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#unfathomable
Is this what love was meant to be? This overwhelming feeling in your company Undeniably true, unfathomably right Becoming my everything in the blink of an eye How is every touch so perfectly placed Mindful and distinct Yet absent-mindedly performed Like second nature Every word written or uttered from your lips Fills my heart to burst You've been fulfilling my young girl fantasies Those of which I never thought could be brought into this reality When you ask me, "where did you come from?" While staring into my eyes, bewildered Or breathlessly gasp, "what the **** During and after every passionate night Every time I'd blow your mind Knowledge of some obscure childhood memory you hold dear I was there to share it Though I was nowhere near Our beginning started on a shattered base Each of us unaware that the other Was precisely meant to be in this place Convoluted events leading us here At the same time For our beginning It's been 4 years in the making, you and I And even longer than that still A perfect set of circumstances That it took to reveal You're what I've been wanting You're what I've been seeking I'm what you've been yearning for I'm what you've been needing May we continue to grow this happiness Grow this family Meld these lives Expand our spirits I cannot explain why I feel this way But I promise to love you every day
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Sep 13, 2023
Sep 13, 2023 at 10:57 AM UTC
What Have I Been Missing
Do I still take your breath away or has that power expired? Leave me to my own devices because I’m growing tired And for a little while you lead me to believe you’re done Until the moment I start losing interest in which direction your feet run And I say I no longer care but we both know it isn’t true Honestly I do not give a **** About anything except you The only thing ricocheting against my set of bones Is your name bouncing like drumsticks on xylophones For once I get to perform our song Music to my lonely ears Skeleton an instrument producing every note brain hears Have my mutilated perception record melody When finished play it over so I can sing off-key And leave on your doorstep to remind you of what we had When I am done realize I still feel just as sad And screams bottled up press on the walls of my insides Threatening to expose the place heartache hides Slide shapeless secrets even deeper down the slope Drowning damaged moments in a mess of distraction and dope One Two Three I count numbers to ground racing thoughts Break the anxious flow in a failed attempt to untangle mental knots I will go to extreme lengths to relieve madness in my mind Waiting for comfort desperately needed but can never seem to find And my own flesh torments with mocking memories Using tattooed ink for leverage to ridicule and tease A traitor amongst body parts equally writhing in despair Breath inhaling solitude coursing through the stagnant air Lifeless eyes exhausted from overwhelming cruelty they view You put up careful facades but ******** is easy to see through X-rays of faithful adoration reveal commitment a disguise Well-rehearsed remorse when stripped is nothing more than lies And crumpled promises fill the trash can with empty words you said Same old disappointment cuts Blood staining hands bright red Stomach full of excuses violently crammed down my throat Those plus dead butterflies swell causing my tummy to bloat My heart now lies in throbbing pieces scattered across bottom of my soul In the exact spot you used to reside within my chest is now an unfathomable hole
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Dec 23, 2020
Dec 23, 2020 at 2:54 AM UTC
Broken-Hearted As ****
Do I still take your breath away or has that power expired? Leave me to my own devices because I’m growing tired And for a little while you lead me to believe you’re done Until the moment I start losing interest in which direction your feet run And I say I no longer care but we both know it isn’t true Honestly I do not give a **** About anything except you The only thing ricocheting against my set of bones Is your name bouncing like drumsticks on xylophones For once I get to perform our song Music to my lonely ears Skeleton an instrument producing every note brain hears Have my mutilated perception record melody When finished play it over so I can sing off-key And leave on your doorstep to remind you of what we had When I am done realize I still feel just as sad And screams bottled up press on the walls of my insides Threatening to expose the place heartache hides Slide shapeless secrets even deeper down the slope Drowning damaged moments in a mess of distraction and dope One Two Three I count numbers to ground racing thoughts Break the anxious flow in a failed attempt to untangle mental knots I will go to extreme lengths to relieve madness in my mind Waiting for comfort desperately needed but can never seem to find And my own flesh torments with mocking memories Using tattooed ink for leverage to ridicule and tease A traitor amongst body parts equally writhing in despair Breath inhaling solitude coursing through the stagnant air Lifeless eyes exhausted from overwhelming cruelty they view You put up careful facades but ******** is easy to see through X-rays of faithful adoration reveal commitment a disguise Well-rehearsed remorse when stripped is nothing more than lies And crumpled promises fill the trash can with empty words you said Same old disappointment cuts Blood staining hands bright red Stomach full of excuses violently crammed down my throat Those plus dead butterflies swell causing my tummy to bloat My heart now lies in throbbing pieces scattered across bottom of my soul In the exact spot you used to reside within my chest is now an unfathomable hole
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We seek for an excuse impatiently, To keep living our life freely; To endure the dreadful scene intrepidly, Fraught with the mess, doom, and jeopardy. A dark, infectious, virus may it be; Unfathomable, and obscure seemingly We are unaware of it wholly. We wish to get out from this trouble, So as to wake up on a bright day; After it, we would have learnt To face our reality as humans together. We need these kinds of tragedies, For them to remind us of our humanness.
