I walk inside myself
I see the girl crouched over
Crying to herself
I feel the pain she feels
I feel the emptiness inside
I sit beside her
I draw her close
I hold her head to my heart
Then I let her cry
Nyx
I walk inside myself
I see the girl crouched over
Crying to herself
I feel the pain she feels
I feel the emptiness inside
I sit beside her
I draw her close
I hold her head to my heart
Then I let her cry
Nyx
blue bird melody
wafting on the soft spring breeze-
pink petals floating
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Brush of hair
aside my ear and neck
lips anxious
fluttering
along curves
I cannot control
You
knowing my swoon
weakness
undoing every strength
I never wished
to use against you
falling willingly
into Neverland
where love lives
on blue moons
and passion blows
in winds
of yellow tomorrows
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January 2019
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Poetry is an echo, asking a shadow to dance – Carl Sandburg
My sanity betrays me,
the vision blurred,
palpitations remains at extreme,
when your thought casually
go pass my heart
But you don’t care,
for I am yet another face
in the crowd
And it is not that I haven’t tried,
but I fail to words
to speak my mind,
and a wise thought seldom
support a frozen mind
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A glowing face,
a beaming smile,
eyes that reassure this life is ours,
is all I need in the morning from you
to conquer the world
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Sometimes
it is in the hoping that something special
something extraordinary
might happen
might be part of our future
it is this that keeps us moving
through our days
our eyes open
our senses
attuned to change
hoping that we’ll recognize it
when it makes its appearance
and then
if we see it
and know it
do we grasp it
do we make sure
that all of those agonizing days and nights
of wanting something more
something unexplained
something undefined
that we give ourselves up to it
with all of our heart and soul
and become extraordinary
in the giving
:
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You could be
an actress
a model
the well known face
of perfume
or clothes.
You could be
the spirit
the Muse
of painters
and writers
a woman
worshipped
an icon
a saint
a rose.
But you
sweet angel
are more lovely
more adorable
more desirable
more special
to me
skin to soul
than any of those.
.
.
© the author writing as Romantic Dominant
Art by William Oxer
Sands of the desert Golden backdrop of beauty Burning in the sun
Source: Daily Haiku – Wed. January 16, 2019 – Poetry For Healing