"pingpong" poems - Hello Poetry

Your eyes Drew me in: Large pingpong ***** With brown diamonds Embedded in the center. When you smiled, I remembered not how your mouth curved, But how your eyes Brightened. Even then I could tell you were a little delicate- Okay a lot more delicate Than you would let on, and That your soul always forced its way out of you.

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Nov 16, 2013

Nov 16, 2013 at 10:20 AM UTC

jedd-ong

Black Velvet Case

Your eyes Drew me in: Large pingpong ***** With brown diamonds Embedded in the center. When you smiled, I remembered not how your mouth curved, But how your eyes Brightened. Even then I could tell you were a little delicate- Okay a lot more delicate Than you would let on, and That your soul always forced its way out of you.

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No assurance No clear vision For 15 hours, we were far from fixture. Donned in a coat smart shoes and black, We stood out in a sea of superheroes and Jacks. Pingpong ***** Baguettes. Fake stories to people we just met. Each time we caught each other's gaze, we always fell into a hysterical maze. Can you feel that? It's called connection. I do believe in sparks and all that notion. Black skies dry eyes coffee and you, we continued to talk and laugh until the morning dew. 15 hours but only stopped for 2. The world was spinning but your lips kept me grounded. Living in the moment, I didn't worry where it was headed. Exceeded my expectations, you proved yourself to be different. Curbed what was naturally felt and needed. So this is how it feels to be alive again. To genuinely feel something deeper than skin. Penetrated intellectually. Tickled emotionally. For 15 hours, I was held the tightest Conversed the deepest Now you have my attention. 'Til we bridge the gap again! Remember Koala, my darling dearest.

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Nov 2, 2014

Nov 2, 2014 at 5:15 PM UTC

beatriz

15 Hours

No assurance No clear vision For 15 hours, we were far from fixture. Donned in a coat smart shoes and black, We stood out in a sea of superheroes and Jacks. Pingpong ***** Baguettes. Fake stories to people we just met. Each time we caught each other's gaze, we always fell into a hysterical maze. Can you feel that? It's called connection. I do believe in sparks and all that notion. Black skies dry eyes coffee and you, we continued to talk and laugh until the morning dew. 15 hours but only stopped for 2. The world was spinning but your lips kept me grounded. Living in the moment, I didn't worry where it was headed. Exceeded my expectations, you proved yourself to be different. Curbed what was naturally felt and needed. So this is how it feels to be alive again. To genuinely feel something deeper than skin. Penetrated intellectually. Tickled emotionally. For 15 hours, I was held the tightest Conversed the deepest Now you have my attention. 'Til we bridge the gap again! Remember Koala, my darling dearest.

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the first time i met you, i had a beer in my hand i pretended like a beer was enough to hush the voices in my head i sat down next to you you asked me if i wanted anything stronger, so i made my own i didn't know your name you were singing, you were laughing, you were smiling at me you told me your name i told someone i was good at pingpong you told me you wanted to play me i sat there hoping that it'd be tonight you were smiling at me i couldn't stop looking at you my phone kept buzzing, the guy i thought i loved thought he loved me you asked me to follow you downstairs i couldn't play ping pong for **** you kept smiling, i kept shaking i kept drinking i kept drinking i kept pretending like you didn't interest me i don't remember the rest of the night all i could do was hope hope for another night with you i kept drinking you kept smiling

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Dec 3, 2015

Dec 3, 2015 at 9:57 PM UTC

rae12c

d.s.

the first time i met you, i had a beer in my hand i pretended like a beer was enough to hush the voices in my head i sat down next to you you asked me if i wanted anything stronger, so i made my own i didn't know your name you were singing, you were laughing, you were smiling at me you told me your name i told someone i was good at pingpong you told me you wanted to play me i sat there hoping that it'd be tonight you were smiling at me i couldn't stop looking at you my phone kept buzzing, the guy i thought i loved thought he loved me you asked me to follow you downstairs i couldn't play ping pong for **** you kept smiling, i kept shaking i kept drinking i kept drinking i kept pretending like you didn't interest me i don't remember the rest of the night all i could do was hope hope for another night with you i kept drinking you kept smiling

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WHEN THOUGHTS ABOUT IT FLOW IN YOUR MIND PINGPONG, AND YOU GET CONCERNED ABOUT GETTING IT WRONG, ITS RIGHTFULNESS IS NOTHING BUT WAITING FOR YOU TO COME TOWARDS IT HEADLONG!

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Sep 24, 2018

Sep 24, 2018 at 11:43 AM UTC

the_khan_parvez

Flow of your thoughts

WHEN THOUGHTS ABOUT IT FLOW IN YOUR MIND PINGPONG, AND YOU GET CONCERNED ABOUT GETTING IT WRONG, ITS RIGHTFULNESS IS NOTHING BUT WAITING FOR YOU TO COME TOWARDS IT HEADLONG!

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