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Johnson Oyeniran Oct 2024
-In the centre of my heart

These words I speak, I speak them true,

Nothing matters to me but you!
QueenOfTheAshes Oct 2024
I want you to see this
There's a façade kind of bliss
That in my mind's eye
It sure felt like heaven's kiss.

You want me to see this
Play a part in your petty dreams
Let myself get lost in this shame abyss
Be seduced by your trysts.

If you wanted me to see this
How come we were a miss
And how come your new love's still
An old reminisce
Of memories and an angry's cat
Hiss?

I wanted you to see this
Maybe in the end
We were simply meant
To be each other's deadly miss.
Magi Candelaria Sep 2024
Be silent so that you can hear your heart and tune into your
intuition. Listen to your heart and intuition to discover your
Bliss.

listen within
silence + listening = heart & intuition
Follow your heart, listen to your intuition
heart + intuition = Bliss

   — Magi
Triscuit Jul 2024
The weight of your love raptures me
Above a height unknown to me
The clouds caress my face
Embraced by the sunlight
Cloaked in ethereal bliss
When you kiss me I can feel my heart escape the confines of my ribs
Your touch electric and warming
Your scent envelopes me like a shroud
Swathe me in your embrace
Lead me towards the edge of oblivion
A poem meant for a lover
igc Jun 2024
I hope that soon sleep takes me
In the mean time I think I’ll just lay here
and remember and remember and remember
Johnson Oyeniran Jun 2024
-Hold tight my hand

Come, lets fly away to a land free from judgmental eyes,

There, our love shalt never know shame all the days of our lives.
A May 2024
interwoven hands,
they walk side by side
along the lane of sand.
beyond the retreating waves,
everything else is hushed;
the sense of isolation, of
being away from the hour’s rush
makes for a breathing space.
“the whole world is waiting for us,” she says.
“let them,” is his response.
“the world belongs to us.”
and it did.
leading a singular life was nice while it lasted; this plurality has promise…
Jeremy Betts Apr 2024
An endless search
For before the hopeless
Prior to the pain
Pre drowning in sadness
It must be there
That rare moment of bliss
I can't FUCCKING remember,
"Has it always been like this?"
A lost sliver of memory
Eerily missing the feeling like a lipless first kiss
The want and drive evident
But before it all, most memorable, there to trigger the fall, my evil twin, Sir Anxious
I tear up as I absorb old videos
Finding the smile in milestones of my son, a present I was pleasantly present to witness
"...ah, there it is,
My piece of bliss
An unchecked happiness
Oh how I miss this..."
But I did this,
I have no business
Asking for a witness
Or forgiveness

©2024
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