Without You

If you had a choice

Then what would you choose to do?

I could live without money

I could live without fame

And if every day is sunny

I could live without the rain

Even if I went up to heaven

I will fall right back down

And life wouldn’t be easy

Because you’re the one I couldn’t live without

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I remain free

my own lost saviour

a follower of no-one

sorcering a new novena.

©  Katypoetess 2016

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at least once a week i have a dream that i can only wake up from

by rubbing orange segments in to my eyes

the average cloud weighs the same as a hundred elephants

i think we should get awards for doing mundane things like washing and leaving the house

this way we would make depressed people feel better about not being able

to achieve the lofty goals of the ‘normal’

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Mourning doves are cooing

and fresh daylight sun pours into the window,

bathing the floor in geometric shapes and the soft shadows of our sheets--

I've forever abandoned the path that led to my lover's door..

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the smell of smoke drifts
from the burning mountains

your breath moving
the strands of my hair

new light touches
the corner 
of the bedside table
and tells me 
what i don't remember

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 “Gombeen Men”

 “A Smuggler’s Song”

“If you wake at midnight, and hear a horse's feet,
Don't go drawing back the blind, or looking in the street,
Them that ask no questions isn't told a lie.
Watch the wall my darling while the Gentlemen go by.”  (Kipling)

"From first class Hull Train carriages

The Art 'elite' -

Sleek Gombeen men

In Renaissance man

Hugo Boss

Linen su...

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Peace and dialogue are rejected
Anarchy with chaos breeds and
No-one is safe from the claws of fear
Demons with devilish or "divine" intentions
Excrete their venom, make their motives clear
Milton gave us the word in Paradise Lost, an
Odious capital in the midst of Hell
Nearing beauty in its simple concept, but how to fight it?
I cannot tell, there's
Unease and violence in the maelstrom, ...

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Choose your topic. The less you know someone the better (worse) it will be. 

Write about what intrigues you about them. Avoid describing physical features like her eyes or hair. Be attentive to peculiar details if you must talk about features,  say you like the creases in his knuckles or her raw chewed fingernails. 

Since you've spent little to no time together, extract every drop of meaning...

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On its way to next
By an era of rest
Makes the monster loiter
And hence birth of another text

Its sacred and curved hair
Wrinkled face to its phantom dear
A height of goddess feet of deer
All these are of a lady who is out
Of a phantom’s care

A fleshless bony fairy child
An aimless lovely feathery wild
Spotted green and yellow yet pink is mild
She, the fairy lady on ...

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The daytime creeps upon me

I see it and walk towards

I have been waiting for her 

But it burns to love

She fades to black

My fury inside

My darkness of soul

I realise the truth

But feel no sorrow

And in the beginning of life

The universe said

You are the night

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you would not believe how easy it is to break a mirror!
and we're not talking the ones that you see in the clearance sections at stores,
we're talking about the mirror that shows you how you think about yourself.

this mirror is one made of a very special glass,
one that comes in all different shapes and sizes for every person,
one that is very often...fragile.

a child often begins their ...

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Poetry springs in the atmosphere when a singer sings in tune,

And the instrument is played with rhythm and rhyme.

It is poetry when a child in cradle innocently smiles,

It can also be seen in love filled mother’s eyes,

Or in the eyes of a beloved,

On the first day of married life,

Poetry is in truth and truthful ways,

Poetry shudders from crime.

It is poetry when you cook ...

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Still at shore with the weight of gaffes around my dreams

Afraid to set a course

At odds with all but how it seems

Perception sits on the thrown of what is

What is not cannot stand to the claims of what should be

With demise almost a certainty

Almost - becomes the theme that moves me

Fastened to procrastination

Circumventing the truth

Giving ear to assumptions

Off the...

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Gentle morning haze

Filters hesitant sunlight

Promised radiance

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incisive    divisive    decisive

live by the knife

the power of the blade

then consider

cut flowers forever laid.

