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ivanymicah · 5 months

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"My body wants more. More love, more affection, more romance. And my mind despises it all."

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heartofmuse · 2 years

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I miss you,

But just knowing,

you exist is enough,

I can wait,

Minutes, days, lifetimes,

I know I will see you again,

What is meant to be,

Will be,

You and me are a certainty,

That exists beyond everything,

Just knowing you breathe,

I feel it in the breeze,

In the stars that shine above,

The light of your eyes,

To find you everywhere,

Makes the wait not so long,

My heart is painted with your colors,

and priceless memories fly inside,

Every word you uttered sustains me,

While here I wait,

For you to come again.

e.v.e.

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sadafternoons · 7 months

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Meat on a stick

*

Reality

Is a sharp knife

That carves its way

Through the layers

*

Till it has quartered, diced and prepared

Everything

That has been sacrificed

For human consumption

*

And I stand there and watch

As you take your time

Deciding

Which would be the most succulent

*

And I see you

Struggle

With the weight of the decision

That you cannot take

*

And I know

I am no longer interested

In waiting for you to choose me

Like the meat on a stick

*

That has

Surrendered

To the reality of its

Consumption

*

And is waiting for you

To assign it a spot

In the feast you have prepared

To grace your table.

*

16.09.2023

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persephoneshellhounds · 2 years

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Six of Cups

“i set my deadfall hands on fire — swallow the ashes,” i wrote and laughed as these words turned black with rot

in two months,

i am no longer inside the skin burning away vividly at the feet of the sun god. i am not a body at the crematorium with matchstick-fingers and gasoline; my bones are whole, pure, pearly, quiet white.

i have been holding my breath, waiting for the smoke to clear without choking. i no longer want to write about the flames and the embers and live-coal hearts; i put my poems down, my cigarettes and pitchfork and step into a gentler flare, and stick my tongue out to lick the sunbeams — they’re warm against my taste buds, like honeyed milk and hibiscus stews.

i am four years old once more, sleeping soundly on my mother’s lap.

— fray narte, "six of cups" || may 16, 2022, 9:10 pm

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michaelbogild · 2 years

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Made by me.

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kaavaii · 1 year

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...~me

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hopestillcontinues · 2 years

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I'm scared and hesitated and I know everyone's trying to make a good deal for me... Yet I can't feel the glimpse of glee... How eccentric and self centred can I be? To always want something only for me?

.

But are they really trying to be with me or just pretending until they get their work done by a plea

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mortalghost · 2 years

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Her luscious lips I kissed endless times while I held her and explored her as she welcomed me inside her, over and over again. The waning hours were reminiscent of falling stars and pouring rain, majestic in their splendor while dissipating in time as the world turned and we went on and on dreading the end of the day as tomorrow came and we would say soon we'll be gone and I'll miss the way you feel and taste.

Another full moon has arisen and faded as it did while I held you and you melted deeper into me as I became lost in you. There will be another time, another place, another season shall change, and even with the phases of the moon my love and desire for you shall remain the same.

--H. Murcia 11:47 AM 10/27/2021

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scatteredthoughts2 · 3 years

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TROUBLED DREAMS.

Hello my dear friend! how have you been?

Last night you came to me in a dream,

I had not thought of you for a while,

And in my dream I could see through your smile.

You told me all was good with you,

But I could see that this was not true,

Behind your eyes was a veil of tears,

And your voice, to me, relayed all your fears.

I awoke with a feeling that all was not right,

My dream of you, had filled me with fright,

I searched and I searched for your name on my phone,

But a number for you, I found I had none.

Now I am writing this letter to you,

But I have no address I can mail it to,

Throughout all these years, we have fell out of touch,

And my dream of last night has me troubled so much.

We shared a lot of joy in the past,

But the youth that we shared has faded so fast,

With just memories left of a time we once knew,

And lesser and lesser my mind thinks of you.

Goodbye my dear friend, I hope you are well,

I wish there was someone I know I could tell,

But there's no one who knew you, there was just me and you,

And our times getting short, the years getting few.

©Ambrose Harte

Scattered Thoughts

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n-ehpamoi · 2 years

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HELP ME!

No one hears. I am the last man on earth. I kick the can down the road, or, I try too -- It's so old it crumbles into soft rusted ash. And I liked these shoes, too.

LOVE ME

I scream, to no one in particular. The Stars roll their eyes, I think -- who can blame them -- everything interesting I write down, because its not for them to see -- all they get is to hear is me scream. Voice echoes off the rubble into the heavens.

