A Hideaway Cat, Meow

 

 

 

In the middle of winter.

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She Swims The Night

She swims the night; the street is her sea. The street is her wave,
that clashes and eats at her tired soles. Unmarried women
don’t walk alone, so she dares it – whispers, Come on, breathy anxious
with wheels going round in her inner life. The troglodytes remain
shut up in their homes, rectangular mirrors smiling in their eyes.

Depression – 2

“Sleep isn’t just a sleep anymore, it’s an escape”

Teary eyes with Muffled cries

Strength lost and Hope dies

Depression

Painted by Me

“The worst thing in life is not  to end up alone, but being with people who make you feel alone”

Some walks you have to take alone…

“Alone in thy mind, alone in thy name
Alone is thy fame, alone is thy shame
A step towards the grave, Alone will be the soul
Some walks will bother you…But sadly…you are alone in this game”

                                                                                                          – Me

QUIETLY WAITING FOR A CHANCE TO BLOSSOM

By Charles Robert Lindholm 

She was hiding
in the shadows
in the corner
of the room
while couples
filled the dance floor
she was there alone 

Distances

*Alliteration Poem – Distance*

8th Oct’17  ~by Venkat
Dimmed doors, drip dreams

Dip doves, dainty ducks

Dewdrops dumb, daisies dull

Dates dizzy, distances drawn

Someday

Foamy water laps my feet as if to say hello
Wet sand crunches and shifts beneath my weight
Your sweet voice sings to me
Accompanied by the waves and shore birds

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I miss
Your body next to

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We miss each
Other,
Comfort in the expression
Of our pain,

Solitude

Sometimes alone is where all your answers lie;
Sometimes in the wilderness of your thoughts, you’re no longer shy;
Sometimes deep in the silence of solitude, there you find your soul;
Sometimes in the midst of your own space, you get to realise your whole.

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Kiss the Stars

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Oh My Sweet, In Sadness do I lay down,
Breathing One Prodigious Sigh
Upon the Bosom of the Darkling Night;

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I wake
Feeling your mouth
Drawing in

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It’s an ache
In the pit
Of your chest,
A bottomless hole
Where you belong
To fill and complete
Me

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They move similarly
Like we did,
Through half closed eyes
I feel you before me,
Liquid squelch
And I hear your voice,

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I roll over
Looking for her warmth
And soft curves,
A need to burrow
Into her
Filling my chest and
Groin.
I flail about

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Stroking her picture,
I feel her skin
Beneath my thumb.
Watching her twist
And moan,
Licentious angel,
Mine for the
Moment.

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I had
A waking dream,
Where
You were next to me.

Alone

Have u ever been surrounded
But looked around and
Realized you’re all alone

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There’s a hole
Inside
Where my heart used to
Beat,
A ghost lives there

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We talk
And I feel her
Wet grasp
Around my loins,
Sweat soaked body
Slapping back into mine

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Busy,
Alone, but content

Inside
My thoughts
You’re here
With me

Sharing the time
As our lives
Slowly wind down

Solitary

 

 

Growing out of a barren crag
Like a flower standing alone
Some might think out of place
Yet its beauty is easily shown.

The Cabin

Smoke lifting gently from the chimney
Curtains visible through the windows
Dusted, arranged and silently waiting
Memories abound, yet no one shows.

Should Tomorrow Not Come

So still is the grey frail man
On the edge of the wooden park seat.
Is he reading the book of his life in his mind
Chapters removed for end of life peace?

Dreaming Out Loud

When you close your eyes, what do you see
Life is full of dreamers and their dreams
Too often we get distracted from our own
But always they are with us or so it seems.

Without A Touch

Close your eyes and think
Imagine a baby’s soft skin
Something you can imagine
Without a touch.

Where is she? Poetry challenge: “Self Portrait”

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Can you the answer see,can you please

where is the person who used to be me.

I have tried to find her and searched high and low,

in and out but she is hidden somewhere I cannot see her though.

She was bright and she was funny always had a song to sing

A  job to finish and a question to answer her smile was electric it had a certain zing.