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To me you're the sun,And you're right that it's fun,Now in exactly the way that you'd think.Like stretching out just right,In a puddle of light,With a snack, a book, and a drink.
The heat wasn't working in my apartment today
Which normally would be just fine
Because see I like it a little cold
A little cold is just fine you see
But it wasn't just a little cold
Sometimes I just want to wrap myself in poetry.
Curl into a ball so small you hardly notice as you pass by.
Curl up inside the stanzas
Cozily cocooned in imagery
Allow myself to be swallowed by it
nothing turns into something
im surrounded with grey rays of dim light
a storm cloud looms over my head
they catch the rain but the storm doesnt pass
my clothes are soaked and my mascaras running
Hello, rainforest
In wet season I write you
While the clouds pour rain
And by the terrain, I sit
I am glad it's very warm
Fallen leaves and autumn trees
A chilly November dawn
When dreams won't take flight and wintry whispers wake
A man sits alone
A room awash with warmth.
Tea steaming within a porcelain cup.
Quiet resounds henceforth.
Everything is looking up.
No people now.
No thoughtless phrases to cause harm.
I'm alone, yet somehow
One foot in front of the other.
Boots crunch golden, brown, red leaves.
One foot in front of the, another.
Wind carries smoke from wood fire.
One foot in front of, one another.
Because I love you, I will stay with you
When we end up far apart, that won't stop my heart form loving you the way I do
I'll let you be free, never to be caged
Letting your dreams be free to roam as a wild stalian
In the coldest Winter
you were the coat that kept me warm
Made from many patches
all my favorite colours
I trust you like the fire
treading through snow storms
With your embrace comes wisdom
i watch the hurried world go by
a somber and sweet sight
people pass with eyes glaring down
as the sky kisses the earth
my heart sinks to the bottom of
a dark and empty world
A melody played on the wind
Tangles itself amongst the smoke
Air crisp with cedar pine
Still cold while the sun has broke
A gentle lull of a new day
Rousing all from slumbers full
Close your eyes,
Breathe in deep,
Shut out the world,
Listen to the beat.
Earbuds in and volume up,
I lean back and listen.
Slow down my heart beat,
Expand my constricted lungs,
Love:
Human connection
The exhilarating feeling of being close to someone
Two souls, finding each other amidst the chaos of this world
Two hearts, beating as one
I could live without,
but I don't want to.
I couldn't start my day right,
and my nights wouldn't be the same.
The heat wouldn't run through my veins,
not through me at all.
Life would drag,
I am fire
Wild and unforgiving
Soothing yet destructive
My lips? They cannot be sealed
I cannot be contained
I started out as a match
Insignificant, quiet
But now I am a raging inferno
Around us is only warmth.
Inside me is only one sound.
We can see colors contrast,Breaking through our windows.Winter has turned to spring,Summer yet to come.
"Fireworks" you murmured
That summer afternoon
Wrapped in your arms on the couch
A kiss that ended so soon
It was my first with you
Beforehand didn't matter
A smile on my friend's silly face,
A warm, happy hug, an embrace
A child's laughter and joy,
And their play with a toy.
A simple meal and a chair,
A kind word, not a stare,
We are black and white
Light and dark
Angels in halos
Of the conflicting sort
I am the black
Hiding in light's shadow
Wishing and waiting
for when I shine too
I feel the breeze
A brush of stinging air
My breath steams through
Like smoke in the atmosphere
Your eyes raw
His eyes are like home, A warm place, A fresh breath of air, That let her know he was safe.
His smile is lovely, A sweet sound, A good mood, That let her know he would share happiness.
The confederation had beliefs quite skewed
They wanted all policies to be renewed
But the union wishes to unite ones thoughts
The soft touch of warm skin
Tenderness and comfortable smiles
Hand-in-hand with him
Living in the moment
Feeling of infinite and endless happiness
Cuddling and forgetting the world
Society has this picture, a picture thats perfect. Some are blessed with it, even though they dont deserve it. Sometimes I wonder how did I miss the drawing, its probably because im too busy in the background ooo-ing & aww-ing.
Once again Autumn is upon
Leaves are changing,
colors blossom
trees nestle into their winter shell
Year after year, I've always viewed things with such blind eyes
just a tree,
just a color,
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Willingly time is not ending, Separated are the hallow gaps of evergreen trees, A thin line of mutual grace, at the face of an abandoned cliff. Stands the breath of a lone wolf, calling to the premature night sky,
When you see light breaking through the trees;
When you see hope among the distance leaves;
When you see a smile that never fades;
When you see stars in the darkest shades;
The algae, the moss, and the mud.
While they could never understand the chemical reactions going on inside our heads,
They remain ever accepting of our presence.
Tales like foxtails pepper my mind
And I find that naked the wind hurts
But clothed not so much.
Looking around the world was like looking at a wound . So terrifing alot of pain , so awful that i could not look at it the second time.As a homeless child ,it was a disaster of life.
End of the day
Beginning of the night
Bird’s aerial north
Neither misplacement nor mistake
World at a firm
Streets at allay
Peaceful and scenic
A sea foam cardigan covered her beautiful tan skin
She approched me with no knowlege that I existed,
So I made my presence known in an instant,
The drone of fans awakes you from your sleep
And light sneaks in around your windowsill.
The chill of night the new day will not keep,
Yet work must start where all the blades are still.
