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Samuel Hoffmann Sep 2018
I just really need a hug.
Not a shrug or glance or wave.
Not a “good morning”, or a “how are you?”
Not a tweet, snap, or like too.
Not a smile, a “what’s up?”, or a wink,
Not a letter in the mail, a text, or a joke,
Not a night-out, dinner , or a date,
I just really need a hug.
Thanks joe
jane taylor May 2016
what frightens
enlightens

©2016janetaylor
September Rose Oct 2018
I need you to know
That life keeps flowing
People miss the big picture
So caught up in tomorrow, they cant see how much it wont matter in a week
In fact by then, they'll have a new tomorrow to worry about

I need you to know that our hearts beat like cellos and our blood runs like ink
That no one has ever had to listen
That the world is still new and there is still so much to change
That the sky still waits for exploration
And so do the deep seas

I need you to know
That people are kind, or they want to be
And bigotry is only a product of parents who are a product of theirs.
And that people who change for the better are reaching themselves
And those for the worse are losing themselves
Because people can change their habits
But not themselves

I need you to know
That we all die
And life is like a solemn orchestra
Serenading you to loss
But never forget that beyond what the music brings
It truly is beautiful

I need you to know
It all deserves the world, every last detail
And that Nocturne No.2 will get you through anything
And that it's all about outlook

As we depart
I need you to know
That ink runs like blood
And cellos beat like our heart
And people are kind
And the world is an adventure
And emotians are art
And art is emotions

Above all
I need you to know
Embrace the world with open arms
And you will be everything you contend to be
In your loving arms
You hold me ever so tightly
Such a warm embrace
Time seems to last forever
These tender moments I treasure
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Timur Shamatov Jun 2018
Holding you tight in our final embrace

Kissing your forehead in silent goodbye

Searching for tears but feeling no pain

Leaving our home in a shattered dismay
A Sad Alex Aug 2018
Eyes see
Stares lock
Yours to mine
Mine to yours
Hearts flutter
Beat like drums
We aim ourselves
We begin to run
Time dilates
It seems to stop
Yet you are closer
I can´t wait anymore
And in that moment
The distance is null
We embrace eachother
We share in our warmths...
...
...
...
Words fail me...
Where to begin?
I call myself a poet? Huh
I wish
Would a poet lose his words?
His inspiration fade?
Would his pen run dry?
Are my hands so afraid ?
And yet
Nothing else matters
I can only feel
How the ice shatters
The glow, the heat
It sparks life anew
It gives me hope again
The closer I get to you
I tried to make a sweet poem, and played around with the composition of the poem itself, it´s not much, but you gotta start somewhere. Regardless I hope you guys like it!
Mei B Jul 2018
Floating, that’s where I am, unexpected as you lifted me in the air as high as you can.
To think, that whole time I was waiting.
You were the direction I was heading.
Energized, high, the rage in my eyes fill with determination as you pass by.
But that wasn’t me by your side.
As the thoughts ran through my mind, I waited for the right time.
Literally. I love what you do to me.
for my pre-teen self....craving his attention and absolutely not knowing what to do when you got it.
Axion Prelude Dec 2017
I've sought, throughout my entire life, what were inevitably all for naught; to beseech a heart as this

I would have traded all before it just for a moment to embrace it with all my own

This is the preface of a blessing unto a man who lost faith, long ago; the echo of a voice what crept in through mere dreams and left with stoic wanting of what never could be found before

I yearn to give my heart for this
I would transcend everything just to be what's needed, and to never let escape one single breath in vain for all I would know nothing less to be that of an angel
Erin Suurkoivu Sep 2016
Not quite a hurricane
but a wind that still blows,
holding love aloft.
I prefer to be behind the scenes
like god,
observing the audience
through a ***** in the curtain.

I am prophecy self-fulfilled,
but I’ve been before mistaken.

