#brim - Hello Poetry

I see you there on the terrace of a house that I must imagine, for I have never seen it in all the years we have been together- your house- that sits on the same piece of land as mine. The roads, the night, the days-that separate us. The words that fill this huge space between us little by little. Trying to bring me closer to you, these words day by day fill this city to its brim. Till I hear your heart from miles away. But I feel you are not mine As your words, like poison eat away my love. I miss those streets, the nights. I miss the days when there was more to this world, than you.

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Mar 21, 2018

Mar 21, 2018 at 4:15 AM UTC

nayana-nair

Days and Nights

I see you there on the terrace of a house that I must imagine, for I have never seen it in all the years we have been together- your house- that sits on the same piece of land as mine. The roads, the night, the days-that separate us. The words that fill this huge space between us little by little. Trying to bring me closer to you, these words day by day fill this city to its brim. Till I hear your heart from miles away. But I feel you are not mine As your words, like poison eat away my love. I miss those streets, the nights. I miss the days when there was more to this world, than you.

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Forever loyal As important as a growing coyol Dirt poor or modest bank Her stance never waned All the buildings they built together caved But she never waved Goodbye to him Even when hope was so slim Some poor words were verbalized at the whim But none of us work well when the skies are this grim There's a sense of brim I see And it implodes me full of pertinent glee It is hard to say I now know As the day Goes by She is the reason My father stays sane No need to hydroplane I stay tame I haven't written love off With these women in the world I love you, Mom Thank you for teaching me what a real woman is like.

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Dec 4, 2017

Dec 4, 2017 at 2:33 AM UTC

peter-r-hamilton

Sense Of Brim

Forever loyal As important as a growing coyol Dirt poor or modest bank Her stance never waned All the buildings they built together caved But she never waved Goodbye to him Even when hope was so slim Some poor words were verbalized at the whim But none of us work well when the skies are this grim There's a sense of brim I see And it implodes me full of pertinent glee It is hard to say I now know As the day Goes by She is the reason My father stays sane No need to hydroplane I stay tame I haven't written love off With these women in the world I love you, Mom Thank you for teaching me what a real woman is like.

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Skittish; Brim fish. Bottle open, Dichotomus elopen'. Brim fish- Quite skittish. Sees us Fears this. Great hand "Reaching towards us!" Hands have hurt And have squeezed- Have let us go And forsaken our needs, Hands have hurt (Hands have healed) Hands have cut our skins like bright orange peels. Skittish fish Stuck lip. Skittish fish May as well been whipped. Skittish fish (Hungry dish.) Brim fish Has a wish To grow teeth And be vicious.

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Sep 24, 2017

Sep 24, 2017 at 3:25 AM UTC

EvidentHalo

Gold

Skittish; Brim fish. Bottle open, Dichotomus elopen'. Brim fish- Quite skittish. Sees us Fears this. Great hand "Reaching towards us!" Hands have hurt And have squeezed- Have let us go And forsaken our needs, Hands have hurt (Hands have healed) Hands have cut our skins like bright orange peels. Skittish fish Stuck lip. Skittish fish May as well been whipped. Skittish fish (Hungry dish.) Brim fish Has a wish To grow teeth And be vicious.

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When fountain of life comes up to brim When heart dangles and dances in whim When a lover wants to just anxiously swim When a growing stem needs actual trim She is in prime with the real tasty fruits In intoxication she dances with the shoots When she sprouts all juice from the roots So these are what are the real attributes Oh, My love land lass embrace, ,embrace Take my dignity and give me your grace Let me take you from tip to toe,face to face Let love follow beauty from pace to pace Col Muhammad khalid Khan Copyright 2016 Golden Glow

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Dec 3, 2016

Dec 3, 2016 at 8:19 AM UTC

col-muhammad-khalid-khan

Fountain Up to Brim

When fountain of life comes up to brim When heart dangles and dances in whim When a lover wants to just anxiously swim When a growing stem needs actual trim She is in prime with the real tasty fruits In intoxication she dances with the shoots When she sprouts all juice from the roots So these are what are the real attributes Oh, My love land lass embrace, ,embrace Take my dignity and give me your grace Let me take you from tip to toe,face to face Let love follow beauty from pace to pace Col Muhammad khalid Khan Copyright 2016 Golden Glow

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In sheer dejection one wants to touch brim of time This is how things are realized and just acted upon Man remains ungrateful and in a hurry not loyal From dawn to dusk and from dusk to real dawn What a spice is a man what all he carries just along A guided animal taking conscious as his sole guide Intends always to collect wealth and life to prolong In all odds and tests is most illogical far and wide Helplessness is within hopeless is but all around Tries to run from death which is just predestined His place is nowhere but from ground to ground He never opens up but remains throughout detained Let me be frank we are just travelers in transit camp Where time determines our sole entry and our exit In the light of eternal lamp we either quit or put stamp Either we go fit or unfit either in-debited or in profit Col Muhammad Khalid Khan Copyright 2016 Golden Glow

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Nov 14, 2016

Nov 14, 2016 at 4:26 AM UTC

col-muhammad-khalid-khan

Brim of Time

In sheer dejection one wants to touch brim of time This is how things are realized and just acted upon Man remains ungrateful and in a hurry not loyal From dawn to dusk and from dusk to real dawn What a spice is a man what all he carries just along A guided animal taking conscious as his sole guide Intends always to collect wealth and life to prolong In all odds and tests is most illogical far and wide Helplessness is within hopeless is but all around Tries to run from death which is just predestined His place is nowhere but from ground to ground He never opens up but remains throughout detained Let me be frank we are just travelers in transit camp Where time determines our sole entry and our exit In the light of eternal lamp we either quit or put stamp Either we go fit or unfit either in-debited or in profit Col Muhammad Khalid Khan Copyright 2016 Golden Glow

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The silence broke Shattering into a million pieces Shards and dust...

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Mar 7, 2015

Mar 7, 2015 at 1:44 AM UTC

dia95

The broken silence

The silence broke Shattering into a million pieces Shards and dust...

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i quake to my bones to my very core i shudder and crumble ashes to ashes dust to dust overwhelmed, consumed filled to the brim the very thought of me Screams you the slinking corridors hide my addictions, afflictions, illusions, distractions, my convictions the mirrors reflect nothing i am weightless, drifting ashes to ashes, dust to dust

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Jun 19, 2014

Jun 19, 2014 at 2:15 AM UTC

joyce-n

dust to dust

i quake to my bones to my very core i shudder and crumble ashes to ashes dust to dust overwhelmed, consumed filled to the brim the very thought of me Screams you the slinking corridors hide my addictions, afflictions, illusions, distractions, my convictions the mirrors reflect nothing i am weightless, drifting ashes to ashes, dust to dust

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The world is Filled to the brim With Contradicting information.

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May 4, 2014

May 4, 2014 at 4:35 AM UTC

ccjisawesome

To The Brim

The world is Filled to the brim With Contradicting information.

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