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Mar 29, 2020
Mar 29, 2020 at 12:19 PM UTC
A Gloomy Virus
Sometimes I feel like I am just a supporting character A sidekick in someone else's unfathomable destiny Maybe that's why I am the poet, and not the muse
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Feb 19, 2019
Feb 19, 2019 at 11:10 PM UTC
Supporting role
The human mind can't fathom infinity. Yet, when I'm alone with you, infinity doesn't seem so unfathomable.
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Sep 13, 2018
Sep 13, 2018 at 12:53 AM UTC
Infinity
A tight pressure gathers in my chest as they approach and I feel a fear in my heart that's never been there before, My heart.. "RUN!" They're even closer to me now and it's to late to turn back now. They're arms are outreached almost surrounding me, My mind.. "STAY!" I vigorously lash out and shout. I don't deserve or want such an honor. I have to distance myself now! Or else I'm stuck. The arms close in on me and wrap around me tightly, I can't breathe. My mind.. "PAIN!" Warmth. It greets your body with a oozing presence. My heart beats fast, and my mind lines up to start racing. I fall into the welcoming sensation, bringing it's youthful taste. My heart... "LOVE!"
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Jun 6, 2018
Jun 6, 2018 at 1:12 PM UTC
Unfathomable
It's Not Your Lips I Taste When We Kiss. It's Not Your Corporal Odour Salved To My Soils. Its Your Subliminal Essence By My Core Being Drenched.
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May 18, 2017
May 18, 2017 at 1:27 AM UTC
Rooh
what is it when every time witness your image.. minutes feeling like forever, when i know everything is finished.   reflections may not be as vibrant as they use to be, you know everything seem to  turns translucent.   lucid, but losing what it exactly meant to an extent. lingering  somewhere rather known dwelling deep inside. let alone all i confided just a piece is missing, when it comes to reminiscing. i know it doesn't make any difference. past tense to present.. the  significance lost its value.. its not a coincidence. just dont  misrepresent
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Jan 14, 2017
Jan 14, 2017 at 12:19 PM UTC
conflicting images
Under the spell of the milky way's surge an illusion  past a zillion  light years, among a million things dull and bright flashing messages like crazy fireflies, all the time demanding my attention, how did, just you became my cynosure? As I sit amazed like a kid on an ocean shore foolishly start to analyze, without knowing how to go about it, except dreaming  in poetry, my eyes catch the same  galaxy in my veins in your eyes churn, to catch the essence of this spell. And I realize : you too are like me, puzzled about this magical conspiracy of stellar configuarations that make the star dust within us attract each other.
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Sep 5, 2016
Sep 5, 2016 at 5:15 PM UTC
The cosmic spell
My pen and paper used to spawn fantasies Imagery of happiness and sadness, Random feelings I have never felt, Emotions I have just thought of, Made up stories of love and heartaches. But now that you are here, I know in my heart that my love is for real; All words lost in an endless abyss of love - Coz I know, no word could ever describe This unfathomable love I have for you.
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Aug 12, 2016
Aug 12, 2016 at 4:47 AM UTC
Unfathomable
Silhouetted feathers, dipped in Unfathomable pain, rain inside my room. And the monster under my bed has awoken again. Feeding on my mind and the emotions I emulate His cold, dead, hands wrapped around my brain I can hear his voice inside my head his wondering thoughts keep me cold like bed sheets Sometimes I wonder If these walls could speak What would they say after catching wind of everything they've absorbed When I yelled my rage, distress, and disbelief at them Sometimes I wonder, If this ceiling had eyes could it see Me in a bipolar state of mind as I write in this notebook my moments of sadness, malice, and agony Sometimes I wonder If these walls were alive have I slowly been watching them die As I stabbed them a million times With my lingering thoughts And if these walls could walk Would they walk away and leave me here In such a lonely world laying in my bed drowning in this shame Buried in bones As the skeletons inside my closet dance above my body, & soul in this rain made of nostalgic feathers And the monster under my bed has replaced the monster inside my head.
