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i was lost in the shadows
convinced the colours of the world
thought forever i own you

my poison, my love, i die
my past, my future, **** me

nothing to say, your heart does
gone and clinged to an other one
my hearth can not take it anymore

my tear, my pain, i die
my calla, my doe, **** me

i am poor, i have done in all
never tried without you
how can it feel aftermath

my rain, my sun, i die
my love, my love,
just **** me..
She is the one
who will wait for you,
always!
And when
you will come back to her
after years,
she would welcome you
with her arms wide open.
 Jan 2016 Wandering soul
mike dm
bed
 Jan 2016 Wandering soul
mike dm
bed
my body contorts
along white bedsheets boasting basic blue flower print.
i stretch, without direction - fingertips reach cosmic deeps, i think.

curtains mostly drawn; one sliver of sun let in.

globular of lonely, swung
out into this far-off nook of hook and warm-no-more:

i am, now,
chemical alter
on the downswing. where
is my attraction?

stuck in space
deep,
pitted in sleep that wakes the Fates (that do not exist),
only bored ice dust and
lifeless true blue neutrinos swarm about my body.

i used to have pull;
gravitational cool.
now i am tons of tundra,
acres of bleck lol melodrama,
a mess, always
in bed:

it makes me.
it always has.
It's cold, **** cold,
I blame the north wind.
It pushes the ice on Huron
Against the shore
Making great dunes of frozen water,
Cooling the wind passing over.
It penetrates my outer layer,
Warming itself between inner clothes.
Dampening my cheek;
Cold whispers in my ears;
A cruel embrace,
Girdling me,
Seductive as the dead.
It wraps my house
Like it knows my address;
An unannounced visitor,
Reluctant to leave.
It's mid-January;
Glad the sun's casting
Longer shadows,
Before the wind retires.
Brrrr!
everything i left behind
kills me every night
sun does not mean anything
to this blind lover of death
 Jan 2016 Wandering soul
Joyce
When your mind
is not seeing clear.

When your heart
is heavy from tears.

Remember and hear
me through your ears.

Everything you want
is on the other side of fear.
The sun that shone so bright upon the ice
So cold, so hard, the ice, but yet so white
The water froze so long ago by lies
But then the truths revealed the shining light

The love thou have suppressed won’t fade away
Infect your mind and heart it will; again
Just let thy warm emotion free; You may
Be warmed and cared about; again

But if you let thy heart be open wide
The sun will shine on you with light divine
The one you love may with your heart coincide
Maybe the one will not but you will shine

If love, at end of life, you can’t recall
it’s like you won’t have been alive at all
 Jan 2016 Wandering soul
Ayush B
Few people have heard the story,
Of the first snowflake to make the journey,
To hug and save the heating earth,

He travelled with wind for many miles,
To reach the ground he thought he missed,
He was dead as soon as they kissed.
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