I am an explorer of the vast wilds
of Language, discovering Sentences
heretofore completely unseen
by human eyes, and
mapping the upper reaches
of the mighty, untamed Lexicon.
I am the innocent
the one who sits and waits
You are the thief
lurking there on the other couch
stealing my words
from the vaults of my mouth
maneuvering them
for your own bitter benefit
wryness: At least one person will write About sweet ecstasy And, “Hey baby, “You’re my LSD; “High on life, “That’s my girl; “That’s” –...
Pragna Paramita Mondal: The Wind Had swept off. Rust petals, paper cranes, yellow pages. The delirium, and a slice of time, somnolent and sour. The blood had felt the onomatopoeia, when it...
wryness: That has made all the difference – Or maybe it hasn’t; I’m not sure. I need to move upwards, Open a dimension’s eyeful And trace the lines carved In leaves now...
inthenameoftherose: Brick by brick we build our walls, Some are short and some are tall. When communication stalls another brick is added cemented by resentment and frustration. And in order to be...
AintNoNinny: you told me that you have eyes only for me yet I see you staring at that corvette across the street wishing you were with her
inthenameoftherose: All the best laid plans of mice and women Yet life has her own vision. As little girls we were fed on fairy tales But now as women we lie on beds of nails Self sacrifice and...
inthenameoftherose: It began with two for the road It seemed so light then the load When under the shooting star I wished The third came as promised ‘twas bliss Four we wanted to even out our...
BJP123: Lay down icy witch, Promise lost spell unbroken, Filled with regret.
BJP123: Nine and six filed for divorce, such a tragedy. Thirteen lost her beloved ten, a sailor out at sea. It’s been a year since the cancer took four, and seven just isn’t the same....
Provalone: From the summit of him to the valley of me, I feel the wind that connects us. Oh gentle wind, please blow harder so I can feel you: The only thing I share with him.
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I am an explorer of the vast wilds
of Language, discovering Sentences
heretofore completely unseen
by human eyes, and
mapping the upper reaches
of the mighty, untamed Lexicon.
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I am fuzzy and warm
with little blue stripes
and live inside your shoes
I have a twin, who is often lost
but we can’t do much
without each other
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I am the innocent
the one who sits and waits
You are the thief
lurking there on the other couch
stealing my words
from the vaults of my mouth
maneuvering them
for your own bitter benefit
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i am the boss
so don’t you get cross
or i’ll make you floss.
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