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Sep 2017 Poet kiri

You

Sep 2017 Poet kiri

Kayla

You

My first love was the sky the way the stars shined and the moon glows. I fell in love the the clouds and the way they look like animals. That amazing smell of nature. The way the sun shined so bright nothing could compare to her light. Then I met you and I fell in love with how your smile was like the stars. The way you when you laughed you were like the moon. The way you seen the world was like I seen the clouds. The way you smelled the heaven. How when you laughed you shined brighter than the sun no one else could compare to. You were everything I loved in the world put into one person. When I was younger I thought love was a myth the movie business used to sell movies. I didn’t believe eyes let alone yours could make me believe in something I spent my life denying. But your eyes were the most beautiful thing I ever seen. So i fell in love with everything you do. I fell for the way you wear your hair. The way you stood up for everything you believed in. I fell for that stupid look on your face while you attempted to cook. You were what i never knew i was looking for but, what i always needed. You complete me i just hope i complete you.

Sep 2017 Poet kiri

Twigs and Leaves

Sep 2017 Poet kiri

Yitkbel

Twigs and Leaves

I always knew you were a beautiful bird
But I thought I was one too
I thought one day we could sing together
If only I flew close to you
But as I danced and twirled to no avail
I looked into the mirror in your eyes
Hurt and confused
It was then that I finally saw
It was then the truth unveiled
I was merely twigs and leaves
Intertwined with self-deceiving hues.

So I took it all off
Sat bare in autumn's fallen clothes,
Mourning the loss of my illusive muse.

(I finally knew,
That to you,
I was merely invisibly blaring
In front of an all too ordinary view.)

Sep 2017 Poet kiri

When Stones Silence The Waters

Sep 2017 Poet kiri

Poetic T

When Stones Silence The Waters

When the stones sink into my depths,
stirring murky sediment in my mind.
But its not only one that I throw within,
ripples of numbness collect in places
that were hollow, but now filled with
vacant white noise..

Grey shades now colourful eclipses,
for when I see the sunset of my actions
I know that I must sink stones once again.
But what if I were to throw more than
the recommended amount?
causing more than just voice to fade out.

I read the sign hanging on the side
of my emotions, and realize that these
aren't what I need. Throwing them around
isn't filling a gap its stitching it together
with faded voices. That instead of whispers
they produce an itch I cant scratch.

#depression #voice #stones #silence

Sep 2017 Poet kiri

After The Storm

Sep 2017 Poet kiri

The Dedpoet

After The Storm

A silence of the tears
Made in the resolve
Of the inner sanctum
In a warm embrace of all
That was and is no more.

Take it to the sky
And limit the pain
With a full hope and empty
The cries that never let out
In a thunderous peace
That can take all the
Hurt an pain
And joy and love
Wrapped into the grace of the
Encountered moment.

The storm which rages
And takes on life as a feeling
Or a thought;
A surge of energy
That keeps in the synergy
Of a non perfect existence;

Rage on life which isn't a feeling
But an existence
How to see fit to
Cloud over the land of your mind.