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Dark
In here
In my world
Ever since you
Slipped out of my sight
Out there in the
Distance, away
With thy
Light

Light
That shone
Bright to my
Wild blue yonder
Like rays of sunshine
Parting glowing
Clouds on a
Sweltering
Day

Light
Which I
Will always
Crave perdurably
Whilst incandescent
Stars seldom dost
Shine athwart
The night
Skies.
(A Series Of Ninette)

A ninette poem is a poem made up of nine lines, each increasing in one syllable, then at the mid point, decreasing again. The first and last word may be the same, antonyms or synonyms.

Its structure is 123454321 syllable format
It's like a really good movie
Makes you squeeze your pillow
Hide under the sheets
SCREAM and YELL at it !
Curse at some of the contents
Laugh out loud;
Tear up
Let out a sigh of relief when you finish reading ...
because
You forgot to breathe at the ******

Copyright 4/29/16
JRAP
She tapped my
Shoulder,
I caught carpels.

The “heavy” caught
My breath,
I feared death.

But I’d sip like the
Wind,
I’d open my sails.

And She’d later smile,
A daughter,
And I’d live;

Eternal.
My daughter made me fear death.
May the Darkness embrace me
*May the Light engulf me
A long gaze
into my lover's eyes
reveals full moons
and shooting stars
that hypnotize.

These electric stares
shoot searing sparks
that zap and zip
and melt me down
into a work of art.

You say that you love me.
You say that you care.
I thought that the pastures
between us
were gentle and fair.

When I gaze
into your eyes,
I see the truth,
the awful truth
you try to hide.

Love,
your eyes
are cold
and dead inside.
Can't dream a lovely scene

When heart was broken

Light was dim, grass not green

The bolt of grief was open



The lullabied sang

Killed the rainbow

Noah's rain, flooded pain

A desperate tomorrow



Can't paint a flamboyant view

My muse is dead

Lovely rose, heaven knows

Now, I will paint death instead



5-12-2016

9:15 PM

Mysterious_aries
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A loveless Nation

( everyone claiming to be so much .... " in love ! ")

)(


But then :

All the movies are about zombies and vampires !!!!

( our true selves appear ! )

)(


The only thing we do

Openly

Is to destroy ourselves

We do it openly but not

Honestly

)(

We call our immaculate hatred

" LOVE ! "



All the better to hurt someone




Despite all the claims to love and respect for

All our fellow poets here

The fact that we purposefully distort Reality

in our works in order to confuse each other

Is a sign of total disrespect and hatred !

This disprepect and hatred

Is our real feelings for each other




Why should a poet give a **** about what your so called lover feels about you


When obvously he or she

Don't give a **** about you )????

Such is our daily dying in the public square !

Muddy ****** uselessness

!

I love you


(?so ******* what?)




We only talk of love for a purpose !!


Sick and demented !!


But a purpose !!!


( to cause and spread pain )

Yep

that's as ugly as we are





.
Fall little snowflakes, fall
Drift gentle toward the earth
Melt on small noses
Be the cause of big smiles

Fall little snowflakes, fall
Plummet cold and fragile
Turn those noses red
Be the cause of cold arms

Fall little snowflakes, fall
Crash into the cold hard ground
The people will hate you
Be crushed by heavy boots

Fall little snowflakes, fall
You think you're beautiful now
But people will hurt you
Be killed by their words

Fall little snowflakes, fall
You'll soon be killed by this terrible world
Interpret this as you want
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