#sleeps - Hello Poetry

I want to look into your gentle eyes And drown in them for days and nights at all! I miss your eyes, where spring lies close. I'm sad for them, I'm melancholy whole. My body's darted with a shiver all at once, When I begin to think of your strong hands. I know, you'll never come again, my loving And I will have only my deepest sense. I miss your chiselled and your noble profile, Your captivating and so sensual lips. I wish I could hand back again even on one day Your blessed soft voice, just though in my sleeps.

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May 4, 2025

May 4, 2025 at 5:24 PM UTC

LoveMelody

Spring in your eyes

I want to look into your gentle eyes And drown in them for days and nights at all! I miss your eyes, where spring lies close. I'm sad for them, I'm melancholy whole. My body's darted with a shiver all at once, When I begin to think of your strong hands. I know, you'll never come again, my loving And I will have only my deepest sense. I miss your chiselled and your noble profile, Your captivating and so sensual lips. I wish I could hand back again even on one day Your blessed soft voice, just though in my sleeps.

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We are all dreamers in a world of slumber. -Esther L. Krenzin- -Roguesong-

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May 15, 2019

May 15, 2019 at 10:50 AM UTC

Roguepoetry

Dreamer

We are all dreamers in a world of slumber. -Esther L. Krenzin- -Roguesong-

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In hope I start my day! Holding “Hope” with my spirit trying to find meaning to what I’m doing! Breathes are counted! Sleeps are restless! Words became homeless! Pain became meaningless! And Death became the Theme! Pale colors are painted! Brain in comma! Guts is drained! Love is Running away! First Hours of hope had counted down!!

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Apr 13, 2018

Apr 13, 2018 at 11:10 AM UTC

mazen-edlibi

First Hours

In hope I start my day! Holding “Hope” with my spirit trying to find meaning to what I’m doing! Breathes are counted! Sleeps are restless! Words became homeless! Pain became meaningless! And Death became the Theme! Pale colors are painted! Brain in comma! Guts is drained! Love is Running away! First Hours of hope had counted down!!

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a poem in three parts

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May 5, 2017

May 5, 2017 at 5:03 PM UTC

claireclaireclaire

man hatt an

a poem in three parts

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Only in the cover of darkness I am in your dreams When the house sleeps You see me When the sun rises; House is awakened I am again Out of your dreams A faint memory Only shadows on the wall kirkeuglen Linda T

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Jan 27, 2017

Jan 27, 2017 at 11:01 AM UTC

linda-terman

Only the shadow:

Only in the cover of darkness I am in your dreams When the house sleeps You see me When the sun rises; House is awakened I am again Out of your dreams A faint memory Only shadows on the wall kirkeuglen Linda T

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I turn each off looking behind For with each light extinguished The darkness spreads forth Obscured Blackness Dimness Between the realms, one retreating The other Greedily filling in, I walk up the stairs, feeling its Presence, Imprint, Impression I feel it upon my back For the light in front Darkness climbing, Feeling its essence ascending As it grasps my shoulders, to take me back, But with a each chiselling upon me There is just a feeling of presence Faster I walk, Cushioned In Light, But as I turn the last essence of white, Darkness encircles me as I lay quietly Serenity, Stillness, Tranquillity, I lay motionless, my heartbeat is the Only presence of sound, my eyes perceiving All around, and the final darkness I see Is when my eyes close, and I fully embrace The darkness, and all was consumed by the night.

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Nov 1, 2014

Nov 1, 2014 at 7:06 AM UTC

poetic-t

Fading To Black

I turn each off looking behind For with each light extinguished The darkness spreads forth Obscured Blackness Dimness Between the realms, one retreating The other Greedily filling in, I walk up the stairs, feeling its Presence, Imprint, Impression I feel it upon my back For the light in front Darkness climbing, Feeling its essence ascending As it grasps my shoulders, to take me back, But with a each chiselling upon me There is just a feeling of presence Faster I walk, Cushioned In Light, But as I turn the last essence of white, Darkness encircles me as I lay quietly Serenity, Stillness, Tranquillity, I lay motionless, my heartbeat is the Only presence of sound, my eyes perceiving All around, and the final darkness I see Is when my eyes close, and I fully embrace The darkness, and all was consumed by the night.

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