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When you are here and we laugh.  When a new aspect of your personality and charm shows itself and dances before my eyes, amazing and original.  When you teach me more than i could ever teach you, reminding me again and again that i must always support you to be yourself and never to be an extension of me.

When you are here and I listen to you when you are unaware, when your mind creates and exp...

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28 is the date I hate 

cuz she left 

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(Back by popular request, my mankini)

Look what they done to my thong, Ma

Look what they done to my thong, Ma

The posing pouch is very small, the waistband very long, Ma

Look what they done to my thong.

I can’t buy clothes off the shelves, Ma

I can’t buy clothes off the shelves, Ma

I need my basque in XOS and high heels in size 12, Ma

I can’t buy clothes off the s...

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For twelve glorious years

You were a member of the family

The highs and lows you were there to see

A constant delight and companion to everybody

The day has come for a last goodbye

All we can do is sit and cry

Unconditional love and affection

Was always yours to give for free

I smile and recall the joy on the face of thee

When you frolicked as a puppy by the sea

...

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Back then when music exceeded my means

I found a solution: the second-hand

reel-to-reel I picked up at a snip –

a Philips most likely or maybe a Grundig,

some brand I thought would last.

Its clickety counter gave no insight

into the digital age. It couldn’t remember

or shuffle a thing. Pre-CD and pre-cassette,

it lacked a remote or any inkling

of the bells and whist...

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30 plus years buying sanitary ware

and now I over-spend on medication;                       

a two-synth twin script                                              

reproducing oomph

that my over-worked ovaries

depleted.

30 plus years paying too much tax

on tampax, panty pads,          

and now I get to shell out                                                     ...

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The Girl who will never care!
But it is tempting cause it's rare. 
She could be sweet, rough or adoring,
but for sure she can't be boring.
Her body is hot and you are caught
in Her smile, in Her style.
She is everything you're not,
with Her stands comma, where should dot.  
Love is a game and there is no rules,
but be aware of molecules. 
They can fuck up things a bit,
the Girl can also...

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First steps on planet Mars for Mister Fantismo
Having travelled for long to watch destination
Alone on this journey with huge motivation
For this rightful owner, solo without Gizmo

Entering this spaceship, shrinking Earth left behind
Hoping to find lifeform, these little green Martians
That will have great power to grow alien gardens
To feed desert planet and advance this small kind

Th...

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Siloute of my dear love
Be it true
Or is it was
Siloute of my dear love
Here's my hearts letter
Bleeding hearts poem
I wrote with intentions
Of keeping you home
I'd love to convince you
Day after day
How your loves fading
Fading away
But I won't let it
Be it now known
Because I know you will regret it
When your alone
It's so hard to make you see
That my world it stops
When your w...

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do we all hide behind a false sense of security? if its your hair, youd never dare cut it off because how ugly theyd think you look. if its a boy, you give all your love to him and if he ever left you, you swore youd leave yourself too. if its your substance of choice, that makes you feel like you can be anything but ones you crash its a nightmare. you feel like someone took your heart and began g...

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Between the beautiful sky & me.

There is so much of tranquility..

My lips are sealed. but, mind calls out loud.

Distant it appears as though beautiful sea touches the sky..

I wonder if they really meet?

Between the beautiful sky and me

with the sand under my feet

Silence..But discussion does not stop between my mind & heart

Between the beautiful sky & me.

In the quiet ev...

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Is the high worth the pain?

Or for the sunshine is the rain?

Stuck between this world and yours,

Both of my feet in different doors.

Quiet and desolate desert night,

My soul thirsts for your love's light

Restless and weary as I lay, Far away, Far away.

The whistling wind and blowing breeze,

The moon, it sets my mind at ease

The sun radiates through my soul,

Warming wh...

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I long to feel your breath against my lips once more, to wake up to your scent embedded in my pillows 

I miss the way you rub on my belly and smooth out my eyebrows and kiss me on my forehead while we lay in bed

You are always on my mind

I ache to be the first one you think of when you open your eyes and your last thought before you close them

I yearn to be what I am not , it's time I ...

