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Sch-ange
I will cross oceans
of thorns caressing
my face ever so
tightly.
I will let the sun
bend over to
kiss my blurred
vision away.
I will walk through
thick and thin
across the whispers
of dry plants dancing
amidst puffs of
yellow dust smell
I will walk through
just another fallen feuillemort
filling the world you keep.
Through thick and thin
I will walk
just to reach you,
even when I don’t.
Forgive the tears
for not being there
to water the withered
roses in my head.
Forgive the memory
of you there
eating the insides of
my skull
as darkness consumes
the light of your face.
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Literature
Dying with Living
The rain falls on cherry
blossom, yellowing petals
scattered on lonely,
echoing school
playgrounds.
I capture the sounds
stuffing them inside
a long-forgotten closet
scraping with shudders
of midnight nightmares
forever residing near
the unsteady beating of my
pounding heart.
Every damned dream dwindles
below every chillingly choking chafing
the necks and the lips and the souls
of the live, the lovely, and the lost.
The raindrops take refuge
inside the eyes of spring
embracing waves of
untouched waters
and the souls shudder at
the sound of dying dreams.
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Literature
Arms Crossed for Dear Life
Little princess put a stuffed
thing in her warmest,
most innocent embrace,
cold and lifeless and her
feeling like she was
its mother.
Deepest darkness put its
child in its coldest,
most devouring embrace,
alive and kicking and it
seeming like it was
her dole.
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Literature
Nature's First Green
I will never forget about birds
stretching their wings
the way we stretch
our arms
never knowing if they
offered hugs
or tormentingly waited
with casual angry flapping
or racing free-falls.
I will never forget about freedom
and how it felt roaming
the clearest shades of blue that
coloured the purest spaces,
or the little
black dots
moving
grace-
fully
away
never to
s
t
a
y.
Tell me when was it exactly
that my gold turned
so grey,
again?
Kissing
away the tears.
Blackening the insides
of those God-damned
eyelids.
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Literature
Black Is His Colour
Were you a Sisyphus, too?
It is too dark I can
see you looking back
too cold I can feel
you next to
me.
A cyclic chain of hills
barren and lonely
haunted by the shadows
of your memory
as I hopelessly push
myself up just to lend
back down
too dark it could be
black
as I look back
too shivering to hold
you tight when we lie
stone cold
underneath the chain
of godforsaken hills.
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Literature
White Noise
There is a life wrapped
in azure and sprinkled
with little specks
of light
twinkling
like the sea of stars.
There is a life shrouded
in cotton clouds
too soft to touch
without evanescing
wisps of it scatter
in graceful puffs
like stardust in the wind.
There is a life yet
to be discovered
a light still
to be found and a bliss
too blissful
to be true.
There is blue.
There is dark.
They dance and they holler
like fools
to the soundtrack
in my head.
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Literature
Six
Six was my lucky number.
My eyes blinked to the dancing
specks of light, and my voice pierced
through the echoing sounds. There
you were.
My fingers and my favourite
colouring pencils filling virgin white papers
into figures of green and blue
and six black spots attached
with thick, curved lines.
I still remember the world
before the darkness crawled in
and six became just
another digit.
You were there until
I began looking for one thing
still and warm beside me
in a sea of shivering shadows.
My eyes shut closed and silence
creeps in with hushed shrieks
always so deafening. There is nobody but
figures from blurred memories when
six was my lucky number.
Here we are with less and less
digits, waiting for time to slip
between our fingers as they draw
nothingness on stone that is colder
than stone as the dead leaves hum
whispers from the figures
lying miles beneath the brown.
Here hands crossed
two thick, curved lines
of one figure
lost on the edge of a paper
thick of age and yellow-browni
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Literature
Never
I look at the sky letting
the azure dive into
the two gazing holes
of my face
straight into my soul.
I look at the sky seeing
you, not looking back.
I will remind myself
as the blue blur swirls
inside of me that
your eyes could not see
me and the blue
washing and the blur
fogging and the swirl
nauseating.
I look at the sky leaving
you wandering some specific
place where I could never raid.
And I will let the sun rise
flooding me in glow
and I will stop my eyes
from wandering at you
looking away.
And I will, and I will,
and you won’t.
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Literature
winter's coming
the sizzling summer exhaled
puffs of mini yet myriad
hugs,
like falling feathers,
they danced in the air
tickling my skin
with diamond drops;
a haze of golden warmth
caressing me
continuously.
the brownish, yellowish
confetti forever dying
before they rested still on
those damp, barren grounds
harvesting secrets
whispered in the air thick
with earthy glitters
and cremating thoughts
of lonely births
and lonely cries
