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 Apr 2016 Mazen Edlibi
Pixievic
We danced to Cuban rhythms
Late into the night
I twirled my skirts in girlish glee
Giggling in delight
My heart it started pounding
As you held me tight
I waited for the kiss
That would bring me back to life
Then
Brutally it struck me
At the stroke of midnight
You were just an apparition
Your kiss turned into frostbite
A phantom on the dance floor
A cruel trick of the light
You melted into nothing
Just a shadow in the moonlight

(C) Pixievic
I was invited to be  a guest writer on a blog about Ghost Stories - this is what I came up with! You can find the rest here .....

http://ghoststoryiii.blogspot.co.uk/2016/04/part-v-i-and-v-ii-and-ghost-dancer-by.html
 Apr 2016 Mazen Edlibi
Pixievic
Once
I never knew you existed
You were not part of my world
And life was simple

Like a tornado of sensuality
You tore through my existence
Leaving a devastating
Desire in your wake

Your kiss was everything I imagined
And now .......

Nothing is simple

(C) Pixievic
Think this is something everyone can identify with
 Apr 2016 Mazen Edlibi
nivek
Hope someone has the generosity to dance on my grave
 Apr 2016 Mazen Edlibi
Aeerdna
i see you painted in other peoples's eyes
i see you smiling in the blue irises
swimming ocean's deepest blues
crossing the horizon and touching the sky.

i see your picture in the green eyes
in spring's early grass i see you laughing
daydreaming,
playing with some hopes
the way you play with my thoughts.

i see your picture in the deep brown eyes
eating their chocolate
the way you sometimes eat my heart

in the black skies
i see you painted
there are no stars
just you wandering alone
looking for something
something i don't know..

i see you painted in blue and green
in brown and hazel and black
and i can only hope
one day you'll see your smile
painted in own blue eyes.
 Apr 2016 Mazen Edlibi
A Lopez
My Apple
Caramel
Skin
Needs taken
Stroked touched-
No not by some
Manwhore,
I'm not for sale
I'm not
Your
L
U
N
C
H.
Especially
I'm
Not some
Crystal ball to arouse,
Meaning
Not a ****!
 Apr 2016 Mazen Edlibi
theblndskr
You thought 'twas
something
- - -
Deemed 'twas
everything
- -
But you know it's
nothing.
-
I could be wrong but also right.
And that's life, we always go with nothing.
(Fr my old article)
Live,
While unknowingly
Leaving it.
 Apr 2016 Mazen Edlibi
GaryFairy
i have nothing left except my breath
a sunset means another night to obsess
we are all only vessels in distress
sending out our best S.O.S

i ask "in death can i progress"?
can the dead truly be heavenly blessed?
will i pass the test without regrets?
or is this as good as it ever gets?
I know, I have ended other poems with the same line.
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