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Forlorn, alone, bewildered, and un-respected
(Apart from foreign faces with foreign voices)
She passed away ,and never quite suspected
That all was due to her faith in female choices.
 

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To Dust

How I walk, 
How I stumble, fall 
Then gather my senses,
Get up and stride again,
     only,
     only,
Now I see the dead before me,
Slouching, crawling,
Staring and vacant,
Their last look of fear
Tells all; Quatermass
Be once again upon us.

Ghosts,
Ghosts of Mars extinguish
All life, and I see them too,
The same vacant look upon
A grotesque and disfigured face,
A...

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the gun’s the ruler on the street

a right to bare the sheep preach

tyres screech, a siren sounds

another discharge of several rounds

as another life just ebbs away

a sad commodity of life today

adding to the grim statistics

of lives eroded by ballistics

guns are easy to obtain

to commit a family to the pain

of the taking of another's life

of a parent, child, husban...

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To catch a Rainbow.

Appears in all of the colours.

Grips for a moment.

Mesmerised as the

skylight fills up

through beautiful bands.

But have you gazed 

long enough?

By chance,

as the bow grows duller.

Surrendering to the moody clouds,

Swallowing...

Penetrating the beam of

Joy.

Almost like a chance meet.

Fate...

From a bashful greet.

Ship wrecked m...

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From nothing to everything

From nothing to existence 

From existing to living life

From living life to losing yourself

But what for 

For who not you 

Its for the person who didn't understand you

It was for the person who wanted take your soul

Take your soul and paint it black

Take your heart sell it, and now you cant get it back 

Live for you and no one else 

Becau...

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I am a beauty, with scars and bruises,
A beauty born with countless abuses
I am a woman, who knows the art,
A woman who is sold on kart.

I am a goddess, who is worshipped thoroughly,
A goddess who is beaten regularly
I am a lady, who is dressed beautifully,
A lady with torn clothes that explains her sarcastically.

I am a Queen, crowned and ornamented,
A Queen, with charred lips and ey...

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Fetch the scissors
Bring the knife too
I've found something 
for me to do

Watch the blood drip
Make a red puddle
They all seem to judge
Without knowing the struggle

If they can all hurt me
I can hurt me too
I feel like I deserve it anyway,
That's why I do what I do

"Attention seeker"
That's what they label me
But they don't know
What I have to see

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I tried so hard Seems I was never dealt an easy card Growing up without you there Always longing for your presence Holding you near Desperate for attention, begging for affection Maybe it had nothing to do with me All just a construed misconception Maybe it had nothing to do with me See-through, I see through you No more hiding, I always knew Stop pushing me away I've always loved you, I'm here to...

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My bedroom

         Is upstairs

          Yet every day

               My aching feet

                        My tired legs

                          Have to climb

                              To lift themselves

                                    As I stretch and yawn

                                            Shaky and troubled

                                       ...

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Aisa hamesha jaruri nahi k hamesha pehla pyar hi saccha aur aakhri ho jindangi me kabhi kabhi kisi dusare k bhi aane se bikhari jindagi savar sakti hai….. aisahi kuch sunana chahati hu…..

                                                              TERE AANE SE

Bita hua kal Bhulana itna aasan na tha mere liye, par aasan hone laga hai tere aane se….

Bohot dino se meri muskan bhi to chhip ...

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Mentally elevated

While being spiritually inclined. 

Brain power increases, 

With a simple boost from the mind. 

Mastering heights, 

That only you can understand. 

Breaking through barriers, 

and overcoming obstacles

All while following your dreams. 

Having faith, 

while believing in the most high. 

Lifted in such a way, 

that your thoughts are free, 

Yet the...

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The cold wind blows the leaves from the trees

The dark clouds roll in and hide the sun

The animals seek shelter as they sense the storm approaches 

The angles laugh as they watch...

