Distorted Melodies

She was always a little out of her head,
floating between the tangled vines
that wove themselves around her hips,
opening up for the light of a single ray.

Her buds bloomed early in spring,
and her eyes sang melodies so loud,
there was never a reason to break the silence
that followed behind a stunned gardener.

She knew not only how to dance
in the sounds of her madness,
but how to play with the lust of nature
to win the eyes of whomever would listen.

My name is Marysa Storm, I have a book published titled The Four Stages of Poetry, and I am currently in the process of creating another to publish soon titled Penny Poetry.
My site is marysawrites.wordpress.com

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Fear of the Times

this natural disaster
is bringing us to our knees
even those who lead
or inspire us
are shedding tears
losing hope
breaking down
not able to guide
the few strong
of us left
this domino effect
a chain reaction
to the unknown
makes us all feel
like tumbling down

#Whatdoyousee

 

Susi Bocks – writer/author/poet, has self-published two books – Feeling Human and Every Day I Pause. You can find her work at IWriteHer.com or follow her on Facebook https://www.facebook.com/MyHumanityInWrittenForm/, where she invites you to read her thoughts and get to know her. Bocks’ work has been published in the anthology SMITTEN: This Is What Love Looks Like: Poetry by Women for Women and in Scarlet Leaf Review, VitaBrevis, Spillwords, Literary Yard, as well as other literary magazines.

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Fountain of Love

Again lofty hills and  blooming flowers
I behold
The pastures lush green and grounds
All wet with mist and unremitting dew
Where is possible so much a bliss
Where beautiful Nature
Is graced with my beloved’s presence.
Her lips give a taste of honey
From eyes flows a fountain of love

Heavenly pasture is her body.

My name is Sajid Ali. I am from Pakistan. I have a degree in English literature. I am a poet and an avid reader.

Link of my blog:    http://www.limitlessknowladge.wordpress.com

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Poem #322

You avoid catching him in a lie
because you don’t want to stop the fairytale.
I wish you’d realize you are breaking your heart
every time you turn a blind eye to the red flags.

Of pain stored on shelves

How have you faltered
Beneath the driving winds
And sleeting rain?
How have you denied
What we both cried for
Under the heaviest torrents
And pounding waves?
My eyes can only see so much
Behind the tears.
Just a face or an ear
To gaze or to hear.
My love, with your bravest voice.
Come play misery with me,
And send more pages to the books
Full, with ink, displaying pain
To be noticed by the world, and its looks.
We have no shame,
Just ourselves.

As a romantic poet, I seek to share the fullest extent of my experiences in love and sorrow to the world, through each verse that I write.

Link to blog & Instagram:

https://romances.blog/

https://www.instagram.com/peter.poet.24/

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Passionate Heart

Hi, my name is Maria Teresa Pratico aka Ladysag77. I write poetry to help me process my feelings and emotions. I am an intuitive empath and a woman living with Complex PTSD. I have survived many life circumstances that threatened to take me out and dim my light completely. Having always had a fierce curiosity for the human condition and humanity in general, I write to share hope and faith while inspiring others to live my motto of “Triumphing over Trauma”

My blog can be found at https://www.emotionalmusings.com and I have 2 IG profiles that are @Ladysag77 and @emotionalmusings

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Poem #321

You are giving yourself out.
You put a bow on your head,
turned yourself into a gift for
the one who would like to take you.
You just want to be something to anyone
in order to feel like a someone.
Do you value yourself so little?
It’s sad you do not know your beautiful
soul is a gift that keeps on giving.