep playing silly songs on the radio.
Vaampyrae May 2020
The
clear, the cloudy
the rainy, the sunny
the rising, the setting
the remembered, the forgotten
the lonely, the happy
the loved, the loveless
the skies
I love the skies
Àŧùl May 2020
You shine on my horizon,
Like a nascent rainbow,
After the shower of invisible tears.

To your wrist, I want to hold on,
May I never see you go,
Now that my love towers.

Mares & studs run amok,
In my mind, they so do,
And they sprint around in circles.

Enthused by the falling droplets,
Even peacocks dance,
In my mind, I am all smiles.

The beautiful aura of yours,
I see it with inner eyes,
That of a Đévī it closely resembles.

In your eyes, I see a infantile glint,
Not many get it, darling,
You are my first baby girl.

All the beauty in my world,
Now shines 'cause of you, and
I try to summate it in written word.
My HP Poem #1851
©Atul Kaushal
Ayesha May 2020
I too fly above
the skies, but in a manner
unacceptable.

A midnight doubt translated into a crowd of words.
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