If only these mere mortals only knew

This storm is not one to hide from it should be embraced 

As the it will bring change with its devastation 

Everyone and everything is scared ...but the rebuild...

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Walking

0300 Zulu

Beer wine whiskey

You there

On that wall

Leaning

Waiting

For what

 Closer

Look at me

I’ll hurt you

Fucker

I’ll break your legs

Look at me

Fucker

Ah your here

Your girlfriend

Was behind the 

Wall

Fucker

Thats ok then

Don’t look 

At me

Keep walking.

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When anyone says that word

it hits the wall I keep up for protection.

It slides down succumbing to the flames;

but when you spew that unwanted word

it flies to old heights.

Over the wll, crashing down on me.

Fills my being with the weight of a thousand rocks

pushing down on my soul.

I never wanted to heart that word again:

"beautiful".

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Faithful moon
You're still there
Even when
I despair

Faithful moon
Shining bright
Telling me to
Hold on tight.

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There's a quiet tick tick

Tick tock

There's a quiet sound of cars in the distance

The air is warm but there's a slight breeze through the window that is refreshingly cooling 

I can feel it on my thigh

I've got one eye closed as I squint at my phone and write this poem

Is it a poem? What is a poem? 

I feel like a fake
A plastic poet
Making it up as he goes along
Wanting to w...

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We know you want Jeremy Corbyn

but we don’t give a shit,

you must have one of us instead

so we’ve chosen Owen Smith.

We acted unconstitutionally

but that don’t really matter

as we care not for democracy

and we’re learning all the patter,

using double-speak in the press

because they’re all on our side.

The Tories don’t want Corbyn,

in fact, they’re terrified.

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Hypocrisy....

Betrayal....

That is what I see

When I started growing up

The hard of life...

Making them forgot who really they are

Fearing makes them became wild

Fearing of starving

Fearing of poverty

Beyond the world is not as beautiful as you can imagine

The most precious thing is if we always be grateful

Be grateful for what we have

Life must be gra...

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Today we painted the shop door My dad and me.

I arrived early and started without him. Just after he arrives hangs up the bag mum has sent him with, hangs his coat and he’s ready to start.

Tall and dark as ever, tanned and clean shaven. When I think about him he always has a mustache although that went years ago along with the white cotton socks he always used to wear, a throw back to the 50...

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This world is crap and I don't know how to deal with
The people living on it
There is no way to make a change when every time you try
There is a gun or trap aiming at you waiting for you to die
I can't get anywhere for it to be a safe place
The world is always filled with hate
The world is always filled with betrayal
The world is fake
And along with a lot of people that are on it
Life can...

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I remember the late nights I lay awake thinking about you.

Your smile
Your eyes
Your hair

The way you looked at me when I was heavily intoxicated.
You were laughing.
Not the “I’m sorry for you laughing”
But the genuine laughing.

(With a smile that could light up the world)

The memory makes me think we dated
But that’s a silly thought.
So many of my thoughts surrounded you.
It w...

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She is silent.
She is the breeze through the trees.
She is the moisture in the air.
She is the pause before a first kiss.

Still.

Her hands reach into me.
Pulling my insides out--
Putting my heart on display.
"Does this beat for me?"

She is temptation.

She licks her lips at the sight
of my blood on her hands.
Her eyes meet mine,
I am her puppet.

Consumed.

My mind does not...

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Can someone proscribe the global media?

A day and night, doom and gloom Wikipedia

That insists we should share

All the grief and the care

Of the seedier, needier and greedier.

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On two summer days
in 1945
199,000
men
women
children
were casualties of Hell itself embodied on Earth
the pride of a foreign power
raised cities to ashes
scorched shadows into the soil
all
for peace

Between October 1962
and November 1983
the World faced exinction
day to day
minute to minute
all for the sake of
the pride of two foreign powers 

On July 18th 2016
an unelected...

