Enchanted

Eyes on you,
Then back to the paper,
 Eyes on you again,
Back to the paper again,
My hand pretending to sketch
What im seeing,
Yet is scribbling little poems
I’ll read to you
In another world

When you’re mine.

I’m Midnightskypoet/#Leon! . I love to write under a pen name because it feels nice to be visibly invisible.
Apart from writing,  I love music,stars,tea and soulmates.
Thank you!
WordPress; MidnightSkyPoet

Instagram; leoninksmitten

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To Reach Through Glass ‘N Time

I

Corinth’yun pillars parse.
The Bath-stone, piled ‘n placed, entombs.
Engraved reliefs entice – set-sails
‘gainst castle walls.

Arch o’er entry hollows holding
quartz ‘n ash reflecting flitting
momentary, time-trapped instances
of starlit being.

Flock –
wings abreast a covered sky.
The pane that stands between millennia.

II

In dark interior its shelved,
a scattered scene of lives cohered
about it, th’little bundle – bound –
of twine – entwined.

A ball, now thrown now still
now caught above the Ra-
resplendent sand; the shadows
of the children hieroglyph
across a temple wall.

III

I’d place my palm
on yours if I could reach
through glass ‘n time.

IV

I’d hold your hand.
If e’er I shall,
you felt it.

My name is William Altoft. I’m a writer in and from (and consistently on) Bristol, in the UK.
WordPress: https://williamaltoft.blog/
Instagram: instagram.com/williamaltoft/

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Quicksand

Caught…
Distraught…
A
Single
Thought…
Why?
Brain fried.
Love denied.
Stripped of pride.
Awestruck.
Cement Stuck.
Out of luck.
Stranded.
Branded.
Where have I landed?
Fuck the plight,
And this eternal night.
I won’t go down,
Without a fight.

My name is Jesse, I am a writer. I post both poetry and mental health pieces about my own struggles and journey on my blog here: https://oneregulardad.home.blog/

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I can’t

now there’s only silence
the joy of hearing from you, gone
anticipating response, no longer

I can’t put my heart out there anymore
to be trampled on
assuming motives are false.

Is everyone traumatized and broken;
can no longer respond with compassion?
but only reaction?

There was once such a joy to share with you,
and you share with me,
now my heart aches, my stomach burns;
tears fall each day, they are my food.

the romantic jumping miles ahead, even though only the beginning,
exposes his heart to be misunderstood;
pain nearly unbearable, crippling

who will understand once again?
who will share the pain
understand the redemption
and grace shining through it all?

how will I find my Beatrice?
to love and be loved– Eros and Agape?
How long, O Lord, how long?

Court is a writer who has written two books: Descent, Ascent, Transfiguration, a collection of poetry and Beyond the Veil a poetic fictional tale. You can read his other work at onthegalileanshores.wordpress.com.

Heavy to carry

Before you fall for me
you should know
that
I am so heavy to carry.
My soul weighs more
than
you could have imagined
I wear the scars of who I was
before becoming what I am.
My heart is so heavy
but
at the same time
is beating only for you
and

I hope you will be able to carry it too.

I am Valentina, a 21 years old writer established in Timisoara.  My Instagram writing account is : https://www.instagram.com/poetry_by_valentina/?hl=ro, and my WordPress blog is : https://atelierulvalentinei.wordpress.com/.

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Hazy Days

started my blog ajmwritesonline.wordpress.com 7 months ago, and would love to get more people to read my poems. I am 17 years old and love writing, especially poems.

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Fire

Tested.
Bested.
Hardly rested.
Singed and burnt,
The lessons learnt.
A pause…
Reflecting,
Inspecting,
Life neglecting.
Focusing on the fire,
Lead me to admire,
My hearts desire.
But…
So much focus,
Tends to cripple.
Consequences ripple.
I played life as a game,
But sadly missed the flame.

My name is Jesse, I am a writer. I post both poetry and mental health pieces about my own struggles and journey on my blog here: https://oneregulardad.home.blog/

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