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Salem Noxolo Aug 4
Furry thing you are
Sprawled across the floor
And as my eye drapes here and there
All it hears is that which is your hair

As the breezes move on by
They kick up little whirlwinds
Delicate patterns like delirious jigs
Or like small waves like coin spins
And just puffs straight up like geysers.

Curious thing you are
Prancing around the halls
Almost as though you wear a crown
Strutting you may be, perhaps?
Or perhaps flaunting?
Or taunting?
But you're not taunting me.
Can you guess what animal?
V Exeter Jul 18
Whirlwind will win, with the right trigger.
Stomp, in front, the ring around the sun.
Spin the dizzy stars, all you young baddies.
Frenzy, with green underneath your thumb.
Slap and slap, speed it up, Maniac!
Spin the devil dust, red numbers rise up.

My mighty blade, broken,
one half in each hand.
A tragic aftermath,
for my opponent.
I named her after the way Arnold Schwarzenegger has said, "Fuck you!" in the past. Because Arnold's portrayal of Conan was just like, "Faqu!" 24/7
My heart being pressed,
my soul being crushed,
I am unable to breathe,
I am unable to stand,
what's happening to me!!!

Am I getting lost
or simply out of my mind?
what's rising within me?
a whirlwind of thoughts
or a whirlpool to drown me!!!

everything seems blue,
and i have no clue.
Can someone help me?
Can someone sort it out?
how to get these things out!!!
a leaf in whirlwind,
tracing its path is nonsense;
find bliss in own flight!
Clara Apr 25
Going round in circles
always and forever
remote in hand
but I'll puke before I hit stop
I never hit stop

And they are waving
waving at me
love in their eyes
Saying 'get off now'
'get off, it's enough'

The world won't stop
why can't it stop
why won't it wait for me
to get off
But I'll never get off

They are still waving
but their smiles are fading
I see the crowd behind them
they've stopped caring
they used to care

And I start feeling sick
again and again
But if I just go faster
if I just close my eyes
maybe then I'll forget

And they're still waving
but I try not to look
I just close my eyes
'cause I won't get off
I'll never get off

They wave and they scream
but I pretend I don't hear
I just keep going round
and the world disappears
Chaos and madness,
Creeping in from all corners,
Whirlwinds of stress,
Knocking down my borders.
Sometimes, days are a whirlwind,
Of possibilities, exchanges, people's faces.
Silently observing; energy stretched thin,
The sunlight sinks, leaving only traces.

You close your eyes after the day has decided to die down.
The weight of your exhaustion, so heavy, you could drown.

But before you have a chance to embrace the dreams that dangle above your head,
It's another day, and another whirlwind at the foot of your bed.
I wrote this a couple years ago - when my youngest child was a newborn. I felt that as soon as I had laid my head on my pillow and closed my eyes; it was morning, and I would have to start another day. Luckily, I get more sleep now.
G Rog Rogers Oct 2017
Now there is nothing left
that's worth the mention
Yet there is so much more
I wanted to say

The years have passed
as a whirlwind
There was nothing left
that together we had

The horses The trailers
The tractor and truck
The saddles and the tack
All then gone for a song

A funeral dirge
of the saddest kind
A song about the
loss of We and Us

Destruction was there
then relentless
Only one single thing
I could keep

Just a wallet I bought
In Our last days together
Holding the picture ID's
of Our Sons

So on I alone
went through
unending destruction
As though all Hell
existed alone against me

Until I again studied
the sunrise and claimed
a new beginning
alone there
beside the sea

So sorry you're not
still here with me
With a beautiful
start-over play
for keeps

I heard for you
it went very badly
And you languish
In doom and sorrow
and grief

I hurt for you
Knowing the very
moment of

You set loose
upon yourself
The worst of all
of your fears

Are you happy
that you succeeded
Did you accomplish
all that you planned?

Didn't you know
I would get up
and go on and do
what we did together
by myself once again?

So on I must go
to restoration absolute
of that which was
Ours then to claim

Knowing you're
gone forever
I am again myself
surely restored

But not now nor ever
would it be possible
To recover
Our once
precious Love
once more

We Shared Love

We Cherished Life.



Lunar Sep 2017
i'm just a whirlwind
i'm one of the mere walls
which try to surround and get close to you
but i know you can never be contained
not even with the strongest arms
or the toughest heart

you are the eye of the storm
and no matter how calm
or vague you are or seem to be
you are the gusty centerpiece,
the focused target
of everyone revolving around you

i hope you realize you've caused
the best kind of mess
that's all natural
and has left me speechless

because in this storm
of youth
i have found the calm
in you
to j.u.l.:
you can't even be entirely contained in the words which i write about you.

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