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You’re my hedonism Your kisses have saved me From my isthmus of sorrow You indulge my whims And I hang on your words Forever tied together
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
I used to imagine your face I used to look for you in every place I used to wonder what you were doing But then I realized it was all a waste
In twilight's gentle, fleeting hue, The sky wears shades of roses and blue. Whispers dance on theevening’s breeze, And stars awakes with quiet ease
By jameel Nawazabout a year ago in Poets
You look at me askance As we dance To the limerence in each other’s eyes Sometimes I see what’s on your mind But I promise, there’s no lies
Life is full of risk But sometimes I really can’t believe some of these people actually exist What is wrong with them
No one needs to know What goes on Between the hum and the song We’re all searching for a place to belong Even if sometimes it feels wrong
Sometimes you have to move on To find what you’re looking for Was it in the cabinet? No. The drawer? Oh well I’ll find another one
In the hands of tomorrow To bemoan the existence of what could be, The atrocity of what ifs set its fangs deeper into the present space of serenity.
By Hridya Sharmaabout a year ago in Poets
Which is the real me The one they see Or the one I see when you’re looking at me Distorted images in my mind Having never known what I look like to the world
Sitting here In silent isolation. Waiting. Longing for your return Expecting a call from you everyday Never more shall I hear your beautiful voice
The precipice of poetry that seeks redemption Callous whispers that uproar the fear in my mind, Bounty tales of my existence may cease to be left behind.
Shadows are nothing but hollow salesmen trying their best to swindle you into buying bottles of synthetic sunshine and books on how to make a silver lining
By Ellie Hoovsabout a year ago in Poets
