#uncover
How shall I discover, uncover, and re+cover you?
the goal?
to make you mine, a follower. a fan, an intimate, a lover of'
each others (words?)
My options?
offered thee three to me!
A~Z,
or
your successes by
Popularity!
then of course,
read each crafted in order
of appearance,
but even that,
can be forward and back,
latest to last~est,
oldest to the knowing~est?
value your insightsfuls,
oh! on how to get best
into your insides but through
your
insights...
do I detect a tiny tremble,
in your finger writing tips?
random < in no particular order order> helter skelter?
you mean, be keen, like falling in loving,
discovering, the nuances,
old and new, prior and au courant,
just jump in, and let the au current
take me//
mmm
do admit, like a bit,
being big fandom of random,
which feels a tad like falling in love...
when the little surprises,
come best unexpectedly
tonight,
I will stuff myself with carbohydrates of additional sugar,
me love me sweets,
love me my bittersweet chocolate of triste,
which in english, has multiple levels of
most interesting con-
notations....
so down the hole,
who knows what will be
discovered
unveiled,
recovered,
hidden weaknesses,
historic strengths,
you asked...
and I shall be
the uncoverer
of the little tidbits,
that satisfy so much more
than just poetic simplistic curiosity
it is no wonder to me
that prolific and profile,
are rooted from the same
rivered source...
until later, then
sad eyed lady of the lowland (see note)
Sep 10, 2025
Sep 10, 2025 at 5:08 PM UTC
Uncovering joy
In the middle of sadness
What a sweet release
Feb 17, 2025
Feb 17, 2025 at 1:12 AM UTC
“Unbind
Unclasp
Uncover
Uncurl
Unfurl
Undo
Unfasten
Unfold
Unhinge
Unhook
Unleash
Unlink
Unmask
Unroll
Unveil
Unclip
Unlace
Unzip
Untie
Unbutton
Unlock”
“Undress.”
“Understood.”
Unravel
Mar 1, 2021
Mar 1, 2021 at 5:39 AM UTC
there's no such thing as empty pages.
in a single sheet there are worlds
waiting to be discovered,
questions waiting to be answered
and people I wish that I could be.
Jul 19, 2020
Jul 19, 2020 at 8:11 PM UTC
Uncover yourself
Do you see
What you have become
Brian Hill - 2019 # 282
Nov 12, 2019
Nov 12, 2019 at 9:39 AM UTC
Before you take up your blade, Sharon
who do you see?
Will you be cutting to heal
or incising to free
some carefully hidden,
some up-til-now unbidden me?
When you take up your blade
and test the fresh edge
do you have an image of a me
fixed in your head?
Can you see in your mind
a kinda-me roughly out sketched?
When you make your first cut
do you have a clear vision
of what I'll reveal
have you made your decision
as you press down and carefully cleave
with loving conceiving precision?
When you lay your blade down
do you see I've appeared?
Do you know I'm complete
when the excess is cleared?
Or when you sleep do you wonder
whether there's a less of a me
maybe a more of a me
silently waiting here?
Sep 7, 2019
Sep 7, 2019 at 3:53 PM UTC
Visiteth, buildings those workers constructed,
Foundation lay which the heartfelt knitted
Ask them, those beside who're seated
Which rugged path the old man leaded
Look, those who just went on speeded
Saying, was that accident needed
Ever asked the lad on the hill so steep,
How much was that school boy beated
Never judge one by the front that ye witness,
By none, can their destiny be readed
Fix thyself, upon the loose ***** should you focus
Then will the fate, have a right message tweeted
Don't let nothing become the cause ye receded
Then shall desire fulfil the path ye pleaded
Sep 7, 2017
Sep 7, 2017 at 2:07 AM UTC
Two sticks of bones
Laid with meat and muscles over
Cradling a devil in its fold.
The devil rises with heat
Satiated when pain is inflicted
Upon the weak.
