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On the days that we are not speaking It's wonder It's a wonder how i'm still breathing To tell you the truth, and on the late nights you're not sleeping
Frankie MartinelliPublished 3 years ago in Poets“1962”
In nineteen and sixty-two, heads that were filled with sharp numbers, formulas, an abundance of calculated self confidence,
Jahnney CantrellPublished 3 years ago in PoetsToo Big
Sometimes I take up too much space in the world. Like if the entire world were one moment I would stick out, awkwardly,
Alyssa CarsonPublished 3 years ago in PoetsCeleste
Black velvet, silky, dark, she moves between the raindrops, not wet but not dry. She maintains a balanced relationship with the shadows. Darkness gives liberally and takes what it needs. She silently pays each transaction, inhaling the void, exhaling pain -- spilling her breath upon those of whom she’s spilled blood, carnal energy vibrating gently through her long, wispy eyelashes. Calm chaos throbs patiently in her fingertips. With snake-like seduction, poisonous provocation, the young warrior stalks her prey unconsciously. The pitch-black ink of her gaze always leaves a fortunate stain. Slicing silence, removing reality, absorbing all, the panther woman smoothly sinks her curved claws into your unassuming soul.
Dillon BradyPublished 3 years ago in PoetsLittle Black Book
Everyone has thought about the origin of man. The answers have eluded us, that much we understand. So I'll tell you a story
Gregory T. PaschalPublished 3 years ago in PoetsDear Humanity.
I’ve been falling in love, painfully, slowly for the last 38 years. My resistance has been incredible, clawing back towards sanity like a cat up a tree. Yet I find myself once again watching the world around me and succumbing to something I cannot understand but also cannot deny.
Alessandra (Author of Soulphoria, A Provocative & Practical Approach to Spirituality)Published 3 years ago in PoetsThe Divine I
Hey you, beautiful down there on your knees… What are you doing? Who are you talking to? Why are you kneeling?” Spirit asked.
Alessandra (Author of Soulphoria, A Provocative & Practical Approach to Spirituality)Published 3 years ago in PoetsChaos
Lies don’t live here While truth can’t bear to breathe the air. Darkness mingles Amidst the nights light.
Alessandra (Author of Soulphoria, A Provocative & Practical Approach to Spirituality)Published 3 years ago in PoetsSoulgasms
Imagine an orgasm, the blood pumping, sensations heightened, the explosion a moment holding heaven within its grasp. Now times this by at least 3 fold – a fire roaring throughout your entire system until it burns forth and leaves a beautiful spiraling mark on the world around. This is Soulgasm. A sensation that brings forth exhilaration, aliveness and completeness. The feeling of perfection in the now.
Alessandra (Author of Soulphoria, A Provocative & Practical Approach to Spirituality)Published 3 years ago in PoetsThe Artist's Spirit
He threw me to the ground, so devastatingly sure in this action that he spared not even a moments glance to watch me crater against the bar. He left me lying there in that shadowed, stained, and pungent nether region where so many forgotten things meet their end. And honestly, I didn’t entirely blame him. I knew why he had done it, but still, naivety had woven the fanciful hope that in all we had shared he might have come to love me not for what he wished me to be, but for what I was. Now it seemed clear, as tepid pools of clumsily-spilt beer slowly soaked and wrinkled my body, that I had been a fool.
Topo MokokwanePublished 3 years ago in PoetsMy Everything
My Everything The single touch of your hand, and the gentle caress of your kiss It's only you that understands, everything that you are that is my wish
One Day
One day, I will be an astronaut and travel through space One day, I will save animals lives One day, I will find scientific breakthroughs