Poetry
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TranslateThe thicknessAround your eyes.Smother your discomfortWith ease and surrender,For defeat to shedAshes to your toes. Dance with the deepest sighsTo plume from reddest lips.Give finalityTo each falling grace.Grab your basketFull of the scenery you plucked,To birth taste, from your tears. Drunk on sorrows,Amorous with your fears.Laid there, not curvingTo the unkind memoriesThat leave you open.…
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ConcealedStain, upon the blank shore,Where your mouth was.A singular kissDrawn to the sand,Crawling to the land,Flown freeFrom unfolded hands. Simplest imageryOf unbroken symmetry.Symbols of languageBled from bandaged hearts.Sickness and disuseOf bodies severely limpingBackwards, on a ropeTo dual helpless faces. You can createThe sentencesFor our distant recollection,Placing eyes to the falling skies,Leaking sin from our pores.By…
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White summerWhere stillness engulfs the spiritOf a mother, with her eyesNailed to the lids,As a casketNails her form to the earth. Weeping was all the worldCould release,Of rain, silver in its puddlesFormed at the feetOf those who dulled their sorrowIn bleakest disbelief. The kindnessOutstretched, from armsThat yet trembled,Laid there, upon shouldersAs if waiting for waterTo…
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Able to hear the whispersBlown from kissesAcross a feeble lake,Full of your tears, you onceHeld in broken arms,Leaking contagionFrom your ruined heart. It is the love,Purely the loveSwallowed as the bitter wineWith the second tasteOf sweet remembrance. Compromised memoriesAs faint petals,Long broken from the stem,Carrying still the scentOf something entrancing. Unable to resignWith the signature…
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Walking on soft tracksBack to the armsOf where you began.Eyes that look for lightIn the wings, still burning. To kiss your lifeBack into warmth,I will fold greater softnessUpon the hard edgesOf your mortality. Look to the infinite,There is not much to witnessOf the sun,When eyes turn away.I am here, when the clouds gather. Find your…
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Lost,Yet drowningIn the sparkle of your eyes,Holding wounds open,So wild, firm in bleedingMy aura to you,Hoping your heart beatsTo the same rhythmAs these footsteps to the future. Further, I wadeTo hold you, in sweeping arms,Never to scorn youFrom lips, made to burnUpon your mouth. Hush, my love,For the feverHas only woken youFrom the moon,From its…
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Forever,The feelings gallopTowards the moon’s many faces.Holding hands in a twist,Of dual thorns, growing the rose,Dropping the ashesFrom petals, in the dusk. Entwined, we surgeWith the fears, in the love,Birthing newborn oceansFrom eyes,Staining hands,Though kissingIn crystallized rain. SensationCurves about you,Beauty of watery Neptune.Of flesh I have sculpted,Of bones, where you feelVulnerable, in the ache. I…
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Wide-openMoons that bring coldTo the glowing mouths,Parted for the gleaming night.WaitingFor the face that staysTo see patience,Eager in engulfing silence. He holds a ringAt the same lengthHe holds a tooth,For a bird upon wings,As exchange for the sum. Closed-inSuns, with restUpon the glaciers.Mounted rocks,Gold that sways, in flame,Sequence of days,Desertion of night,Stilled life upon waiting…
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To guideThe quietnessAmong silvery waters,Of lily to padded stream. To radiant skinWhere breast and feeble armsSustain and caressA weakness awayTowards the cliffs where fallsDescend with wildness. Churning softnessOf a heartThat leaves graves emptyOf simple song. Charm the vessel,Of veins where rivers reside,Towards a heartWhere beauty yet hides. We lookWith faces, that speakTemptation to fascination,On towards…
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DebrisUnderneathHer grave smileShe has slept with,Bending her mind,Silencing her heart. Alone,With the cruelest memoriesTo seal life in her veins,To hollow out loveFrom her soul. Calm the eyes,Surrender the fleshTo keep the release, still frozenUpon winter’s stroke.A caress to keep her low. Walking through a curtain,Setting scenery beneathBathing majesty. Cutting oceans in halves,Sending starsTo greater deserts.…
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Remember those daysChildren never cried?I do not. We are two tormented dollsOf lost strings,Worn of our eyes,Stained at our feet. We walkDown dim hallsHolding hands with a rope,Singing the same songAs lifeless birds. Bringing winter near,Singing through tears,Reusing the same symmetryAlready shattered. Remember those daysAdults never wept?I do.
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Makeshift smileTo keep the moon from changingIts slow fadeTo a time without rain.UndressingOur warmth, to a stirOf lost hoursBled in the dark. Erupting sunriseOf a morning where a faceShares tears of remembrance,Showers coldIn the summertime. CreatingScattered heartbeats,Clashes of ebonyIn the haze of fertile white,Atop destitute kindness. Remembering wine,Of red puddles at the bottomOf an hourglass.A…
Modern Romanticism 