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The thought of you
Sticks inside my head
Like invisible glue
If it was a quiet place, I'd be all over you
Too bad life is so short
I'd give you so many lives
To become immortal through time
But I'm only human
I wish I could do more than any man has ever dreamt of before
Bassam A Nov 2014
It's been a day or two
since I saw you
It almost felt I am long distance

I lost track of my human time
I am seriously out into another realm
Where time is not important ..
Was that a week ago?

When I pull my thoughts together,
it turns out to be just a day or two

When I met you the other day
I kept all the moments ..
Didn't want to forget
All are embedded
into my head!

When will it be ...?
Where we be together?
I say to myself ..

'cause I want to keep ..
a better picture of you
PrttyBrd Nov 2014
knowing that today
is only yesterday's tomorrow
and
tomorrow's yesterday
makes it difficult
not to live in the past.
111814
phocks Nov 2014
a warm dawning sun
rises slow on hazy horizons
with winds wildly
blowing
down endless
interconnected currents
we wake up
to birds singing
timeless songs of morning
and our forgotten past
leaves us hanging
like willows weeping
in the rain
from this year's nanowrimo novel
http://phocks.github.io/nanoisms.html
Weeping Willows was selected as the daily poem November 10, 2014
Nalini Oct 2014
Now
It is time
To give yourself up.

Surrender,
Abandon all struggle,
Thoughts, worries and hopes.

Now
It is time
To be Silent.

Be as heavy and still
As the highest mountain.

Be as light and serene
As the delicate flower.

Now
It is time
To listen.

Listen in pure silence
As if trying to hear the voice of the sun
Rising at dawn.

Listen to the one who hears
And rest in this
Timeless equanimity.
Feb. 18, 2011
handsinspace Oct 2014
sweet lover
you are woven into me
closer than marrow and lacing nerve
joined in harmonious vibration
the pulse deep in life's current
closer to me than I am to myself
there is no self
but in us combined
the sun, in harsh stroke,
cuts a sharp line,
breaking the dawn leached wall.
your hand, caught in this sudden brilliance
throws stark contrast to the darkness,
resting quietly over your sleeping form.
motes of dust rise, hang, and then fall,
pirouetting on invisible breeze, and
occasionally catching the light
so that for a moment,
it seems as if you are holding
ephemeral pieces of
the very sun itself.
Vinicius Lira Aug 2014
time
no,
there is no
time

there isn't time
to birth
there isn't time
to live

they are all
wrong
so *******
wrong

and
they don't wanna
waste time
not even a second

but
there is no
school time
there is no
bed time

and you have to wait
wait for them
wait for your
turn

life
goes on
and you have to
fritter the hours

there is no time
to ****
there is no time
to hate

there is no time
to earn money
not even a day
to spend it

there isn't
party time
there isn't
time to drink

there are
just you
and there is
just time

[and it's enough to drive you crazy]
K Balachandran Aug 2014
Even if I forget your beautiful name
that moved my heart day and night like a poem,
silver light in your eyes and your lissome form
all in a moment of insanity or oblivion
a foamy deluge, takes me in, when it comes
looking for each one of us, even civilizations;
who can stop that incessant flow from past
to the time to come, an irrefutable canon!
                                But nature would never forget
the lightening, at it's strike creating a diamond, effulgent,
the mutual intimate wanting, divine, beyond the realm
of human emotions,carved out equally from our psyches
like a gem stone cutter precisely does, with his sharp chisel
in a rare moment of revelation, will it be repeated ever again?

A  brilliance, hearts  struck, emitting echoes of love
though no more we would be in human realm
If only one could imagine a  love  beyond the limits of being
Melanie Kate Jul 2014
Take my hand, walk into the darkness.
The place we know, is hidden.
And I want to share the unknown,
Tangled in your embrace.


Even if there are no answers,
At least we will be free.
At least we’ll have seen.
And our hearts will be beating.


Pull me in and I’ll stay.
There is no world other than this:
Sitting on these jetty stones,
Cooling against our bones.
The sun setting behind silhouette trees,
Mirrored water, a timeless love.
Our souls burning with emotion,
Warming the cooling world,
Safe in this place.

We have this place.
(c) MKD 2014
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