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Pulled happiness towards myself
                                       Held tight
                                       Grips loosen
                                       It sways away

Pushed sadness back
                             Beyond reach
                             Kept pushing
                             It recoiled

       Emotion is best left
           As an untouched pendulum
           Moving freely within my experience
Talented young poets are in short supply,
So what shame it is to see a talent die.
I see the sparkle fade,
Disenchanted by doubt.
Please keep writing,
We are in need.
Art doesn't need correction, it needs improvement, innovation.
Debbie Apr 7
****** was like speeding through a euphoric galaxy.  
Completely unburdened by mundane reality.  
My mind dreams deep, but far from sleep.  
Desire drenched lips bring my naked petals a dew of bliss.  
Abandoning myself to you is a sweet intense insanity.
As you stare at the center of my soul
Devouring my untold.  
In an aching cocoon in the garden of my heart.  
The caterpillar of never, becomes butterflies of the deepest pleasure
neth jones Apr 10
the phosphorus beat of hearth and lap and love
of ambrosia made mother sung
the phosphorus beat of snug lure
and depth inviting
Debbie Apr 3
Her skin was smooth like butter cream.  
Luscious entry to his dream.  
Begging, pleading to be tasted.  
To be pasted,
all over the walls of his thoughts.  
Her heart's city of inhibition crumbles and falls
Her black lined eyes, alive and iridescent with haunting desire.
With a slow ache and burn like torches of fire.  
His breath through the soft dark.
Was a gentle gale into her farthest parts.
His whispers ferociously and sweetly
swarm her heart.
Lips taste like destiny, remembering eternity.
I combined two poems to create this one.
Debbie Apr 2
Aching through eternity.
How can you feel so heavy
yet so empty?
Simultaneously.
Stone lead hearts
and soul black holes.
Trees ache for the riot
of supple leaves.
Aching wants
are not aching needs

I acutely ache for the return of me.

Empty deny's aching to be full.
My heavy thoughts dream
of veins of empty peace.
Nature's beauty aches to be.
Every single ache,
is a different want and a
different need.
I believe an ache can last an eternity...
Julie Mar 29
I need that, I need this,
our whole life revolves around needs,
trying to find purpose in things.
but what do you desire
from the depths of your soul?

What does your heart whisper
when everything else falls silent?

You have to pay attention,
because if you're not careful enough,
you might mistake the voice of your heart
for the voices of others.
et ce serait une tragédie
Lalit Kumar Feb 24
"Hey, what's up, kiddo?
You in the mirror?
I know life ***** sometimes. I mean, I see it in your eyes. You're struggling, battles you're facing mentally and physically.
So honestly, no one has told you, 'I'm proud of you.' No one has told you today, this week.
I'm so proud of you. I'm proud of you for not giving up. You have something, like, listen to me, you have something. The strength it takes for you to keep on going proves it. Proves you have something. It proves you are a warrior.
So do me a favor, listen. Do me a favor, take a hot shower, get some water, put on your favorite clothes, make the room dark, put on your favorite show, and try to relax, kiddo. It's gonna work out. I'm proud of you, and I love you."
Samuel Feb 23
Lingering in the dark side,
She just blew my mind,
My brain waves all fried,
Sanity lost, too far to find.

I dream of busting chains,
Throwing my life down the cliffs, to the ocean rocks.
My soul now in your reigns,
Bound,Buried & Chained in a box.

My visions wild,
Fantasising a life away,
Heartbreak not so mild,
I end up all alone and stray.

In my Mind, my Initials chained around her neck,
Tighter than the grasp of love and dread,
Blinded in a hedge maze, reality unchecked,
We’ve already done it in my head.

Fiction and reality merge,
I keep recalling you in vivid dreams,
A messy little kiss it’s all that I urge,
Lust flows in wicked streams.

The river of lust,
Sourced from fatal fantasies,
As I drown deep in you,
Giving into all the fancies.

Bedsheets all ablaze,
Screaming, hiding my face,
Rising up like waves,
Crashing over, leaving no trace.

At last, a wishful yearn,
Giving way to laboured breath,
Will the tables turn,
Our fate all set.
Inspired from the song “Guilty as Sin?” This poem delves into the feeling if wanting someone so much and imagining being with them.
showyoulove Feb 5
What would drive me to make a journey so far
What would give me patience through obstacles
What would give me such joy to finally arrive
And to be where you are one more time
I think it must be love

It is love that gives me the strength to go on
It is love that propels me when the road is long
It is the stars to guide me when the sun is gone
It is the joy that arises with the first rays of dawn

Isn't it crazy that I need you like water or air
That I would expire without you always being there
It is medicine to which none can compare
If it is all I have, still, I will not despair

It is love that goes beyond all measure
It is pure love which is the source of highest pleasure
It is the Father's love the most precious treasure
It is the soul's embrace the sweetest gesture

There is no distance too great or too small
That I wouldn't go to answer your call
There is no path that I wouldn't take
And no way that I could ever forsake
A friend in a time of trouble or need
It's written in my core, it's part of my creed

It's love that is so incredibly amazing
It's love that sets my heart a-blazing
It's love that puts my mind at ease
It's only love's sacrifice that truly frees
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