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"reapearing" poems
Is this love at first sight? My eyes fixed, could not blink, As she walked towards me, My mind frozen, could not think, As she got closer to me, Out of words, could not talk, As she stood in front of me. Her smile so ravishing, My mouth trembled, Her eyes stunning, Quickly my heart pounded, Her voice astonishing, Slowly my nerve system died, Her touch arousing an unknown Feeling, Frozen my body shivered. With my heart i trusted her, Yet i barely knew her, She made me feel merry, Yet she did nothing, I did not want to lose her, Yet i did not have her, As she was long gone; In my mind she kept reapearing. In the dark, my blazing light, She must be, Through life's odds by my site, She must be, Send from up above my angle, She must be, Is this love at first sight?
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Apr 26, 2015
Apr 26, 2015 at 6:39 PM UTC
blazewordworth
Love at first sight
Is this love at first sight? My eyes fixed, could not blink, As she walked towards me, My mind frozen, could not think, As she got closer to me, Out of words, could not talk, As she stood in front of me. Her smile so ravishing, My mouth trembled, Her eyes stunning, Quickly my heart pounded, Her voice astonishing, Slowly my nerve system died, Her touch arousing an unknown Feeling, Frozen my body shivered. With my heart i trusted her, Yet i barely knew her, She made me feel merry, Yet she did nothing, I did not want to lose her, Yet i did not have her, As she was long gone; In my mind she kept reapearing. In the dark, my blazing light, She must be, Through life's odds by my site, She must be, Send from up above my angle, She must be, Is this love at first sight?
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Poems are born and given names like people are don't they?    vested with special brainy wings right? then ejected!  as if birthing slides help push them through a cyber time machine computerized world poems seem to travel as in rockets to space yes that fast!! Others ballooned by air in baskets moved slowlier or in simple rainbow sorted balloon batches and then gone with the wind! inflated by helium air initials inscribed on each from the parent poet or poetess "A lot more happens to poems" Lucky few reposted by the holy sages of H.P a few more seem air lifted in an eye blink secluded in mysterious arenas Jack in the box boxes! private uncirculated rooms there reveared? All poems in my world seem firstly inspected by the same compassionate doctor, few masked Knights powerful mystery kings birds of song, purring cats even angry dogs all sorts same crafty nurses seem to eagerly revise their parchment scrolls and from there nothing is heard of these baby boomer poems or if ever are read by others again who can tell? It's unclear unless a fee is paid its like having children really isnt't it? that must be sent away as in time machine missions once named treasured revised adored then freedoms grant'd some poems will make it explored reapearing loved reposted moving priceless! other poems perish by green with envy other muses hubbering curiously around lizards wizards snakes all sorts. Poems seem to travel   dead silent through a cyber mirror Twilight Zone ~~~~~~~~ By:Karijinbba.
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Jun 17, 2019
Jun 17, 2019 at 11:28 AM UTC
karijinbba
Poems travel to to Twighlight Zones
Poems are born and given names like people are don't they?    vested with special brainy wings right? then ejected!  as if birthing slides help push them through a cyber time machine computerized world poems seem to travel as in rockets to space yes that fast!! Others ballooned by air in baskets moved slowlier or in simple rainbow sorted balloon batches and then gone with the wind! inflated by helium air initials inscribed on each from the parent poet or poetess "A lot more happens to poems" Lucky few reposted by the holy sages of H.P a few more seem air lifted in an eye blink secluded in mysterious arenas Jack in the box boxes! private uncirculated rooms there reveared? All poems in my world seem firstly inspected by the same compassionate doctor, few masked Knights powerful mystery kings birds of song, purring cats even angry dogs all sorts same crafty nurses seem to eagerly revise their parchment scrolls and from there nothing is heard of these baby boomer poems or if ever are read by others again who can tell? It's unclear unless a fee is paid its like having children really isnt't it? that must be sent away as in time machine missions once named treasured revised adored then freedoms grant'd some poems will make it explored reapearing loved reposted moving priceless! other poems perish by green with envy other muses hubbering curiously around lizards wizards snakes all sorts. Poems seem to travel   dead silent through a cyber mirror Twilight Zone ~~~~~~~~ By:Karijinbba.
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