and lonely beds.
the call of colours
of life and childhood,
dulcet like dreams
so resonating, and
the buds of May
warm and virgin
from those curious
nostrils
all racing to reach me
as the hands of the wildest breezes
bend over offering flowers
and promises
of efflorescence.
but winter returns
in looming storm clouds
and howling wolves
for the water girl.
waving
gripping
pulling
blueness
enveloping her
in shivers and in
invisible arrows
penetrating into the bones
and lungs.
falling
a free fall
head first
sun-kissed, mellow, and redolent
into an echoing
pitch-black
nothingness
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Literature
or maybe just a hug
speechless
as my eyes
study details and
imperfections.
my nose won’t stop
breathing you in
as your gone-purple
lips busy themselves
kissing the once more
endless cigarettes,
and that gut feeling…
I have your eyes
– I won’t see but you
in the mirror
like a shadow
standing behind me
your golden skin
– I won’t feel you
just like the day
you lied beneath
a shield of glass
your ambition
– I won’t reach you
for if I do
I won’t exist.
I’ve loved you
to the moon and
back and
i’ve missed you
beyond the infinity.
can you see me?
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Literature
Removed
Falling down
my mental stairs
getting lost
amid voices
constant, ever present –
like tinnitus
while laying
strapped in bed
dreaming pitch black;
hearing white noise.
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Literature
No Alpaca
I am no alpaca I don't
keep framed memories
by my nightstand
or hang them on those cracked
walls with clumsy
stairways.
I stumble and I
fall and I only
know the touch of
my own hand
against the shaken
banisters.
I am no alpaca I don’t
need warmth on my
shaking hands I fancy
my fancy gloves.
I was born an island
roaming free in the heart
of a thick, blue haze.
I never needed a hand
to lead the dance.
I was born a wallflower I dance like
a fool with the heavy pitter-patter,
and the angry crushing waves
if I ask to.
I am no alpaca don’t
come.
I am an island don’t
swim into me.
I am a wallflower don't
lead another clumsy dance
around fire as the crackles soothe
my nerves and trick my mind
into picturing, framing,
putting, and hanging.
I stumble and I fall and I rise
reaching out for
an invisible hand
swaying in the dark as
the floors creak beneath me
as I
gracelessly
chase my racing thoughts
I am no alpaca.
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Literature
Burning Red
His most gentle look
ran like a dagger
all over my
tingling body,
and his most silent smirk
beautiful and haunting
flipped out of all the redness he was
and danced like a mad man to the rhythm
of my heart;
and I spent the night
choking my only dreams
to ooze the memory out.
I was left with wisps
of a sickly sweet smell
laced, stretched, and binding;
and a blinding glow hovering
over my dizzy head.
Red has become
my new blue haze
sticky thick, and
bloody vague.
And the burden remembered
to lift off my head and quit striking
the strings of my heart,
landing on my eyes
letting water gush and
dragging me down
in briny tides.
Now the world is floating
away beyond a
red-blue cloud.
His most gentle look
beautiful than ever,
and his most silent smirk
haunting still.
I wished
  I waited
     I withered.
In sweetness and in salt
a decade
in the desert of life.
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Literature
Adrift
The ocean is but a sky
in motion and less far-flung
sparkling with light of the
sun, moon, and stars
that hang adrift somewhere
unreachable.
The ocean and I
share the same azure
waves crushing and rolling
in our peculiar depth, and
my eyelids have learnt to absorb
those little specks of light
shining on the times
when darkness immerses
the world in myriad shades
of black.
I still hold the scattered seashells
close to my ears and listen
to the sounds that played
along the end of innocence.
The seashells and I
share the same emptiness,
waves of void twirl in
endless circles inside
ourselves. And my ears
have learnt to cradle the mind
with invisible rhythms.
Humming at times
when echoing silence creeps
and crawls stripping a once
alive world of all the pitter-patter,
chirping, rustle, and branches scratching
against fogged window panes.
I still see in the dark,
my only, lonely sky.
I still remember the world beyond
a hue of gold.
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Literature
L is for Leaving
I left my eyes floating
some place where the
blueness of the ocean
and the sky
kiss.
I left my heart beating
in some closet where
the dust that they shook
off of an old brown leather
jacket dance
in the dark.
I left myself at the grave
waiting for the blue
haze in my eyes to
lift, and the puff of
awe inside my chest
to rest.
I left you and you
left me, and we left
us and now we
found ourselves
lost.
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Literature
Abandoned Asylums
I find life in
dead things, and I
see light
in the dark.
The sky holds so much
glare and my eyes
have learnt to stare
and steal.
Your eyes dark as
the empty wells, deep
and echoing.
I find warmth in
the void, and I
jump into all
that has a surface
and a glitter.
Your love is not
gold and I seek
solace
in a faithful, poorly stuffed
teddy-bear.
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I will cross oceans
of thorns caressing
my face ever so
tightly.