In the midst of life
And blood and the hidden
There is an abode, a heaven.
Their chest and thighs pour
Their soul and lust
There is pleasure, there is pain.
But not all pain is pleasure.
Ask the skirts with melting limbs
Played with by the stick owners.
They violate, they tresspass
Tear them limb to limb apart
Blood is a colour they own but despise.
Parted are the weak barks
Exposed is their bottled bodies,
Their insides poisoned with sap.
Their mouths tore
To steal laughter
But what escapes are scream.
The devil in the folds
Rears its ugly head
And burnt is the heaven.
Life giving land is made to bleed
And the pillars of faith are shook
Hands to caress, strangle the own.
They are the weak
In a world of lust
They fear the devil and hate themselves.
Not all who bleed
Wish they did,
Watch those covered little girls
They have been once uncovered.
Sep 5, 2017
Sep 5, 2017 at 1:25 PM UTC
as we talk
around in circles
words fall
********** silence
Apr 22, 2017
Apr 22, 2017 at 3:55 AM UTC
A crab
squat fair
why amour
thick but
slender will
toe himself
in close
but rather
than let
go of
ties with
enzymes in
his heart
can pouch
egg with
a pinch
of salt.
Feb 13, 2017
Feb 13, 2017 at 6:22 AM UTC
My sweetheart from your beautiful veil
I intend just to see all your inner beauty
All the graces of your beauty must reveal
I want to take a chance to make you free
I do realize that when you uncover face
Glowing cheeks and eyes will be seen
Show me alluring style, enchanting grace
My little lovable innocent sweet teen
I assure you that after that I will not see
Whatever prize or surprise comes in way
Beauty of love travels in you and in me
You will make me golden brown light ray
Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2016 Golden Glow
Oct 10, 2016
Oct 10, 2016 at 1:43 AM UTC
Losing myself in the veil of tears
Uncover me in proximity
Aug 12, 2015
Aug 12, 2015 at 10:18 AM UTC
Ripping old wounds
Only to reveal the infection
Festering in your thoughts
And spreading to your soul
Unrecognized through the haze
Brought by the darkness
Devouring you from the inside out
But through the chasm
Light finally breaks in
Chasing the ghosts away
Making way for healing
And breaking free from chains
Covered wounds now uncovered
Left bare so others may judge
May empathize
But mostly so that this time
They may heal properly.
May 3, 2015
May 3, 2015 at 11:06 PM UTC
*Don't uncover me
You'll just unleash grief for the both of us*
Mar 29, 2015
Mar 29, 2015 at 1:39 AM UTC
My mind isn't big enough for an escape
My mind, I am trapped in a disadvantage
Usually my mind is as big as the universe
But my mind, is discourage
My mind, my mind, holding on to courage
Making my way to uncover
Another path of undiscovered
Nov 11, 2014
Nov 11, 2014 at 3:13 PM UTC
Moon light creates shadows
Yet those ~ some can't be uncover
As the echoes from the hills
It sound's rhyme like the wind
Gently touch to a mortal souls
Solemnity with thousands fireflies
A very perfect space deep inside
Captivated in a moment of silence
Wondering how it all began
As to start pondering~ it's amazing
Waters that flows without an ends
No mask would still the ground
As it uncover the utmost part
To tear the walls that hinder
And the sort of things~ and lies within
How good it is to be found
in a very special place of time
While pondering the words in silence
as my dear heart consume in-depth
That fills my heart and mind
To hear again the echoes
and that lion's whispers
Strengthen the mortal soul's
As it lights over the pavement
then the trumpets above
cover the silence.
So it's more than just a great day
No hours in it to think about
While the both knees on the ground
The sweet tears it just fall
while I start seen things ahead
Now that it was penned down
Until the presence of our days
Same as you dear friends in present
Found the most fountain of life
As a treasure of a lifetime.
May 3, 2014
May 3, 2014 at 10:43 AM UTC