Shauna Bendel Jul 23

To love you is kind. It separates us, where the rest are lost. There is no restriction, just reason. To make time ours- a necessity.

Rebel Heart Jul 21

I never thought we would end up like this..
Tangled in each other under the sheets
As the morning rays peek out
And spill through our window

I never thought I'd feel so cold without you
So empty

When did I start missing you?
When did the thoughts of you start invading my head?
When did you carve your name into my heart?
When did 'I hate you' turn into.. well, this?

I built my walls so high
I was sure you'd turn and leave
When did you even tear them down?
Love was a fantasy I never believed.

Sitting on our roofs
With the universe in the palm of our hands
Rolling down the windows
And belting out song lyrics to our favorite bands

And even sitting here I'm thinking of you
With a smile plastered on my face.
I never wanted to date again
Let alone be "that couple"...

But I guess that's what we are
This is what we're meant to be
We're cliche
     We're timeless
          And when we're together
                       We're free

This was buried deep within a pile of poems. It was so beautiful I found myself smiling myself. RH, as I know her, is a helpless romantic under all that negativity and her hate for all things "cliche", and to see that side of her come out in a poem was heartwarming. I hope you all a wonderful day ~BM
Chris Neilson Jul 21

and if you believe in the faith of my father
to his obligations to his sons
and if you believe in the motif of my mother
for her wishes for her daughters

their faith and their motif will evolve
into a mellifluous melange
their obligations and wishes will ferment
into a timeless template

After attending a poetry gathering in my locality this morning, this led to natural expansion of my mind
Justin Forkpa Jun 28

I am a dreamer and a wonderer
I wonder about the future, always coming but never reaching
I hear nothing as I sit silently waiting
The future growing nearer and nearer
I see my dreams in my hands, but always escaping
I want to know what I am to be, and to do
For I am a dreamer and a wonderer

I pretend to know, to feel, to see it
I feel lost, don’t know who I am, like a nameless ship
I  touch the world, people, myself yet
I worry, will I be remembered, be loved
I cry for the future, wondering what’s to come
For I am a dreamer and a wonderer

I try to rush, to grow up faster than time permits
I understand the wait,
Time is masterless
I say only time will tell, still
I dream of the future grasping for it
for I am a dreamer and a wonderer

Sand sifting gently through my fingers,
A dedicated time ‘til my body lingers.
Oh, to know the smell of the center of your hand,
To see into those eyes -
To feel those sighs.

Sometimes I don’t think I can wait
But then it’s too late.
How can all this be real
When I’ve not even a finger to feel?
Visions of heart – remembering soul –
Up to now that is all that I know.
I'm lost in this moment,
Chained to the sweet torment.
Inside a fire is burning
Hotter than hell – so full of yearning.

Maybe the wrong place -
Maybe the wrong time.

Is it a crime
To watch the sand as it falls?
Measuring time ‘til my body lingers
And I have you - lost in my fingers.

There is no such thing as time until you find love.
Vexren4000 May 20

Replaced the ornate typewriter,
With a board of plastic,
Covered in Runes of a new society,
A keyboard to forget the words,
In the ways of the pen and paper,
An art almost lost,
Due to our new,
Dingy keys,
Amalgamated to a plastic surface,
A shadow of the utensils,
Man used to use to write,
Upon this reality.


The timeless evening
with stars drooping down to see
you and your dignified strangeness
Life was blind, life was kind

You burnt my time, made it disappear
Recall how you looked, what silvery words you used
Enigmatic, glowing soul

Crashing oceans, hypnotic slow motion,
Tides rolling onto shore.
She dances with the full moon,
Wild and timeless.
Connected to the universe,
She breathes in the stars,
As the wind plays with her hair,
And my how she outshines the sky.

Dr zik Apr 22

Link between my soul and body is temporary
So my pangs of life are mortal
Link between my soul and You is immortal
As You and Your link is time-less.

Link, mortal, mortality, temporary, immortal, soul
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