#curl - Hello Poetry

what brightened the horizon frightens you in the trenches just a curl untrained soldier toy clotted in company awaiting an enemy

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Aug 22, 2019

Aug 22, 2019 at 11:02 AM UTC

neth-jones

Curl

what brightened the horizon frightens you in the trenches just a curl untrained soldier toy clotted in company awaiting an enemy

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At the end of the day , it's just you curled within you , within you , with your thoughts floating , even with all this gravity. You are a woman , With muscles that stretch and curl , With skin , Which glows.

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Aug 13, 2019

Aug 13, 2019 at 4:44 PM UTC

sneha-thakur

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At the end of the day , it's just you curled within you , within you , with your thoughts floating , even with all this gravity. You are a woman , With muscles that stretch and curl , With skin , Which glows.

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Moscato smile Curl your lips And curl your toes Liquid dusk in a dusty glass The lines between forgetting the reason And forgetting the person Are blurred I pour another glass anyway

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Jul 22, 2019

Jul 22, 2019 at 1:21 PM UTC

thymogenic_thoughts

Under the Influence

Moscato smile Curl your lips And curl your toes Liquid dusk in a dusty glass The lines between forgetting the reason And forgetting the person Are blurred I pour another glass anyway

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I love you, When you tease me, Play pranks on me, Burst out in laughter with me, You blossom, You look adorable. I love you when when you sleep, With one arm and leg on me, You look way cute, With your curls on your face too. I love you when howl in the shower, Sing songs we both love, Care free, content. I love you when you look into my eyes, Hug me tight, Kiss me long, Whisper in my ears,"I love you too." Let's grow old together and have fun, My heart you have won. 11/6/2019

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Jun 11, 2019

Jun 11, 2019 at 9:26 AM UTC

salmabanu-hatim

Why I Love You

I love you, When you tease me, Play pranks on me, Burst out in laughter with me, You blossom, You look adorable. I love you when when you sleep, With one arm and leg on me, You look way cute, With your curls on your face too. I love you when howl in the shower, Sing songs we both love, Care free, content. I love you when you look into my eyes, Hug me tight, Kiss me long, Whisper in my ears,"I love you too." Let's grow old together and have fun, My heart you have won. 11/6/2019

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I jotted my work to the world, They accepted it, with a curl. I took a fresh page to write, There also they, gave a bite. But I am happy , with my stuff. Whether it is , Soft or rough.

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Jan 5, 2019

Jan 5, 2019 at 7:17 AM UTC

pallavi-1

My world

I jotted my work to the world, They accepted it, with a curl. I took a fresh page to write, There also they, gave a bite. But I am happy , with my stuff. Whether it is , Soft or rough.

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ANu de girl dat made me twirl ANd made my moustache curl She winked at me I got knock-kneed and had to smoke some **** It worked indeed she puffed with me then we both watched this tale unfurl

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Aug 21, 2018

Aug 21, 2018 at 10:55 AM UTC

A-NU_0LD_POET

ANu de girl

ANu de girl dat made me twirl ANd made my moustache curl She winked at me I got knock-kneed and had to smoke some **** It worked indeed she puffed with me then we both watched this tale unfurl

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skin covered in shadows a dead winter leaf bouncing against a flourishing summer tree catching the handle of a spider string holding onto the living as if it can escape its crumbling burial only can a field of soft, mumbling earth call sleep more swiftly than a mattress within the green and blue sphere are textured tints that release wifts of genuine air spilling into half-filled industrial lungs can art be felt when eyes don't open? as closed eyelids fall humble to the glowing yellow light answered silently with a curl of the lips

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Nov 19, 2017

Nov 19, 2017 at 11:42 PM UTC

writrbitrnightr

A Walk in the Park

skin covered in shadows a dead winter leaf bouncing against a flourishing summer tree catching the handle of a spider string holding onto the living as if it can escape its crumbling burial only can a field of soft, mumbling earth call sleep more swiftly than a mattress within the green and blue sphere are textured tints that release wifts of genuine air spilling into half-filled industrial lungs can art be felt when eyes don't open? as closed eyelids fall humble to the glowing yellow light answered silently with a curl of the lips

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the kitten curls up hardly recognizable sleeps away the days

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Apr 9, 2016

Apr 9, 2016 at 11:04 PM UTC

falling-ashes

skye, my cat (haiku)

the kitten curls up hardly recognizable sleeps away the days

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Little by Little He softened in the Head He drank from his own Spittle Stored in Jars Under the Bed He said Daily Prayers And waited for The Girl But Drowned in his own Pale ***** Then Stiffened In a Curl © Jon Thenes 2005

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Nov 12, 2015

Nov 12, 2015 at 2:25 AM UTC

neth-jones

Tupperware

Little by Little He softened in the Head He drank from his own Spittle Stored in Jars Under the Bed He said Daily Prayers And waited for The Girl But Drowned in his own Pale ***** Then Stiffened In a Curl © Jon Thenes 2005

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please, someone, waste my time; help me forget my burdens and responsibilities. please, someone, for the holidays, buy me a prince, and tell him to slay my demons, like you never would. please, someone, make my toes curl, and my fingers numb with your warmth, that i hope caresses me like a lover. please, someone, just know that i don't need saving, but i sure as hell want it.

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Dec 24, 2014

Dec 24, 2014 at 12:13 AM UTC

unlovedprincess

please, someone:

please, someone, waste my time; help me forget my burdens and responsibilities. please, someone, for the holidays, buy me a prince, and tell him to slay my demons, like you never would. please, someone, make my toes curl, and my fingers numb with your warmth, that i hope caresses me like a lover. please, someone, just know that i don't need saving, but i sure as hell want it.

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