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 Nov 2017 Deana M
Nonsense Poet
My memories are still shining
They come across my mind
I can´t describe
I´m falling

Sweet temptation
Feeding a hot desire
Feeling all hesitation
Waiting for an uncertain destination

Why do I need to hide my inner desire
My Demons are working hard inside
Always inside my mind
A feeling is burning like a raging fire

Octarine eyes
Delirious feeling is arriving
Wind blowing in trees is terrifying
Fade into my desire while writing
#Temptation # Desire #Feelings
 Nov 2017 Deana M
ryn
Stranded
 Nov 2017 Deana M
ryn
Nursing a head full of questions.
Things left voiceless and unsaid.
Thoughts running errant,
and cracked promises half made.

In my already bloated baggage,
I take in an extra load.
A tourist in a familiar place
stranded by the side of the road.

Should’ve noticed the clues...
Should’ve read the signs along the way...

Now I stand in the middle to nowhere,
reliving yesterday, today.
 Nov 2017 Deana M
Poetic nights
We've all been left alone.
Only our paper and pen understand us.
We're cursed poets.
 Nov 2017 Deana M
ryn
Keeping Count
 Nov 2017 Deana M
ryn
I’m counting the seconds;
For every one that passes
is a fragment of the future
which I have claimed
and committed to the past.

I’m counting the hours;
For with every chime on the hour,
I celebrate quietly that I still
live and breathe.

I’m counting the days;
For with every rise,
and every set,
takes me farther from
where I had been.

I’m now counting all the times
I’ve told myself that and scoffed.
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