I will let the sun
bend over to
kiss my blurred
vision away.

I will walk through
thick and thin
across the whispers
of dry plants dancing
amidst puffs of
yellow dust smell
I will walk through
just another fallen feuillemort
filling the world you keep.
Through thick and thin
I will walk

just to reach you,
even when I don’t.

Forgive the tears
for not being there
to water the withered
roses in my head.

Forgive the memory
of you there
eating the insides of
my skull
as darkness consumes
the light of your face.
The rain falls on cherry
blossom, yellowing petals
scattered on lonely,
echoing school
playgrounds.

I capture the sounds
stuffing them inside
a long-forgotten closet
scraping with shudders
of midnight nightmares
forever residing near
the unsteady beating of my
pounding heart.

Every damned dream dwindles
below every chillingly choking chafing
the necks and the lips and the souls
of the live, the lovely, and the lost.

The raindrops take refuge
inside the eyes of spring
embracing waves of
untouched waters
and the souls shudder at
the sound of dying dreams.
Dying with Living
Naked As We Came- Iron and Wine
For the contest: allpoetry.com/contest/2719736-…
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Little princess put a stuffed
thing in her warmest,
most innocent embrace,
cold and lifeless and her
feeling like she was
its mother.

Deepest darkness put its
child in its coldest,
most devouring embrace,
alive and kicking and it
seeming like it was
her dole.
I will never forget about birds
stretching their wings
the way we stretch
our arms

never knowing if they
offered hugs
or tormentingly waited
with casual angry flapping
or racing free-falls.

I will never forget about freedom
and how it felt roaming
the clearest shades of blue that
coloured the purest spaces,

or the little
black dots
moving
grace-
fully
away
never to
s
t
a
y.

Tell me when was it exactly
that my gold turned
so grey,
again?

Kissing
away the tears.
Blackening the insides
of those God-damned
eyelids.
Nature's First Green
For the contest: allpoetry.com/contest/2719212-…
I have not found the answers yet. If I close my eyes, I can still remember the night I started wondering about such things.
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Were you a Sisyphus, too?

It is too dark I can
see you looking back

too cold I can feel
you next to
me.

A cyclic chain of hills
barren and lonely
haunted by the shadows
of your memory

as I hopelessly push
myself up just to lend
back down

too dark it could be
black

as I look back
too shivering to hold
you tight when we lie
stone cold

underneath the chain
of godforsaken hills.
Black Is His Colour
For the contest: allpoetry.com/contest/2718903-…

A probably living copy of a dead one, with a very similar life pattern.
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Algeria
I was born in the midst of autumn in late 1993.

I'm INTJ. I write poems and sometimes more.

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