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Jan 9, 2016
Jan 9, 2016 at 7:11 PM UTC
Unfathomable
I could never fathom Why she chose to love you In subtle shadows Where she was but invisible I could never fathom Why she let herself Drown in bed, thinking of you But not tell you so I could never fathom Why she kept her words Forever dreaming She has said all to you I could never fathom Why she draws a line When in truth, she, o she Wants to cross and be with you But mostly, I could never fathom Why you said you'll wait for her But threw her heart And gave yours to someone else I could never fathom Why you made her feel Everything was real but Forget it all after she left I could never fathom Why now she is a secret lover Who can freely live and love another But won't bother to do so anyway I could never fathom Why she chose to love you. I could never fathom Why I chose to love you
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Oct 20, 2015
Oct 20, 2015 at 4:11 AM UTC
Ghost
I know I am not But oh, how I long to be Yours, and yours alone.
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Oct 2, 2015
Oct 2, 2015 at 12:06 AM UTC
a Dream within a Dream
(a tribute to all mothers) When loved ones go ahead of us, people say, "They're home, in a better place, safe from harm...." When a child's life is cut short, it is most often said, he, or she is "...better off that way better dead... saved from hovering perils..." and  more comforting words spoken softly......repeatedly to help us cope with loss, with sorrow. But, a mother in pain...bereft...defiant.. still asks: "Who are we to say, a child is safer, away from his, or her mother's loving care?" a mother's love knows no bounds, she would keep watch, with a vulture's eyes until her sick child makes it through the night she would climb any mountain brave all that would stand in her way just to keep her child safe, happy and contented The life of her child is all that matters to her. A mother feels a stab on her chest       when her child refuses her love and care and chooses to stay away from home how could a mother be inflicted with such immeasurable pain?     she dies a thousand times her suffering heart is soaked in tears it comes to a point when she cries without tears, because, she loves without questions asked she loves without complaining because, a mother's love is unconditional a mother's love is an ocean...unfathomable A mother's grieving heart could sometimes be blind, in denial...cold...stubborn, in her non-acceptance, though weary, she appears to be indefatigable, never surrenders even as she tries to walk on the water even as she tries to walk, amidst the crowd... (December 24, 2014) Sally Copyright December 2014 Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
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May 9, 2015
May 9, 2015 at 1:37 AM UTC
* A MOTHER'S LOVE *
(a tribute to all mothers) When loved ones go ahead of us, people say, "They're home, in a better place, safe from harm...." When a child's life is cut short, it is most often said, he, or she is "...better off that way better dead... saved from hovering perils..." and  more comforting words spoken softly......repeatedly to help us cope with loss, with sorrow. But, a mother in pain...bereft...defiant.. still asks: "Who are we to say, a child is safer, away from his, or her mother's loving care?" a mother's love knows no bounds, she would keep watch, with a vulture's eyes until her sick child makes it through the night she would climb any mountain brave all that would stand in her way just to keep her child safe, happy and contented The life of her child is all that matters to her. A mother feels a stab on her chest       when her child refuses her love and care and chooses to stay away from home how could a mother be inflicted with such immeasurable pain?     she dies a thousand times her suffering heart is soaked in tears it comes to a point when she cries without tears, because, she loves without questions asked she loves without complaining because, a mother's love is unconditional a mother's love is an ocean...unfathomable A mother's grieving heart could sometimes be blind, in denial...cold...stubborn, in her non-acceptance, though weary, she appears to be indefatigable, never surrenders even as she tries to walk on the water even as she tries to walk, amidst the crowd... (December 24, 2014) Sally Copyright December 2014 Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
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You were everything and nothing All at once An inspiration and a distraction At the same time A someone and a no one In both ways You are so frustrating That I cannot fathom Into straight-forward words Enrich in strong phrases And complete into a sentence
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Jan 23, 2015
Jan 23, 2015 at 2:49 AM UTC
Unfathomable
Infinities and unfathomables Unseeables and unthinkables They want the unachievable But all I ask in this transcient state Is a tiny forever Just within the confines of possibility Just outside the realm of reality Right in the center of your soul.
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Jan 17, 2015
Jan 17, 2015 at 12:49 AM UTC
Of Infinities
Vivid forget me nots feign sleep, their tired eyes tinged pink. The soap and chlorine at Lyme Regis bay doth stand to make me think About the way the rushes grow and what lurks amount the reeds, what gently dazzles behind closed doors and what we doth concede. Is the laurel leaf unfathomable? Is nature that way too? For I feel that I don't understand what every body seems to. The humbled bumbles rumbled buzz Satin saints upon our door We wonder what was here, And what was there before. The streaming stained glass waterfalls, were they always there? The sickled moon stands amorous, clotted clouds about his hair. Stately sit the beaded stars in a wash of sky, And still I sit, Still I sit, Sit and wonder why.
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Apr 16, 2014
Apr 16, 2014 at 3:24 PM UTC
Why?