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iAmNotUramaki Sep 2020
his pain, a spiral.
coiling and tightening, confusing and suffocating
his pain was a sweet illusion
his pain was for me
but
i cannot bare his pain any longer
Dibs Sep 2020
Can you
Listen quietly
To the heart beat of
A caring,
Gentle melody
Coming from someone
Can you hear that?
Because
I know
Who can
But
He only have one friend
Not peace and calmness
Only silence
He doesn’t listen to anyone
Only silence
No one understand him
Only silence
Hours, days, years until death
He lives with silence

One day he met someone
A woman
He was loved.
He was forced to hear
Her lovely rhythm
And sweet sound
He listen silently

To feel
Those echoes
Vibrating on his bone
And the compassion and
Genuine intention
She shows to him

A sound of love
Produce sweet loud noises
Orchestrated
Music to his ears
He dance to it
More than you do
The sound of a woman’s love
The Giver, The Taker and The Stealer
As we have intelligent discussion
Of the Quran
Religion
And politics
I just hope that you kiss me
Every second world
My sweeet Faisal




‎كما لدينا مناقشة ذكية
‎ من القرآن
‎ دين
‎ والسياسة
‎ أنا فقط أتمنى أن تقبّلني
‎ كل ثاني عالم
‎ حبيبي فيصل
nevaeh Sep 2020
she's really nice
and very pretty
~
she does my eyeliner for me
she has pockets full of strawberry sugar
and candy colored hair
~
she likes music and art
and maybe even me
~
she's like bubble gum
and a ****** nose
(if that makes any sense at all)
~
she doesn't care
that i'm
too tall
too skinny
too much
~
she's just...
nice
to me
for no reason
~
huh.
maybe we can be friends
Lane O Sep 2020
Brimming with passion
Lush valley of sweet nectar
I drink from your stream
Aashi Sinha Sep 2020
red eyes, green wine, weak smiles, hollow cheeks, shallow drips.

Dark, not Black.

a desire to be linear, now crowded with curves
sickly sweet
sarcastically sour
no longer sweet, just sour


hot on cold, cold on hot, sweet and sour but sour and sour
tick tick tick, did it feel?
tick tick tick, did you feel?
failed when born, how can change it all, before dawn?
Maria Hernandez Sep 2020
I fantasize about you
and that one night we spent

All I think about
is your body on top
of me

I fantasize about you
being deep inside me
Nidhi Jaiswal Sep 2020
Sweet Poison
I had have so many sweet person
In my life.
Who later turned into sweet poison.

Sweet Poison
I had ave so many sweet person
In my life.
Who later turned into sweet poison.
Just a thought come on my mind.
Celia Aug 2020
It often seems to me that the night
       remains
richer and more vibrant than the day
I like many others do some of my best (and worst) thinking at night
Sometimes it's a thing of beauty
Sometimes it's my way, our way, out
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