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Eliza Lindsey Oct 2018
If I could have a wish come true,
a dream that'd come to pass,
I'd ask to spend the day with you,
and pray that it would last.

I'd run to you and hold you close,
We'd laugh and smile again.
I'd listen so intensely,
As you tell me how you've been.

When time was up I'd hold you close,
Not wanting to let go,
You'd smile and tell me, 'see you soon'
And somehow I would know

That while it's very hard to wait,
One day that time will come,
I'll join you there forevermore,
When I too am called home

My wish may go ungranted,
But it always will be true...
I'd trade many of my tomorrows,
For one yesterday with you.
Eyithen Sep 2018
I'm writing about you again
My strange stranger

You visit me in my dreams
but I can't see your face

You have such strong arms
To wrap around me
They comfort and protect

You are at least a head taller than me
Enough so to rest your chin on my head

There is warmth and trust, so much trust
I curl into you

You are my best friend and partner
Doubt never creeps
I can't explain it

You smell of clean laundry and something familiar
You say I smell like vanilla

As you run your fingers through my hair
You stare with loving eyes.
They are never the same color.
Sometimes a blue so deep I could swim in them
sometimes a green so vibrant I can't help but stare

Your hair never stays the same either.
Sometimes its dark, sometimes its blonde
But always so thick and soft

I yearn for you
My heart aches
So much so that I want to cry

I wish you were in my life already
But one minute I'm ready and another I'm not
I'm sorry if I keep you waiting,
But please know, I'm on my way
And I hope you are too
Please be patient and wait,
Wait for me...

I hope that your heart doesn't belong to another
But if it does, It can only lead you to me,
A better person than before.
Mine is still new and I can't wait to give it you
And I hope you are the only one I give it to.
Just a dream I had about waiting for the right one.
Pagan Paul Mar 2018
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I capture an image
as you flitter
through my dreams,
never resting to say hello,
never staying long enough
for me to enjoy
or appreciate your visits,
your mist like touch
as St Vitus Dance drives
you fidgeting
amongst my inner thoughts,
no care for the damage caused
nor the trails
of scented confusion,
yet wraith-like or feral ghost
your imprint leaves
traces of perfumed attention
in a tortured mind,
that linger with a hope
of a fleeting glance,
replaced with a second look,
and the tender torment
persists in the clinging grip
of pictures
sequenced to evade notice.



© Pagan Paul (05/03/18)
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In the ancient Shiv temple
Peace
Circumambulates the inner dome
And the sanctum

The devotees sway in trance
To the incantations of Om
Chanting sacred hymns
To the rhythmic sound of cymbals

The mystical incense
Musky its Fragrance
Wafts up in the temple premise
Divine and pious

The temple doors wide open
Peace spreads to the sanctuary
Peace is now at peace
Old memories from my hometown
The Heart speaks a language
clear
The Mind limits it with a veil
sheer

The Heart prismatic
A luminaire
The Mind enigmatic
Vision threadbare

Unfathomable
The depth
Of
The Heart
The Mind feels shallow within
Gul e Dawoodi Dec 2017
I am, but just another soul
Not meant for this world
So why am I here, covered with skin?
What do I've to do during this sojourn?
For I am baffled with the idea of life;
As I grow older, I capture moments
I make memories, build a home
And when I finally sit down,
To cherish what I've done so far;
All of it is gone.
Holey Nov 2017
I went to your place last night
I laid in bed willing my conscience to leave
and I saw you crying yourself to sleep
I wish this was something you'd believe
But for now this is a secret I will keep.
Have a lovely day my saplings, -TR
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