Category: dry
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Robot
The world is a big yet small place Erased are the small desires To hide your face Cell phones record Security videos are rarely erased AI copies, voices and people Human Hands are replaced We stare at the struggling Trying to get ahead in our own race Till one day we realize… The world is…
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Small Thought: To Draw
It’s strange The new things that tempt the soul The compassionate moments that never grow old Holding onto tales that strengthen weak souls You made nervous love grow bold Drawing us closer with every whisper Forever near but far away You etched my name Onto the palms of your hands We are intertwined with double…
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Never Dry
Your hands fail to catch it Your body longs for it Your ears hear it falling Your eyes search for it’s translucent form Plants grow toward the sun And wait for relief Deer eat grass And run towards the stream Water restores and maintains the body It is nourishing Giving ease to stained muscles And…
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A Poetic Thought: All The Reasons
I love you for strange reasons Its the way your eyes rest on mine Or perhaps it’s the way you hold your hands As though they’re weightless appendages Your dry sense of humor And the way you laugh at your own jokes Your cynical nature coated in sunshine But most importantly… I love you because…
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A Fantasy
See your special to me like hope parasailing over oceans That hold tales deeper than tear drops That constantly fall from full rain clouds ready to burst If they don’t tell something See you like asphalt to me Harder than stone Black and gray like concrete You tug at me like a dog with a…
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A Loner Without True Love
One day, the money will turn to ash. Sand will form into glass only to break again. Wet tears will momentarily make dry skin moist. The facades will fade to nothingness. The sex appeal and enthusiasm of youth unexplored will dissipate. Smooth lips will chap. Tight skin may wither like autumn leaves preparing to change…
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Moisture Again
It is spread out in sparse patches over dry land. Growing and waning with drought. Stretching towards a bright sun. The ground cracks and breaks like broken skin touched by burning fire. Balm is needed. A salve could heal it but only rain from the sky above will do. Just like love, water heals and…
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Better After All
Is it okay now? Can hope move into the place that sadness once occupied? Let past tears dry. Let a clear mind be the reward for a heavy heart. Even in the midst of the storm… your dreams never fell apart. In the end, you held on to your ambition and completed the mission no…
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