Poetry
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Start fadingBeneath the centered sunlightOn your captivated expression.The world has not taught you to stayWith arms to your side.You bleedThough you never lose what is spilled,Except for your tears. You catch the fallen droplets,Like lost autumn leaves,Like one forgotten summerThat enjoyed its daylight,Before grief had spawned from the womb,Buried in the most antique of tombs.…
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Watch the leavesTurn whiteThrough falling debris,Of clouds that never receive color. I am the enemyTo my own sunriseThat never welcomes my handDrowned in the sand. Too many clocksHave broken for the pieces put together,Except the hands,For about, they spinIn idle hours,Idle tears, that never descend quietly. Love has turned its face about,Motionless,Calmly,Greeting the warmest weather…
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Panic runsTo then return,Upon a moment in sunrise,When the flies swarm open mouths,Lost in the wounds,Lost in the eclipseOf your heart in the moon.Your beauty is a dream without extent,Without a face,Without the needed traceTo this wandering ocean. Combined with me,You are the dust that settlesOn the reddest rose,Blanketing my scowl,Drowning out my howl,For you…
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Blinded, as I amBy the streams of your brightest lightOf a Heaven I knowYour screams cannot be.It is a pain I forgetBefore the face of a gracing love.Though, a painI will not deplete myself of,In recollection of arms I knew as a childWrapped around me forThe protection I had adored. I will not obey darkness,I…
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Water the ironIn your blood.Mix your tearsWith the sound happiness,For a few forgotten bottlesOf your craved sympathies.So much distance remainsFor your drinking mouth. Lift your dreamsTo the velvet moon.You are the leaf that decays fasterIn winter. Fresh are the lakes you create,By tears that leave swollen eyes.Salted are the oceans you create,By the toil you…
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Drip your remnantsInto my mouth.Fold your spiritAbout the streams in the hurricane.We have lost enough in our livesTo relive the old.We have spilled enough chaos in our arrangementOf a few messages in a bottle. You beautifulCreature of a simple cravingOf mine.You are victim to no one,Except for your own example. From my mouthTo the sand,Eclipses…
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Bleed desireAround principle,Stain the weddingWith your gleam.Shoulder the seam of your dressWith your sparkle. You have never become feebler,Beautiful sort.Your kiss mixes with the wind,Finds gaps in the gales,Discovers tension in the hail,Where a storm is there for you to liftBack to the clouds,Back to its origin. I give this gift forwardOf gentle possession.The man…
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Fallen arms Upon the blue texture to a shoreline, Recedes me Straight to her embrace. I am for the coil Without raising myself from the soil, Without breathing the ocean to a boil, Without misusing my steps in the toil To be beside her In the earth, In the sand, In the washed up land…
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You turnThe blue from the storm,Leaving me to grapple the wavesBy my hands,Upon this desolate landWhere the ripples break me. You churnThe waters beneath my crutches.I rotate these handlebars, slowly,To fathom your deepest apologyThat came riding from your mouth,When the last breath was taken. Like a church that never met winter,Like a lake that never…
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Can you lose the lightBefore I go onWith the womb I shelter myself in,With the hollowness I place my voice?Your tears stream a river for my defeat,Down beneath the crevices,Further down to the undertowingNature of these footsteps. I blow dark kissesThrough the ignited blue,I want to seek guidanceFrom something brand new.I shelter myselfIn a void,Forgotten…
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Breathe into me,Lift me from the water,For my feet have been drowning.Your dark hair,Your ivory fleshIs all enough to feed me,Seed me,Twist meIn all comforting senses to you. You have meaning to your eyes,A gleam to your gaze.Kiss me with all the radiance of this forgotten world,Filled with flames,Smothered in guilt.Branded by deepest sorrowsThat never…
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Madness neverReceives the soilTo smother its flames.Just a burning remembrance,Just a solace to ache the soothingTimes of simple yearning.Just a darkness to make misfortuneOut of something so familiarAs the sky’s embrace of winterThrough her eyes. Like two blue flamesFanned only by the sighs of grief,Unable to be extinguishedBy tears of a greater hue. Madness rolls…
Modern Romanticism 