ALONE!

Less a statement, more a declaration. The sun laughs as he burns my skin -- he's not being mean, he just want to see how red that I can get. The trees have withered and offer me no shade.

WHATS THE POINT?

Eyes open.

There are people all around me. My voice rings loud in my ears. My lips are sealed.

I'm fine.

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infinite-words · 2 years

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You lifted lost pieces of mine

from the streets,

I knew wouldn’t survive.

You taught me to

take them back.

I mean it when I say

‘You complete me’.

- I am a completed puzzle

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ivanymicah · 1 month

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— Franz Kafka, Letters to Milena

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heartofmuse · 2 years

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If one day you don't love me anymore, please don't hesitate to tell me up front. Dont wait. Don't procrastinate or draw it out. Be open and tell me honestly like always. Don't be afraid of hurting me. You will only hurt me if you don't say it, and stay by my side out of gratitude or pity. Do not worry. I will know how to accept it and with a kiss on the cheek I will thank you for everything and I will leave with all the precious things you gave me. There will be no objections or complaints, no bitterness or regret in my soul. I will always speak well of you and of the time we spent together. I will cherish every memory, every word you gave me, like a priceless treasure.

If one day you no longer love me, I hope you look for new horizons and extend yourself forward. Take me with you in your memory like a beautiful caress. I have faith that you will fulfill your purpose and I know that great and beautiful things await you. Live, live intensely and without regrets. Forget the past pains and just retain the lessons learned. Look to the future expectantly. Always let the Universe surprise you. Do not lose that innocence, that which you think you lost, but that I know that you still carry with you.

If one day you no longer love me, please forgive me for my mistakes and forget them. Keep only in your memory the moments of laughter, of beautiful camaraderie, of deep and intense conversations, remember the colors of my soul and the moments of your life that I painted with them. Remember all that I taught you and all the good things I gave you. Remember every sparkling joy and all the beautiful tears we shared, being so happy we wept. And if you wonder if I'll remember you, do know that you will always be in my soul, sheltered in the warmth of my memory embraced by starlight and roses. On full moon nights and when it rains, in Aprils and in Februarys, you will always be there with me too. And I promise you that on your birthday I will always write you a poem and hang it in the clouds so you can read it.

If one day you don't love me anymore, don't be sad or melancholic. What had to happen happened. You and I know that the only constant in this life is impermanence. Let the river of time flow and if it takes me away from you it's because that's how it had to be. In this life our cycle is over, the purpose of us meeting was fulfilled. We loved, we rejoiced, we learned, we helped each other and now we will go our separate ways, although it is not a real separation. You know as well as I do that you will always take me with you just as I will always take you with me, and one day the stardust of our souls will throb together again when we return to the crucible of the Universe.

e.v.e.

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sadafternoons · 7 months

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One last time

*

I watch

As you try this option

The one in which you

Live and work in Australia

For perhaps a year

Preferably less

Just enough to tick the box

Of family affairs

One last time

*

And in this while

You hope to oversee

Your children’s transitions

Out of the house

Into their worlds

As they all eagerly prepare

To leave the nest

That you built for them

One last time

*

And as they prepare to leave

So do you

Hoping in your heart

It doesn’t take too long

Before you can finally unite

With the one

Who is waiting for you

On the other side

One last time.

*

And I see it

All

And I know

I must be here

Not to alter this reality

But to live it

And watch it

Play itself out

One departure at a time

*

And even though

No one has said a word

I can see

The quiet impatience

With which

Everyone awaits

The moment

That will set them free

One last time.

*

7.10.2023

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persephoneshellhounds · 2 years

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dearest stranger,

i am too abstract now for my own good. i feel and hold myself, in place, in my hands and i slip right through like sunlight, like tiny moth scales, like the delusions of a sauntering ghost, like all things unreal and untouchable, like a madwoman, laughing away in her free fall to an unsteady ground.

and all the flowers are cheering in their surreal, psychedelic scarlets, and all the rocks are breaking, and all the words are failing to capture what i truly feel.

am i still despairingly corporeal, like paper napkins and panes of glass? am i still in actual flesh, now that god doesn't exist? am i still as tangible as this last, frantic breath of a letter?

am i still actually here?

bidding my farewell now, ginia

— fray narte, "my mind is an escape room"

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michaelbogild · 2 years

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I wake up, begin again, do what I can, do what I must and though these times are hard in better ones I trust.

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