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In the cool mornings I wear Dad's old dressing gown.

Even now I think I can smell the pungency of his pipe tobacco

in its fine Scottish wool, but that's not likely.

After he died Mum washed the curtains, the walls and even the carpet.

In their closing years Mum and Dad had separate bedrooms.

Dad at last smoked privately: the fumes bothered my mum so much.

This was a major c...

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Your lyrical words are oral crosswords;
They twist, they rhyme… it’s a pantomime
The way you disturb the nouns and verbs –
Confusing, confounding us all of the time.

Are you a singing wordsmith, or rhyming poet?
Novelist, writer or singing man?
You’re so good, we all just know it –
The Picasso of music to the puzzling fan.

Your gravel voice was never strong,
But now it’s cracked beyon...

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i am a bad person, why does no one see

am am me and oh how i hate being me

im rude and self centered

i throw tanties like a three year old

i dont like being wrong 

i get jelous like a little girl

i suck up to people like a kid who wants money

and yet people stand by me

why do people not see how arogant i am

how immature and shitty

that my brain is so small you co...

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Returning to emotions
After running away 
For two weeks (or 10 days)

The tide hasn’t changed across
Where I used to sit
Once upon a time, 

Faint little lighthouses
Turned on at 7.45am
And turned out with a shrug at 4pm,

Compliance cultures 
Or moaning about life
Below the poverty line, 

Blackened chairs
Mourning in desolation
Grasping the lights,

Watching the sun
Leap acr...

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Nice July 2016

France, I salute you

You should never witness

such barbarity

You are beautiful:

every boulevard,

every humble, small, rue,

every field, every square,

every grande avenue

speak the beauty that’s you –

France, I stand with you:

with your people.

They are strong,

will withstand

vile attacks on your land

Your spirit of joie de vie

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"I'll write when the iron is hot!"
no baby, you use what you got,
and make your art still
in a mine or a mill,
instead of excuses why not.

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Journalists cower under the covers

Fearing the thud thud at the door

Lesbians and gay men can’t hold each other

As its sodomy by their laws

In a far flog place

Western music is a gas

Free thought toxic

And they want no beer in your glass

Books are being stripped from the shelves

Writers are stamped upon

Western dress frowned upon

Your daughter must learn ...

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You 
Don't know

You don't 
Know me 

Do you ever 
Have to pretend

Do you ever 
Have to fake a smile

Or fake 
A laugh

I do this 
Everyday of my life

Just 
To survive it 

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 listen to the sounds
Look at the surroundings
Nothing to hear
Nothing to see...

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Blue Smoke Ghost

A matchbox scratch

A flare of light

The smell of sulphur

A yellow patch

Above his chair

On the ceiling

A row of pipes

Hung in a rack

Saliva drips

The suck

And suck

And suck on shank

Red glow

In the dusk

On a back step

The aroma

Of spices

In the ready-rub

Scratching

Grey ash

From the c...

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The human race cannot find peace
Not even in death are we allowed to rest
We must 'look down on others and send signs'

But think of a place where there is no time
A state in between death and resurrection 
Where you have no thoughts
No worries, stress or crime

It'll only last a second
A blink of an eye 
But you won't regret it
To rest in peace, not in the sky

To lie in a state of ...

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"The Grid"

It s funny old game, 50 radios playing the same tune,

thousands of mouths,uttering into mobiles, all

plugged into the grid.

No-one s looking at the sky, their ears are gonna fry,

we try to turn off our phones,for that "special weekend".

Then comes Monday morning, we are sucked back into

the grid.

People march in hurried file,coffee lid in hand,

rushing to meet...

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There was a young woman from Hull

Who found poetry ever so dull

She wanted some fun

So wrote limericks and puns

To the outrage of all those on WOL

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My perfect kiss.

