Poetry Blogs (Longing)

I've tried to write this

Fifty times over

Each time I get closer

But somehow still miss

I miss something

In what I want you to know

I miss something

In saying I don't want to let go

If this is goodbye

Then say it now

I'll give up the fight

I'll let you walk out

And forever

I'll miss

You

I've loved you like no other

I've never held...

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and then again I sailed in sorrow
a thousand times i'll do it again
in hopes that i'll find you tomorrow
in hopes that i'll see you again.

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The dead heat of summer
My bones are still cold
Walk through a crowded room
Cliche, but feel alone

Let him kiss my neck
But won't let him hold my hand
Let him watch me take off
Won't let him see where I land
Watch the lights going out
But never let them back on
And with the light of the morning I'm gone

Maybe blurry kisses
But not with "just friends"
Maybe outgoing calls
But not ...

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Cutting to the heart of all this longing
is it the vicious tongue you wag at me
or the perpetual mystery hanging from your actions
the contradictions of your possible state of mind

I see the hurt, I feel the pain you carry
and sense the urge to be desired by men
the flirt of all you do rings loudly before you
and against my better judgement
I can’t help but come swimming back to your sho...

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Longing for the touch of a soft hand

Lips brought together

to seal the one kiss to end all kisses

Craving the taste and smell of female arousal

The sensuous beauty of passion

Making the mundane a forgotten memory

and the banal a distant ghost

Moments to savour,

to place in a cherished corner of the mind.

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The sun rays shimmer
On the Hudson river
Framing the sky
Is the New York skyline
A busy day begins and
From a window in the train
You can see the bridge
That appeared in movies
And in your dreams
The American Dream
In a teenager the only dream
She had always cherished
She knows the golden ripples
Arent true and wont last
As the sun will go down
No it wasnt for all that
It means to ...

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If I could bottle up this thunder

in my heart and post it to you,

all those unspoken words would 

tumble out and you would see.

If I could lace my fingers into yours,

we could speak in braille.

If I could lie my head against your skin

and inhale, you could not fail to know.

If I could touch my lips upon your mouth,

and speak the language of eternity,

no words would be...

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Speak to me 

Love me 

Hold me 

Forever 

Close

Cuz at night  

When I dream  

That's you're sleeping next to me 

It s the best feeling I could feel 

Until I wake up and see 

You're not there 

No ones here 

It's  

Not  

Real 

And then the tears 

Of course they fall 

Cuz my heart  

Aches more than  

Everything inside of me 

Oh I wish you...

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my frail hands reach for you,

my heart possibly reaching too.

you are my felicity, 

the feelings you strike inside me stronger than electricity.

I truly do love you,

but I'm scared you won't stay true. 

nevertheless, I still want us to have a everlasting rendezvous.

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Oh, Pixie,
Pierce me once more with that joyous laughter
Happiness is embodied, 
But so much more.

Oh, Pixie,
Mysterious creature
Bewitched, longing for enlightenment
I serve thee

Oh, Pixie,
Soul that entwines my mind
Allow me to be seen, to be heard, to be touched
But how

Oh, Pixie,
Love

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Paint white over my eyes
Seal my lips with lies
Scrub my skin so that it may be raw
Sweep my feet and watch me fall 
Shackle my hands with twisted irony
Let me hear those phrases of fallacy
For I would rather have it bittersweet
Than to feel so incomplete

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I miss you away from me
I miss the feel of your bare neck in my hands
I miss your rhythmic fretting

Your screaming
Your singing
Your feedback

The curves of your body
Your wire
Your strap
Your tension
Your release

Your weight in my hands
Your weight in my lap
Your vibrations - your tremors

Now my hands feel empty
Incomplete
Lonely

I want to finger
I want to pick
I want ...

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By: Mirza Sharafat

Khushboo se mehakta aisa hi sansaar hota
ye mosam mere yaha har baar hota

tujhe manaana baar baar sirf hunar hai mera
tera roothna phir kis qadar dushwaar hota

tu kar chuka hai soda emaan ka, ehsaas ka
bawajood iske tu kabhi sharamsaar hota

fakhr e talwaar wo, qatil e kufaar hota
youm e ashoor hamrah Hussain ke Mukhtaar hota

tu haar chuka hai baazi Sharafat ki jung me
...

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One star and half a moon 
in the purple sky tonight. 
Half a mind, half a heart, 
half a soul, half life.

A pain so big inside, 
I can’t help but cry 
for the hope gone. 
For the golden round 
lost underground. 

