She knowsI want her more than anythingI can ever desire,and somewhere deep downin her heartshe accepts my craziness,but she wouldn’t show,for she is scaredthat the day she accostmy madness will nev…
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She knowsI want her more than anythingI can ever desire,and somewhere deep downin her heartshe accepts my craziness,but she wouldn’t show,for she is scaredthat the day she accostmy madness will nev…
Source: Disguise – Afflatus
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What experiences teach us no one else can, provided one keep their memory afresh
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Let love be the disease that carries me from this life to the unknown
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dVerse Poets Pub: OLN #261
Senryu Why do we struggle with our communication Please just let me speak Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©
Source: Daily Haiku – Fri. March 6, 2020 – Poetry For Healing
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Source: home* – Chris Mc Geown
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“All roads are blocked to a philosophy which reduces everything to the word ‘no’. To ‘no’ there is only one answer and that is ‘yes.’ Victor Hugo
Words carry obligations
without signature,
though often the tongue has no
ear to provide even a
sound through the thick
distension of my lungs
drowning in ever increasing
viscous weight,
wanting to cry out,
the sound falling forward
into nothing, and
only self-doubt becoming
an anchor of irony in the
shifting sea of discontent.
©Paul Vincent Cannon
Paul, pvcann.com
poetry copyright neha 2020/ free image from pexels
Somewhere in a yesterday
she lost a smile
that took away the ability
to breathe for a while
for she recognized the lie
that had disguised
as truth, in her heart.
free google image/ poetry copyright neha 2020