So perfect and tender, as soft as a warms sea breeze on a hot evening in  Valencia. It powdered through my mouth and nourished deep inside my soul. Lips so beautifully plump and with a life of new pinkness, so pure and delicate. The sensation of feeling them press gently overlapping onto mine, lushly moist and tasteful. The desire and profound energy that exerted through my bod...

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Where will I find you

If you leave.

Show me 

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Proust was right. Beauty’s meshed with Melancholy;
His aching arms circle her body,
Lustrous as a pearl, but the blue morning
Leaves him empty. Bittersweet,
Her aftertaste floods his mouth.
Today cherry blossom rain
Flashes through early summer air.
Pink petal bodies carpet the lane
Crushed under your four wheels.
Helmet heads in blue and yellow
Pass to and fro.
And from my impossible d...

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I am in east of future

He is in west of past

Far across the distance

Something still connects us

Time zones changed

© Juhi Gupte

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A girl that has no name,

which hides her tears before the darkness of the sea; 

dusty books, lonely places

or a chair without repair    

The girl who didn’t know what to answer,

that grew up within and put beauty to suffering;

elusive, distant,

a perfume in desolation

An empty body that will never be mine;

the indecipherable colors of freedom,

a hand-sc...

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“And to his rock be bound eternal; forever gifting man all that is infernal.
Bound by chain, suffering as the eagle’s meal; freedom bought by the one who shall steal.
Unto the eagle’s beak his blood be lash; to control he who shall become our man of ash.”

There’s something about the heavenly reflection of that silver-tongued devil which comforts me.
The cigarette pursed between his lips, con...

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Sombre words, rigorous debate, helpless giggles:

Poetry lives. Don't play out, girls and boys:

The moonlight is dangerous!

My ambition to be described as: "Never mediocre"

Sleepless shadows on chintzy walls

Kiss of life was full of passion

Pity it was only a fish!

They recede, like wounded soldiers, into forests

Swathed in mist. Mask of beauty, height of...

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In my dreams she visits daily..
With a smile on her face so lovely
She greets me up in the morning..
Oh! The look in her eyes, so revealing..
The way she looks at me is wonderful,
Who would dare to lose her, a fool!!

She never needed words to say I mean a lot
She never said that she longs & waits to talk
But there was something which gave me a thought..
She never expressed her desires
...

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Was it all real, 

what was said in the night?

Words sound different in the morning. 

But isnt the Romantic the one who knows right? 

He is the one who sees clearly 

that other world moving through us. 

Believe the heights, believe the depths;

it is the banality of the middle ground that lies, 

not the joy of the morning or the pain of the night. 

I must cling to what is ...

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Thought you'd want to meet me here,

a scion of Clint, Randolph and the boys,

a dirt speck on 1950s celluloid,

thought you'd want to meet me here,

a grin and laugh mired in static,

a rusty nail and worn-through rope,

a tired actor and a removal van,

outside, teetering on the kerb,

wash-and-go-and-go-spit-at-a-cat,

yeah thought you'd want to meet me here,

a long way fro...

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Ghosts to
my left,
Ghosts to
my right.

Ghosts in front,
oh what
a fright.

Ghosts all around,
How did I
get in this
Ghostly town?

I look at
my hand,
What is this
what do
I see?

Oh My
I can
see right
through me.

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My parents were Christian, Serb,

I remember the icons in my mother’s house,

The smell of meat on feast days.

One orthodox Christmastide,

I think I was nine or ten,

My parents made me hide when the Turks

Came to our village in Kosovo again

Looking for boys and women.

My father was ashamed.

He hung his head.

I pretended I was dead.

Hiding under my sister’s bed.

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My spending addiction is getting so bad,

It’s even driving my cats totally mad.

I buy everything that I see,

I wonder what the next thing will be.

Any excuse to go and shop,

I just don’t know how to stop.

I took an overdraft out with the bank,

Wayne is on the verge of giving me a spank.

I buy multiple items of the same thing,

I just love the sound of the till going ...

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They asked me to tell the Whistling Cowboy to stop.

