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Buddy T May 2017
How long is forever?

It's longer than you
Longer than me
After my heart stops beating

Longer than love
Longer than hate
After my feeling for you have fade
And I can't remember your name

Longer than my bones
And my veins
And the compacity of my soul
On end to end

Far longer than the earth
After the sun has got to rest
And longer than when the red glow
Is all that is left

And when the universe shrivels to dust
And if it begins again
Or if it grows with nothing but darkness
Forever is longer than any of those put together

How long is forever?
I don't know
Maybe it really is
When our hearts take the final beat
can you tell me how long is forever
Victor Mickeal Jan 2015
She said she just wants the simple life for us.
but gives into the lust of finer things.
You aim to figure me out
but can not solve your own complexities.
Then wonder why I won't let you in?  My skin is too thick from the hard road.
It protects my adamant heart.
I am at compacity with all these **** memories.
Nights where claims of hate turned hard thrusts into a soft body.
Tattoos of teeth marks on my shoulder
Waterfalls pouring down my leg and screams of false love with each warm ****** given against this cold wall.

So you see, the way is shut for you.
You cannot become a thought.
Only a forgotten
If anyone,
I thought you'd be the one to look past natural beauty
If anyone,
You thought I was special, and be there til thee
End,
Like a book case, filled to compacity, it's not the last of me
This isn't blasphemy, just a blast for you, and a cup of tea
But,
I was the sweetener, and the reasoner for this measure
But it's not up to scale, I'm on the rail, waiting for the weather
To,
Clear up, or whether or not you would to
My memory's hazy, and you're not too hasty to
The point it drives me crazy
Or,
Am i just an average guy
Who goes on every endeavor, so i can fly
With a halo, and some wings, when i die?
annvelope Jan 2015
I am at compacity with all these **** memories.
The words I say are not mine.
Knowing what I did,
I can't go on...
I've killed myself.
Butch Decatoria Dec 2015
One of few
words that has no other definition
but itself both
written and referenced

with many synonyms similar
a muse universal and familiar
adds shade for heated
hearts all quite red

like a rose
it is it's own unique beauty,
long stemmed
Love
it is nothing but...

everything.

not Lust or Covet, for they are too brazen
and carnal with their hunger
unlike Love, which fills the need
steadily--in time, relieving the craving,
leaving contentment
then feeding others without requirement
of payment...


not Adoration or Crush
because they are still children
without the understanding
or compacity for self-sacrifice
which Love is familiar to
like years unconditional
this trust is a marriage between
naïve and wise...


not Passion or zealous Desire,
due to their one-sided tunnel vision
without compromise or sway,
almost indifferent to all else
but the prize at the end;
for Love has it's eyes in everyday
at all times in your corner


not Like or Fondness, for they are weak
in emotional life,
half devoted and half way gone
waiting for the other
to finish a simple thought
indifference is not a line to cross;
because Love cares for both
itself and yours and all the other,
"love thy neighbor as thy brother"

love is willing to carry the weight
always keen to always wait
no matter how long
or how late...


It is so wonderfully loyal
Love is
that it is at often times motivated
by a blindness for only it's devotion;

but true Love
does not worship
and sometimes must let go
to preserve it's integrity,

for if it is real
it will return with more fuel for the fire
to light the warmth of our hearth
higher...


Love commits fully
even unto death, whether star-crossed
or over time's deepening breath,
it is defined by each
and all
it's own victory and story...


Still,
one of the most difficult things is
to fall in Love
and never understand it

but you know it
like a lullaby from infancy

she whispers to you

do not fear

Love is always
here.
Edit and rewritten from first draft found in writerscafe.org
preservationman Oct 2023
One wish into several wishes
Many and not just 3
Always continuous
I am your Genie
It was an ancient lamp you put aside
Watch your wish and see it reside
Rub the lamp
Watch as your wish comes to life
Some wishes might be extreme
Beyond the subconscious and sublime
A Genie always knows
Distance is never far
Up close and personal is reality
From human to animal
From a nobody to celebrity
From weak to strong
These are just possibility wishes
Name your wish
Let your magic carpet be your limousine
What could be so keen
Genie got you master
Make a wish
Naptural Mermaid Jun 2020
You see the way my hips curve
And my Lips full to the compacity
But you can't see an officer killing me?
I am a Black Woman...LISTEN TO ME

You see the clothes I wear
And you like how I can move my feet
But You can't see I'm running from an officer killing me?
I am a Black Woman... LISTEN TO ME

You see my hair defies gravity
My vernacular makes you intrigued
but you can't see my voice is being silenced by an officer?
I am a Black Woman. LISTEN TO ME

You love my sweet music and how I can dance to beat
quick to argue if you can say the n-word
but dismiss the officer killing me
I am a Black Woman... LISTEN TO ME

I can shout, "I can't breathe."
I can show my hands that hold no weapon
I can police myself to make sure I'm being respectful to the officer
Yet his gun is pointed at me.

No matter how I act
Whether I sit still or dance
I am a Black Woman... LISTEN TO ME

I can show you my I.D
I can tell you my Name
I can tell you my story of hardship and pain
But you REFUSE TO LISTEN TO ME

I am a Black Woman...I shall be FREE

— The End —