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Zywa Feb 5
Be careful with men,

because they want just one thing:


your full attention.
Autobiographical account "Het Perpetuum Mobile van de Liefde" ("The perpetual motion machine of love", 1988, Renate Dorrestein), chapter 1 Zet eens een kroon op uw liehiefde (Crown your lo-ove)

Collection "Old sore"
Zywa Feb 3
Candlemass, the day
of Mary, the ideal woman
and mother, a sign
for those who then marry
and celebrate their happiness

The evening and morning
are a day together
uncovered, without shame
and without sacrifice that diminishes
their sense of being great

and the evenings and mornings
are a life together
the children grow up
and mark in the year
the days of their parents

with attention, as
a daily effort to be
each other's ideal
attention, the secret
of every relationship
For Dory dK

February 2nd, Candlemass / Festum purgativum (Feast of the Purification), the presentation of Jesus at the temple

Demeter visits her daughter Persephone with burning candles >> Candlemass

Collection "Life line"
Zywa Jan 18
He's unsure and can't

do magic, yet he can do --


magical thinking.
Poem "[Week] 9" (2022, Gerda Blees)

Collection "Specialities"
duck Jan 13
oh. you actually reached out.
had me for a second there.
thought this friends fallout
will be the last time i swear-

the last time that i will get hooked
the last time that i will get addicted.
but my mind's fluked.
chasing after attention to be excited-

but all i got?
was extra tears and snot.
muizz Dec 2024
I wish I am the chosen one,
the one that is so essential,
can I be better in the future?
I can’t even answer that.

Like a mirrorball suspended in a dimly lit room,
I will only say, “yes!”,
“you can have that” “you can do that”,
I would never say no,
I don’t dare to,
fret that I’ll hurt their feelings,
but did they think the same way?
this time, the answer is yes.

Sometimes, I wish I knew everything,
the scent of uncertainty lingering in the air,
sometimes, I wish I knew nothing,
the taste of regret like bitter coffee on my tongue,
either way, I’m a mirrorball
the one that’s just there,
the gentle hum of unnoticed existence,
no one even notices it,
until they need it.

Like a mirrorball, when it’s break
it’s shattered into a million pieces,
the sound of splintering glass echoing in the silence,
but that’s what makes it shine,
the dazzling light refracting through the shards,
that’s what gives it attention.
life of a people-pleaser
Zywa Nov 2024
To really see things

you have to look carefully --


slightly beside them.
Novel "**** nu mijn stem" ("Hear my voice now", 2017, Franca Treur), chapter 27

Collection "Appearances"
Jeremy Betts Oct 2024
I don't know how else to say it
And you don't care enough to lie
Like an over explained comedy bit
Where the attention has run dry
You hiss
I spit
We both bit
Always right about to get
Into an eye for an eye
Where we'll both find
It's far harder
To point a finger
While we're both blind
Though we'll both try

©2024
William A Poppen Oct 2024
Solitude
Can be spent
Enjoying what is in your midst

Solitude
Can be refreshing
Refilling the cup you carry

Solitude
Can become hard
As thoughts swirl in one’s mind
Taunting us with unpleasant
Or daunting views
Laced with brooding anxiety

When ruminating becomes  
Mulling over fears
Our negative thoughts
Become erroneous ideas
That feed even more
Agony and fretting

Name the feeling
Of desponding anxiety

Pull yourself away
From within yourself
Back to the beauty of the solitude
And experience the rejuvenation
of each new moment
Thought, attention
Alexis Oct 2024
While the vines of your presence constrict my lungs and won't let me breathe
I try to calm my poor beating heart and set myself free
One more day
One more week
One more month
Don't give up on trying
Why won't you let me be?
Even if you keep pulling me back in the same cold depths
I am still trying to defy you
You just keep on spinning that same web
Why won't you let me go?
Am I not human in your eyes?
A short poem about trying to set yourself free from someone who keeps pulling you in for attention and keeping you in emotional limbo, treating you as if you are not human.
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