And so I aproached and took of my hat.

He whistled down at his drink.

I reached out to pat his shoulder, to get his attention.

He bent a note and cocked his head.

He couldnt see me, and the bar was loud so he couldnt hear me.

'Quit whistlin'' I said withdrawing my hand.

He hit three staccato notes, all the same.

'Listen th...

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(Inspired by Write Out Loud's discussion thread: Poem of the Week)

So
This week
It can be announced Gong-Ka-Bong
That this poem
Is Poem of the Week
Art 
Love
And a celebration of the communing with our etheric higher sense
Amen
So
Let us join together
And let the blood-letting commence

Observe the cowering bastards sit on the fence
Poets can be a vicious breed
Almost as obnoxiou...

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This make-believe story I predicted in my head,

To pieces upon the ground does it fall.

A happiness once experienced -

A security long gone,

And a father I had imagined -

Now a memory in which I had created.

But, the hurt inside is real -

All torn up, how does my heart continue to beat?

A trauma of the past -

Why must I remember what I wish not to?

I created...

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I know you will never be mine.....

.but still a faint hope lingers in me one day you will be mine and me only yours;

i know you will never be mine ....

but my heart never understands and goes on you every moment;

i know you will be never be mine,

but my eyes never knows and see dreams of you every night;

i know you will never be mine

but my love for you will be forever till i ...

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The sad little man with the bulging face,

his sense of victory is Britain’s disgrace.

Voting out tolerance, electing hatred in its place,

by reducing complex issues into ones of race.

“The war is over, and we have won,”

says the phoney, slimy, suited hooligan,

knowing full well the conflict has just begun –

all hail our unelected pound-shop Napoleon.

As he soaks u...

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(with apologies to Lewis Carroll)

‘Twas Brexit, and the slithy Gove
did frottercrutch in dwarfish glee;
he snicker-snacked the Camerove,
Machiavelliadastardly.

Beware the stabberjock, my son!
The empty eyes, the robo-glint!
who fellobrates the Murdocrone
the Ruperturtle übergimp!

He pallerised the BoJo cloon
they chummed upon their sunderbus
emblazoned it with fibberoons
and ba...

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You are the color to my drab existence

Like raindrops to my arid reality

You exalted me to my highest capabilities

Like a tower that I could stand on.

You made me live

A life I could only imagine before

You made me believe

In the power of forever after.

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You never had a chance to see your loved ones face again . To be loved or to love like others have done . Our hearts and our thoughts will never forget you . You gave your brave lives so we could be free . Free to trust , Free to see . Free to believe to trust to be free . Free from all wars . So please let it be . This thought never forgotten . Just think and be free .

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We tried to right what was wrong.

But we couldn't hold on long.

We tried to fight for what was right.

But we failed under the enemies' might.

Pain and suffering, despair and greed.

That was their creed.

Freedom and safety, love and honor.

That was our banner.

Try as we might,

They won't give us our rights.

Exiled from our homes,

With the cold deep in our bones,

...

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Annual posting 

oooh ahhh

oooh ahhh

oooh ahhh...

aching buttocks

aching thighs

unseen crowds

unseen skies

between the shoulders

lakes of fire

stinging eyes

on the spinning tyre

calves and heart

will explode

grip the handles

eat the road

kilo meters

whirring chains

mountain passes

grassy planes

the body's racked

the body begs

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Upon her chest I laid.

Her heart’s rhythm off-beat.

The repose I craved.

Her lung’s breathing discreet.

She held me.

I suffocated,

My tragedies liberated with violence.

I released,

Her fingers combed, softly through my hair.

And then silence.

Not a whisper or care.

The beating of our hearts syncopated.

The tempo slowed, this cadence we shared.

She loved ...

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all I've ever wanted was the impossible.
We come from a species that bends the rays of impossibility
through the lens of our will and our means
to begin life in the corporeal world.

. Yet here I dream; yet here I writhe.

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