Surprised to learn
that they embrace what they ****.
Seanathon Jul 2017
I hope that one day
She will come to me when she is tired
Because rest
The pure rest of a resounding peace
Is something which I too desire
And can provide her with
To be like this.
ThePoet Sep 2014
In a world of only violence, I ask
Do you dare come out without your colored mask?
Or so a piece of cloth you put around your face
To hide your identity, ******, you embrace

You're seen by your enemies, you're painfully shot
You'll lose your life, or all you've got
You're in with no exit, you'll hide till you're caught
Still conscious? Don't worry, you're done by your thought

Open your eyes, I define simple things
You're nothing to them, just a puppet on strings
Brave and fearless, to love is to ****
Lost in victory, death is a thrill

Traumatizing and terrorizing
Cowardly threatening and victimizing
Innocent people, because life is a game
You're forgotten in death, they don't honour your name

Before dead eyes, your cold life flashes
Silent alone, you fear to ashes
Though with all, a savage is strong
When seconds from death, you'll know the wrong

You'll continue to be loyal and fight for your gang
Until you carelessly hear that fearful loud bang
The raging sharp bullet through your thoughtless head
Surrounded by red, you're on the ground dead

**© Sarah Ahmed (ThePoet)
Shofi Ahmed Aug 2018
The earth is gold dust is fine
pair up with the blue nymph
go on, fly to the lapis lazuli sky!

Be with the one cosmos
do it, embrace the world!
Without a human, it's void all
for the human all are meaningful.
Umi Mar 2018
Pursue the delicate moonlight shining beyond the scene, illuminating the grass of the coming spring in an ghastly silver yet majestic green
Clouds with their sterling lining, the cummuters of the heaven, preventing the sun, or the moon sometimes from shining down to us,
Seemingly caught in an endless journey they travel with the wind,
Yet under these drifting clouds in the sweetest of lights, the world remains to be in slumber, a story which never truly unfurls after all,
Can you gaze into a face fraught with sin, possessed by the one you share this dazzling night with on a day alike the tale of a dream ?
Wrapped up under a celestial sphere, here where dreams and illusions collide within the sweet embrace of your strong caring arms,
Finding rest I can leave my body to the flow of time as it passes,
Grandually sweet seasons may take away ones breath with grandiose,
Until the wish projected within your eyes finds its way to become reality, I will stand beside you with serenity and grace, till I may fade,
I may not be able to hand over these feelings, but the grasp of tomorrow bears some power to it, certainly transient time passes,
Let the depths of your heart guide you to a bright, fantastic future,
Until then, shimmering brilliantly, shimmering behind the horizon,
The Sun rises

~ Umi
I cry
for the tender word
left unspoken
take My heart
as a token
of My deep longing
Oh, the universe
dies before My eyes
without Your embrace
and all of nature
has a color and hue
of death
Oh, My heart
returns to the grave
without Your embrace
from which You raised
it to life
by Your sweet smile
and the love that dripped
from You heart
onto My grave
a poor dead thing
without You My love
My sweet angel
let Me return
to a pile
of dry and dead
and withered  bones
Oh, the world is so cruel
It steals
the thing cherished most
let My blood freeze in My veins
or run as a red river
fate curses Me
cursed before My birth
Oh, that night
that a man child was born
let it not see the sun
forever in night
without Your love
and Your embrace
all the world is dead to Me
I the love of the only son cannot redeem
without Your embrace
death has conquered  the world.
for Me
there can be no glad tidings
every man
and every woman
I see is but
a walking bag of bones
Oh, the butterflies
that flew so gaily
there wings have all turned to grey
at night I dream of Your face
a beautiful dream
how, Oh how do I live without You
the soft wind
as it blows through the trees
reminds Me of Your sweet breath
the loving word
You whispered to Me
how it made the world
so bright and ***
Oh, I pray sweet love
let not
an ill wind
blow its icy breath
through My soul
and My bones
Oh, the grave is a deep place
and it calls to Me
when I am lost
from Your embrace
Oh, let the cold north wind
blow not on our love
the world that seems
so bright and lovely
would be but a skeleton
of its former self
nature weeps
the tears of the trees
are on the leaves
and a cold tear
flows down
flows down the face
of a cold stone angel
nature sings its sad song
a song of nevermore
never again with Me
cast Me not aside
Oh, My sweet love
for My soul's forsaken
on that day
it shall die
and I will remain
in My sad cold
grave forever.
Umi Dec 2017
By the afternoon,
These sunsets are so beautiful, they are gonna make me swoon
Woe not, look at the setting moon,
The night will be over soon...
My dear children, do not be scared, stay with me
Mother will comfort you, there is no need to flee
Will protect you from the monsters, you think to see
My embrace shall bring you back happiness and glee
So hold on tight and don't let go,
For darkness, no!
Light comes back tomorrow <3

