"magnetise" poems - Hello Poetry

Stranger danger, I am about to make all kinds of poets surrender... how? you wonder why? let me clarify :- let me amplify; my voice is sharper than a knife when I say I love Natalie Adding a twist between different lives i magnetise, form faster than they spread there lies they say that I NEED TO BUY ***** JUST TO OPEN UP YOUR BIBLES because i am possessed by Love demons but to all Poets, i stand as a Villain; my messages stay hidden for someone with greater vision you can't understand my cranium inside, i have a god's insight I have been painting the future just to fall in love with the past I miss them all! i miss my soul busked in the devil's mask this is something that you will never outmatch! this is life vibrating a damb man's uvula cute babies lubricating toys with saliva, while i am busy kissing a former lover in a world under, but above all you poets that slunder Your words I plunder! I am a first class writer You can't bring me down because I robbed you of your Crown!

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Jan 31, 2017

Jan 31, 2017 at 5:43 PM UTC

Allan-Mzyece

DARK LOVE POET (ii)

Stranger danger, I am about to make all kinds of poets surrender... how? you wonder why? let me clarify :- let me amplify; my voice is sharper than a knife when I say I love Natalie Adding a twist between different lives i magnetise, form faster than they spread there lies they say that I NEED TO BUY ***** JUST TO OPEN UP YOUR BIBLES because i am possessed by Love demons but to all Poets, i stand as a Villain; my messages stay hidden for someone with greater vision you can't understand my cranium inside, i have a god's insight I have been painting the future just to fall in love with the past I miss them all! i miss my soul busked in the devil's mask this is something that you will never outmatch! this is life vibrating a damb man's uvula cute babies lubricating toys with saliva, while i am busy kissing a former lover in a world under, but above all you poets that slunder Your words I plunder! I am a first class writer You can't bring me down because I robbed you of your Crown!

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You are the Positive, And I am the Negative, And Opposites Attract, I'll Magnetise, Your Electric Eyes, And Together We'll React. Reworked April 2011

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Apr 20, 2011

Apr 20, 2011 at 9:22 AM UTC

lukebhopson

+ and -

You are the Positive, And I am the Negative, And Opposites Attract, I'll Magnetise, Your Electric Eyes, And Together We'll React. Reworked April 2011

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As a perennial here I’ve grown and died with reasonably quiet roots learnt colloquial voices that let me pass in these beds But frothing coasts, shattered hand held heights, cool plains of forever and cobbled nooks magnetise more with life So bring me the horizon, you wild world and release me of my soil commitments so I can continue

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Aug 26, 2021

Aug 26, 2021 at 3:16 PM UTC

drunkenkind

Solum

As a perennial here I’ve grown and died with reasonably quiet roots learnt colloquial voices that let me pass in these beds But frothing coasts, shattered hand held heights, cool plains of forever and cobbled nooks magnetise more with life So bring me the horizon, you wild world and release me of my soil commitments so I can continue

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'Take your dream as far as you can'- tear up the roots of the dead flowers, grab the branches above you and swing into the unreal vision of reality, breathe the air of spaces unknown, carrying with you the experiences of pressing thoughts, the sudden surprises of youth, the views that, with a flash of excitement, open up great wide vistas, and magnetise your senses to fly into their psychedelic embrace. Float along on the streams of life, like the autumn leaf, after dipping and diving, as it finds the calm of a lake's edge and oscillates in the quiet breezes, gathering the last rays of the setting sun, before it sinks, to become new life. Dance to the sound of the song bird, the drip of the rain, the swirl of the clouds and the dramatic movement in an opera when all voices join, and sound their messages out to the universe of stars and planets. Feel with your hands the shape of the future, smoothed and polished, slippery and textured, bumpy and sharp; become a new form of yourself, create something out of your own arsenal, using your whole being. Touch the page with the tip of the brush, the full wash across the hand made paper, the colours of all nature, the scarlets, the azures, the emeralds, the golds, in hallucinations that are real, mysteries that metaphorically express the quick of your spirit, and are seen to be art. Margaret Ann Waddicor 29th October 2012. Written the same day... On my way home the dry Autumn leaves dancing cart-wheels past me, and did tap dancing on the tarmac, it was quite loudly they rattled past and flew away ahead of me as if like a flock of chattering children, rust brown and ochre colours doing their kind of wind dance, how wonderful all these percussion-like noises nature makes; just like the ice on the lake where the children were throwing blocks onto the hard surface, the sounding - box of the lake itself making that eerie kind of clang of sound that at first I thought might be some strange bird. I took up a video on my iPhone, but **** it, having fingers that were near frozen they didn't manage to push the tiny lever over from pure photography, so, to my great disappointment I when I got back there were only photos of it. Such is life!!!

