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Thrill of the Compass Spin

The fizz, the ghostly drag
invisible hands guiding these wanton bodies
I feel my compass spin
drawn in endless circles

Can I claim it as the artist’s curse
the love for new adventure
the pleasure of magnetic hearts
freshly spinning so close to us
whipping the iron filings of our creativity
into some explosive blur
a manifest black energy

But is it a curse at all
the thrill of the c...

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lostloveLust

Not So Fleeting Love Quotes

What are you searching for?
Are you running blind?
Do people need to read your love quotes for what you have to say?
Will it really change their lives?
Why do you need to change their lives?
What makes you so special?
We all feel hurt 
We all feel happiness
We all find happiness and feel hurt differently
Wine is great
How do we relate?
We don't need to force ourselves to relate
We do h...

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The Rain

The stream becomes the river

The river becomes the sea

And the rain that washes over me

Washes into the sea.

 

For you are my rain,

My river and my stream

And I am the fisherman

Who loves you in his dreams.

 

So when I wake I’ll hold you

And take away your pain

Love can wash the pain away

Like dust in the pouring rain.

 

The stream becomes the river

...

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Pink Lilly

Crisp and swift the north wind blows
Leaving only a note before she left long ago
He cried for days and had no words to explain
Spoke to mother.

Crisp and swift the north wind blows
Spring came, mom called saying this might be silly 
Son, I need your help to plant these bulbs; he mutters really? 
Planting bulbs with his mother

Warm and sweet the south wind blows 
He first glanced upon...

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Soul Famine

A lock on the the door, a no vacancy sign,

A glitch in the process, a flaw in design.

An important step skipped, an opportunity missed.

A sunrise slept through, pretty lips never kissed.

A trail never never blazed, a sea never never sailed.

A an old man full of stories, with no one to tell.

A kid with no candy store, a garden, less bloom.

A beautiful centerpiece in a cold empt...

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Angel

I can see her sparkling eyes

Glowing with care and lot of love

She walked past me as an angel on fleet,

Is the same day I made her angel of my life!

 

She is like a cool morning breeze

With her hair like an unruffled stream.

And when I look at her beautiful face

The world around seem so insignificant.

 

It is her voice that make me live

The moments with her, a beau...

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Lip service

Lip Service 

 

It’s hard being alone

at least for me 

I see folks kissing with promise 

smiling with dignity 

gazing

love drunk 

smitten

cupids arrow is dull

for the most part 

it’s not real 

maybe your elders have stuck it out 

your folks are worn and torn 

a scar 

treated with cheap topical cream 

lip service  

secrets 

the fear of embarrassm...

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Somewhere

Somewhere 

I know you're out there 
I can hear your voice in the wind that rustles the leafless trees 
Like them I'm waiting for Spring 
For warmth 
Nourishment 
To grow again inside love 

I'm searching for you
I chase my shadow in the fading colours of the setting sun
Look for your message amongst the stars 
Face upturned 
Bathed in moonlight
In awe of the universe

I've dreamt ...

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Grisly Girl

Someone's sowed pins and needles into her lips.

To kiss her now will pierce your tongue and numb your mouth.
 
This is the smile that cuts,
 
Tears deep, tears the tears apart
 
The eyes that fixate on her lips,
 
The ears that listen to her voice.
 
This is the mouth that eats.
 
It eats, eats, eats away at your flesh
 
Till there's nothing left,
 
...

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Black Lines

black lines under her eyes

tear stained pillow by the end of the night

and the smell of his cologne

lingering in the air for only a fraction of a second longer

she waits 

painfully

for the day that she can let go and run

out of the dark mass some call heartbreak

when she can faithfully proclaim

that she will start the next day

and end it with a dry pillow in sight

...

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Las Vegas

Violation and depravity,
within isolation of this valley,
an extravagant medicine to take.

 

We pace the boulevard,
with no moral compass, neither
north or south in strip-sleazed haze.

 

Rolling violent dice
of drunken incomprehension,
morning sirens sing out my sin.

 

but the more I kneel before you,
the more you raise me to my feet.

 

What happens with us, st...

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Katypoetesslovelove poetry

They

They

 

She hurts

still

I tell myself to let her go

Is it her I miss?

just the idea?

just the company?

actually i miss them all

they all still hurt

soft skin

sweet thoughts

kindness to strangers

weaker creatures

makes a man comfy 

just for a little while

then they hurt

they tear my gut space

suddenly I’m the Sunday funnies

and they lose weigh...

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What Are the Different Types of Love Poetry?

We generally write love poetry to convey love which is experienced in different relationships. This includes romantic love, both unrequited and enduring, and love for a sibling or a parent can be expressed with love poems. Great poets have also used short true love quotes and poetry to express their emotion towards the great outdoors or a lovely pet. Love poems also might include a sonnet or rhyme...

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The Temptation of St Anthony II

From Emperor to Vampire, then a journey to resting place of amoral monk.

Dwelling in ruined fort, living in a sin of retired idleness. Momentary desires

to follow the birds south, he spends his days tending a garden of lilies in the desert.

 

Anthony holds his poetess captive for too long without his hands, she now writhes

naked and tied to column of lost temple. Tresses burnt dark ...

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