~ Umi
OpenWorldView Aug 2018
Still warm from you, I shiver
because I see you
sleeping next to me
and crave back the night.

But Eos heralds
in her fairest gown
a new day that elevates
nightly passion to a dream.

Your breath is calm
and your ***** hardly moves
when I wake you with kisses
across your silken skin.

You smile for the gods
and I lower my gaze
to elude what robs my senses
but then your lips give life to mine.

Locked in embrace
you whisper fondly – “My Love”.
Thomas Snijders May 2018
There's a little space,
Right there for you.
The only thing you need to do,
Is claim it.

There's a little space,
Right there for us.
The only thing we need to do,
Is embrace it.

There's a little space,
Right there for me.
The only thing I need to do,
Is find you.
siinli May 2018
Sleep tight.
Let yourself dream
Feel it until you're drawn into it
Settle in the arms that's holding you
Let him kiss your temple and caress your skin
Forget about the world, live and love

Close your eyes.
Let him whisper the words
Hear him out, hear his undying love
Let him embrace your soul
He love you

Rest yourself in the arms of the man who found you.
Steve Page Sep 2018
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1 in 12 of men over 50 are lonely.
September Rose Mar 2018
Little house
Timeless street
Childhood garden

The scent of your preschool playground after a storm on a Wednesday in may

The distinguishable noise of your parents' doorbell

The weepy feeling looking at childhood photos and knowing you'll never get those moments back

The melancholy moment you realize the book you're reading was your favorite bedtime story

The second the atmosphere shifts and you're suddenly thrown back to memories of your mothers embrace on a stormy night

The suffocating feeling of revisiting tales thinning at the ends as your recollection slowly fades

The slipping grip of what once was that will never be again, slowly turning faded and acid washed until its nothing but a feeling you cant put a name to

Nostalgia
My husband and I had a  verbal fight,
He thought he was right,
But, as usual I was the one,
Who won.
Annoyed, he told me to learn to embrace my mistakes,
I  laughed and said,"For Godsake,"
And hugged him tightly,
First mistake marrying you Mr.Mighty.
Isaac Aug 2018
the longing to be noticed is real
we all want our good to be seen
being acknowledged makes us feel
better than how we have been
whenever it stops to flow
you thirst for its touch
hoping it will show
after slipping from your clutch
if you would bring this desire
to the one who designed you
and allow him to inspire
you will no longer be confined to
relying on people’s praise
now swept up in a homlier place
you will be set ablaze
warmed in God’s embrace
Written 22 August 2018
hj Nov 2018
She was a beautiful creature
Outside and in
But they marked her up
By her so called sins

A beautiful creature
Voice so loud
Waiting for someone
To hear her out

A beautiful creature
Her smile shone bright
Careless of what went on inside

A beautiful creature
Voice gradually became low

A beautiful creature
She froze like stone

A beautiful creature
With no happiness to call her own

A beautiful creature
With under eye circles so dark

A beautiful creature
But her smile doesn't spark

A beautiful creature
She cut her glowing hair
And made herself a room
Under the stairs
Where her beautiful voice
Sang along with sorrow
The beautiful creature
who lost her belief in tomorrow