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Dec 23, 2015

Dec 23, 2015 at 8:25 AM UTC

margaret-ann-waddicor

Take your dream

'Take your dream as far as you can'- tear up the roots of the dead flowers, grab the branches above you and swing into the unreal vision of reality, breathe the air of spaces unknown, carrying with you the experiences of pressing thoughts, the sudden surprises of youth, the views that, with a flash of excitement, open up great wide vistas, and magnetise your senses to fly into their psychedelic embrace. Float along on the streams of life, like the autumn leaf, after dipping and diving, as it finds the calm of a lake's edge and oscillates in the quiet breezes, gathering the last rays of the setting sun, before it sinks, to become new life. Dance to the sound of the song bird, the drip of the rain, the swirl of the clouds and the dramatic movement in an opera when all voices join, and sound their messages out to the universe of stars and planets. Feel with your hands the shape of the future, smoothed and polished, slippery and textured, bumpy and sharp; become a new form of yourself, create something out of your own arsenal, using your whole being. Touch the page with the tip of the brush, the full wash across the hand made paper, the colours of all nature, the scarlets, the azures, the emeralds, the golds, in hallucinations that are real, mysteries that metaphorically express the quick of your spirit, and are seen to be art. Margaret Ann Waddicor 29th October 2012. Written the same day... On my way home the dry Autumn leaves dancing cart-wheels past me, and did tap dancing on the tarmac, it was quite loudly they rattled past and flew away ahead of me as if like a flock of chattering children, rust brown and ochre colours doing their kind of wind dance, how wonderful all these percussion-like noises nature makes; just like the ice on the lake where the children were throwing blocks onto the hard surface, the sounding - box of the lake itself making that eerie kind of clang of sound that at first I thought might be some strange bird. I took up a video on my iPhone, but **** it, having fingers that were near frozen they didn't manage to push the tiny lever over from pure photography, so, to my great disappointment I when I got back there were only photos of it. Such is life!!!

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With invisible pinchers you grab hold of me, second after minute after hour, you are in control of my emotions, I am strapped to all that you empower Your words magnetise me, I am bound to them, they draw me closer to you, I become nothing but a gullible lamb But there is something you should know, I am glass, & you, gravity, you don’t realise I am fragile, until in pieces I shatter, broken so easily.

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Mar 24, 2014

Mar 24, 2014 at 11:07 AM UTC

martin-i

broken

With invisible pinchers you grab hold of me, second after minute after hour, you are in control of my emotions, I am strapped to all that you empower Your words magnetise me, I am bound to them, they draw me closer to you, I become nothing but a gullible lamb But there is something you should know, I am glass, & you, gravity, you don’t realise I am fragile, until in pieces I shatter, broken so easily.

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Dear a miss who longs for a boy Longing for my heart and not to make my ***** a toy I suggest our minds have to be in sync Like you'd blink as I wink and we'd clear our kinks... So I watch you in your daily habits, longing to look better The truth is at the turn of the age I became a fretter If you can climb the cosmic ladder then you can find me So a wish I send Bathe in melting pearls Let my love twirl your hair like ******** curls And you grow to love your body more Eat well and clear the baggage in your surroundings So a portrait or two will do so you don't feel alone I work far away from the world so past Peace avenue I am home That's where I'll be looking at that tree and know I am free But I am alone so maybe a worthy lover is comforting thee Unless you've found the green field in which case you'll know that making love is not making love unless it's with me So be an angel then loving yourself so a reciprocal counterpoint can magnetise with you, and in that Beautiful World maybe that's where we'll meet. Your joy is a marvel, not the fraud superhero characters but the warrior princesses who gladiate that the world does not hear about, to gain my credit has been a bout so there's a lot of nonsense I can live without, talk soon, trust and don't doubt

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Jul 30, 2017

Jul 30, 2017 at 11:32 AM UTC

moment-momeant

Marvelling Joy

Dear a miss who longs for a boy Longing for my heart and not to make my ***** a toy I suggest our minds have to be in sync Like you'd blink as I wink and we'd clear our kinks... So I watch you in your daily habits, longing to look better The truth is at the turn of the age I became a fretter If you can climb the cosmic ladder then you can find me So a wish I send Bathe in melting pearls Let my love twirl your hair like ******** curls And you grow to love your body more Eat well and clear the baggage in your surroundings So a portrait or two will do so you don't feel alone I work far away from the world so past Peace avenue I am home That's where I'll be looking at that tree and know I am free But I am alone so maybe a worthy lover is comforting thee Unless you've found the green field in which case you'll know that making love is not making love unless it's with me So be an angel then loving yourself so a reciprocal counterpoint can magnetise with you, and in that Beautiful World maybe that's where we'll meet. Your joy is a marvel, not the fraud superhero characters but the warrior princesses who gladiate that the world does not hear about, to gain my credit has been a bout so there's a lot of nonsense I can live without, talk soon, trust and don't doubt

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loving a ghost boy, brown, gentle eyes, dark flowing hair, you magnetise me, love soft as the sky, enigmatic, beautiful, out of a shadowy night your love finds me, and i find you, ghost boy, boy that i love.

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Nov 24, 2019

Nov 24, 2019 at 2:52 PM UTC

beth-fwoah-dream

ghost boy

loving a ghost boy, brown, gentle eyes, dark flowing hair, you magnetise me, love soft as the sky, enigmatic, beautiful, out of a shadowy night your love finds me, and i find you, ghost boy, boy that i love.

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She's the left and right ventricles of his heart, Inseparable affection leads him to Her magnetic amorous forces... Affiliated to his instincts But attracted to her. She's has everlasting irresistible feel and touch, Her magnetic amorous forces, Still pulls him towards her enduring soul. His heart makes no sense when, His mind is made up and magnetise by her...

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Oct 18, 2019

Oct 18, 2019 at 5:31 PM UTC

izzyvii-hunnid

Titled: Magnetic & Irresistible

She's the left and right ventricles of his heart, Inseparable affection leads him to Her magnetic amorous forces... Affiliated to his instincts But attracted to her. She's has everlasting irresistible feel and touch, Her magnetic amorous forces, Still pulls him towards her enduring soul. His heart makes no sense when, His mind is made up and magnetise by her...

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