The pain feels full 
but absent, 
present piercing tragic 
to me 
she was pure magic. 

A light that shone 
into my heart. 
I felt the pull so palpable, 
attaching no...

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Does this trip start in you
or spring somewhere in me
there is an urgency of need
I can't seem to abandon

Fingers on the button
clawing at your door, heart beating
will you answer all this longing
let me cross the line, trespassing

Calling by, I'm calling by
that ancient question in my eye
and you can tell, you can smell
that I've been drinking 
but you know me
you know me
you kn...

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Snowy night in
The early spring—
Winter heavy upon
My memories—
I see your figure
Approaching in the dark,
A silhouette in the snow
Against the lantern lights.
Inside, the house is warm,
Though I stand below the lintel
Watching your approach and
Feeling the chilly breeze.
The sight of you
After the long season
Of longing separation
Brings a smile to my heart.

You hesitate in the ...

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I have been having these moments
waiting for trains
pouring kettles
folding sheets
opening a window

I have been having these little moments
flicking through old magazines
in the off-license
glancing up at windows
looking out across the city

When the magnitude of your potential
when all the things you said to me
when the poetry you quietly dedicated
when the soft touch of your deft...

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If you called 

I would run a thousand miles

I would walk a thousand miles

I would crawl a thousand miles

If you called

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As the rain falls in the early evening
treading the yellow line, solemnly waiting
a little drunk, a little lonely
all too aware of where I’m not going
haunted by the ghosts littering this platform…

As she draws him in so close to her
he dips his head to accept those smiling lips
begging, O!, they’re beating to be kissed
while phantom hands journey all across her body
curves pushed tight...

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The voices of heartbreak 
they vibrate through the car
the voices of soul-ache
pour like water into this space

Next to that flawed, trembling voice
I lay my own
to that cracked and warbling voice
I add my own

That’s me
singing along
that’s me
singing along
to all those torch songs

The starkness of stripped, blunt words
fills the hollow part of all I see
the devastation of stri...

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I long to tell you all my dreams
And hear yours in return
Oblivious to the world outside
As we surround ourselves with words

I long hear your lilting voice
As you whisper words of love 
Captured in this moment 
In which there is nothing else

I long to kiss you goodnight
And run my fingers through your hair
To watch your eyelids close
Eyelashes soft against your cheek

I...

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Conversations float like dandelion seeds
drifting on some tumble-weed breeze
the words are soft and out of focus
bouncing quietly off these walls

Invisible vibrations pass unnoticed
no effect, no eye turned, no ear piqued
was that my name, something I should recognise
or just another wave in the sea of endless ambience

I’m not here
I’m not here at all

I’m back at that table
our le...

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I sit outside and smoke and stare.
At all the people who pass me there.
They do not wave, they do not smile.
Why won't they come and talk a while?

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did I ever say I was “good people”?

some days I miss the hasty shouting

the crack of fist on salted cheekbones

better that than the nauseous choice

of considered upholstery or designer phones

never weather appropriate, rather, accident

ripped and bleeding, waiting for some other

and days my head will fill with men of war

always in shock yet mostly in awe

a...

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They say home is where the heart is

and my heart is where the art lives.

So where is my home?

Art lives within us all

and begins an internal/external exchange...

a process

like humanity to trees.

We stop, relax, breathe

as one.

So where is my home?

First Contact was my spiritual home

gave meat and marrow to

broken spir...

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Star

Diamonds strewn across black velvet sky

Starfish scattered along the shore

Star shaped maple leaves flutter and fly

Star flakes of snow in the winter's roar

I miss you so much wherever you are

All I ever wanted was to be your

Star

Photography by Lisa Milligan

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Once in every while

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to see and hear but not yet touch
that which i do crave so much
exquisite torture to my hands
that ache to remap treasured lands
in dreams i have reached out to clasp
at last your hand within my grasp
then woke to find a vacant space
where our fingers interlaced
your faces occupy my mind
too deep for me to leave behind
shackled to what i hear and see
til by your side and f...

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Jameson  Archers Bells

Gordon's  Captain Morgan  Smirnoff

Guinness  Tia Maria  Baileys

Pernod  Carlsberg and Strongbow

Days made up of these.

Sunny Days

Silk Cut days

Silk Cut nights

Sand between the toes

Blue water

white blue skies

music  disco

Breakfast on the Pier

Days  well made

tailored to suit

Cruisi...

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