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JR Potts Nov 2013
Yonderly forth does my mind travel
toward space unscathed by human eye,
vacantly naked my reflection unravels
distant are these thoughts of mine.
Untethered cognition free of man’s laws
his morals, his mission and even his flaws.
Thus I must burrow ever so deep
to find a single rigor of truth
I dig where other men sleep.

Awake,
Awake,
Oh wasted hearts
the first rule of living
is knowing: things fall apart.
What now is truth shall surely flee
as does the river's water escape to sea.
Clench not tightly to your current beliefs
they may not follow,
they cannot follow
where we intend to be.
Originally Written: 5/24/13
Muskan Kapoor May 2018
Word of the day - YONDERLY
Meaning - absent minded, emotionally distant
_______
I disappear
with my own choice.
I isolate myself
from the crowd
and want people
to not notice me
and then I blame people
for not caring about me
in the hope
that someday someone
will notice me
despite the fact
I don’t want him to.
I find myself
in a war situation
with the prejudices I hold
against people
and their true form.
I fear
that they’ll see
the truth behind
my fear of them.
I have transformed into a person
I don’t recognise
when I see in a mirror.
On the tracks of life
my train is stuck
and I try to hide
from other trains
but I cannot.
On the path of life
I took the road
to self destruction
and there is no turn ahead,
just a dead end.
Marlayna Rose Apr 2018
We were sailing on an odyssey of serendipity;
[a varary]
as life inhaled blossoming dreams;
Our souls
sipped on caffeinated guarantees of forever.
Dancing
to the susurrant aroma of our anoesis love;
My demons
silenced as your lightning strikes my spirit.

Except-

We were dry ice
[burning]
mistaking the coldhearted as fire,
passion,
held together by slumbered intertwining secrets.
Breathing,
to the yonderly rhythm of your existence:
Your demons
danced in my head to the drums of insecurities.

And yet-

We were a shipwreck of magnetic hearts
[catastrophic]
You said I lingered on the needle of your compass navigating your soul;
Cardiac Glycoside-
poisoned by the gravitational pull of our hurricane hearts.
Desire
connects our souls becoming an electric sun- an eclipse of beautiful destruction, ignites;
Our demons
dressed in lust, now sing a sweet mellifluous lullaby.

— The End —