| I really like this mask. Apparently the owner received it from someone who went to Italy...so it is all authentic and all. Anyways, I have a problem with metaphors in poetry. I have too many of them sometimes. It kind of seeps into my other stuff too...So I will work on that. but this is what happens when I think too much  |
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LifeguardLightweight smoke rises upLifeguard
towards the ground of faraway lands where the surface curves
in a different arc about a different spin
your open stride leaves no mark
upon the barren skirts of distant sands till you sit on the dunes of another moon
So removed from earthly sins
in an open space among the winds floating on as you please with no constraint about a field
A particle without memory no sense of loss of energy enjoying waves of a neutron star
Dear, you are the life-guard of our universe
by ~CrimsonXxXRegret
intersectionvastintersection
expansion over space about the center our lives caught in trillions of giants, dwarfs, and neutrons in the skies dear you
keep yourself away five thousand meters in space waiting to glance upon the fading contours of our earth
and when gravity pulls down on me I collapse back into my space every tiny atom floats far away and I crawl back into my weight
and far beyond this warp in time you delve headfirst into denseness infused with the chemicals of our galaxy
and I can travel back by light
by ~CrimsonXxXRegret
DriftwoodWater crawls on an open plane To catch the sleet and slip away In the morning wind, lifting snow lifting dirtDriftwood
There was a boy walking here Playing ball with an endless sphere To watch the snow coil in dusk
turn sludge to grain
snow to sand
We took our time walking down Clutching cloth to warm the skin To see the light flicker dim or fickler bright
And drifting wood floated up over the sand Carrying the marks of a wreck
in seas abroad
We picked the planks, knowing
by ~CrimsonXxXRegret
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SleepwalkingSleepwalkingSleepwalking
Did you see the sailor set out to sea this morning? Passionate in his glorious voyage and afraid?
The fickle romance of thunder draws so many men to sea. In passing, he pressed his finger to the sculpture, whispered farewell, and stepped on board.
Feeling quite white today, I walk the streets with a guava in my hand. It smells terrible. The firefly flies in circles over my head. The streets are empty. Only the water from the morning rain is flowing into the sewage.
Listen to the dull fan’s hum. My father will marry me
to a man I do
by ~skyprawl
Little Computer Sharo ShayariJo muddat se hota aaya hai,Little Computer Sharo Shayari
woh repeat kar doonga...
Tu naa mili to apni zindagi
ctrl+alt+delete kar doonga...
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Shayad mere pyar ko
taste karna bhool gaye...
Dil sey aisa cut kiya
ke paste karna bhool gaye...
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Laakhon honge nigaah mein
kabhi mujhe bhi pick karo...
Mere pyaar ke icon pe
kabhi to double-click karo...
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Kal jab mile thhe
to dil mein hua ek sound.
Aur aaj mi
by ~setokaiba89
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Watching you fade and never forgetting
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inside this box is magic,
wide spaces separating one being from another
he keeps writting his words on paper
where they turn into instruments of a surgeon
sewing away, mending away
.. . tissue by tissue
his heart
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