A beautiful creature
But they tore her down

Until the beautiful creature
Listened to sorrow's sound

A beautiful creature
They hang her photos by the stairs
To remind everyone
Of the beautiful creature she were
It is a terrible crime to slay a unicorn. Drinking the blood of a unicorn will keep you alive even if you are an inch from death, but at a terrible price. You have slain something so pure that from the moment the blood touches your lips, you will have a half-life. (harry potter and the sorcerer's stone)
to anyone who as ever harmed a beautiful creature
how do u like ur half life?
Tim Mahon Jun 2018
Have you ever been grabbed so hard
and for so far
you don't where you've been
or where u are
Like getting hooked on a cigar
Or getting lost in the stars
Our mind focuses on pleasures
It's not too bizarre

But this one’s different
Now this one's changing
The way our brain works it's rearranging
It contains a false happiness
It remains a pure nastiness
And half the population just thinks it's amazing

Now I come from a place of past addiction
Past affliction brought my conviction
what's my depiction of the world we live?
A world of sin.
A world that just wants to press you in.
Into all the pleasures it recommends.

You're on the front lines
And we bind to our grind of this selfish incline

Looking at women and looking at men
Saying you won't do it
And Then doing it again
Praying to stop and then saying amen
Back to the cycle and we starting a trend

It allows for ****** dysfunction
A societal malfunction
A Moral reduction of our country and others.
And I just don't know what I can do
I feel so useless
But I'm trying to get through
Yeah I feel so corned
If only I knew
God... can you give me a clue
Don't disregard I'm not being taboo
But God said we are all a creation that's new
But right now I'm just feeling like that's totally untrue
I don't know
I don't know if I ever will
However I'm on a clever endeavour still
I'm trying to weather this pleasure thrill
But God please come down and **** this forever feel
God please come down and **** this forever feel
Because I feel like I cannot do it myself, no I know that I cannot do it myself.

We preach don't do drugs!
Then we run around the corner
And then we succumb to a fake hug acting like it's just love
A flood of Testosterone endorphins all at once
Till we're addicted for months and months and months and no one wants to discuss but I'm here to confront this mess we have created inside our home front.

Ted bundy
Said shun me
Got addicted to ****
Once he
Watched it once on a monday
And this man was on a mission
To abuse and **** women
And is quoted sayin it's all because of that decision to get addicted
And it is a decision yes or no
Excess or success
Distress or progress
But we would rather live in sin than confess
But when we finally decide
Whether to live or die
We will find he's waiting for us on the other side
Ready to take us home in a chariot ride

Because

**** kills love
Bird shot versus dove
Dysfunctional families sold by the millions
One-night stands just sound brilliant
7 billion desensitized civilians

Grotesque ****** activity
Reducing productivity
Embracing your captivity
This poem encapsulates the pain and horror that the addiction of **** creates
Ezra Yelverton Dec 2018
imagine a world that would allow you
to see yourself through your love’s eyes;
you’d see the things that make you beautiful.
like the gap between your teeth,
or the scars below your lip.
completely embrace the defects that meet in the middle,
stretching from each side of your chest.
there’s no sadness in your eyes,
that embarrassing trait matters a lot less.
standing before you would be a person that deserves love
and needs to be loved by you.
RedD Sep 2018
Last night was spent
for the briefest of hours
held in your arms
Exquisite movements
filled with breathless longing
made in unison
Until the inevitable time
which always brings dread
I wish you could stay
I'm not sure you know how much
I yearn for your embrace
each night
We could soothe each other to sleep
and the darkness which surrounds us
would no longer keep us awake
13/9/18
I never really deal well with saying goodbye. One day soon S, I hope we won't need to
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