Category Archives: love

Betrayed with a Kiss, Poetry by Azzurra Nox

Genre: Relationship, Romance, Love

Betrayed with a Kiss by Azzurra Nox

Answers cannot be found in your shattered reflection,
But you persist to search with your distressed eyes
Carving the image of your wrecked heart in the corridors of your soul.
Dead days pass you by—because
Eleven-fiftyseven knows all about your veils that
Fail to heal your bleeding wounds.

Gone forever are the days when
Heaven could be found in your boudoir,
Indigo tears fall uncontrollably—because
Jealousy rips your minuscule body with its tyrannical claws
Killing you in its cruel process.
Love for you now is nothing but a double dagger-inflicting Cupid, who

Marks your flesh with your lover’s name,
Nails his decayed passion deep within your
Opium-fueled fantasies.
Prick your bruised lips with a razor blade….
Quiet blood whispers its way down your pallid chin,
Rushes to seek an escape from your essence,

Strives to survive while you just want to roll over and die, so
Tear his photos as if they were his worthless limbs
Until you feel his blood on your lips….
Valentina, you deserve so much more than this, had
Wished for so much more than this
X-rated relationship.

You had conceived him in your heart, nourished him endlessly, but
Zane was aborted, the moment he betrayed you with a kiss.

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THIS IS NOT A LOVE STORY, Poetry by Yosi Oluwatayo

GENRE: Sad, Hurt, Love.

 

THIS IS NOT A LOVE STORY by Yosi Oluwatayo

 

Can we stay like this forever?

Can I lay here in your arms?

And you never let me go

The moonlight looks beautiful

Against the calm sea

You hold me tight and

Your hands trace the contours of my body

I capture the moment before…well

It’s gone

You say the worst things

I shrug you off me and you watch me

You devil into a roar of laughter

I yell

You are the worst

You say

I’m are not perfect

I don’t want you perfect

I just want you and your heart

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Overcome, Poetry by Rhoda J.

Categories: hope, love, loss, tender heart, return, promise, loved one, lover.

Overcome by Rhoda J.

I tread my feet alongside my heavy heart,
Hoping one day you will join me again.
Though you only desire your misery to lead you
Not wanting anyone to understand.
So push through, for I push through
Fears do not hold me
They lead you along
A road that only you can follow
Drenched with calm I will Lay
Against your empty touch
That’s stolen my tenderness Away.
Walk alongside your reflection,
Your back shuns my shadow,
I draw near and you draw far
Closer to a dimmed moon
In the air of the still night
Like a hungry wolf searching the mountain
To pull water from an empty well.
With dismay, you will return
Empty soul and a strong stride
Nothing is left for you to wonder
But what was there plunged deeper
For truth cannot be dispersed
If it was meant for you to belong.
Reach inside and hold on
And cross paths again,
What you seek is what you have already found.

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Merry Go Round, Poetry by Aya

Genre: Love/Romance/Relationship

Merry Go Round
by Aya

Like an endless turn,
Our love goes nowhere.
The passion it burns
In this sordid affair.

Skin drenched with sweat,
Strange fluids come inside.
I feel a little upset
Whenever our bodies collide.

Wishing I could hold you tight,
Every time you’re near by my side.
Falling in love with you I can’t fight,
But my feelings they often lie.

Your memory they keep me spellbound.
But I’ll keep holding your hand on the merry go round.

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FRAGMENTS, Poetry by Melissa R. Mendelson

GENRE: Childhood, Love, Loss, Lust, Depression

FRAGMENTS
by Melissa R. Mendelson

A baby cries to be held.
An eight-year-old
dances around with a beautiful smile
on her angelic face.
A girl shoves boys,
who push her around.
She hides in the corner again.
She stopped smiling,
and depression has set in.
She was innocent and young,
but he spoiled her.
She is now bitter and mean,
and an emptiness has grown.
She almost found happiness,
but her life crumbled into pieces.
The girl is me.
She is now in the mirror
to remind me of who I was,
but she doesn’t tell me
who I am now.
I am nobody,
and my heart is cold.
I cover my face with my hands
and wonder who I am.

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Soules, Poetry by Ayah Aly

Genre: Black Love

Souled
by Ayah Aly

I have rummaged through octaves
And skin hues and hair bushels of all sorts
Searching for my profoundly dead ancestors
In women with Emmett’s sunset eyes
And men with Maya’s sandstone-like stature
Not quite unintentionally, barely efficaciously.
Then there was you.

I liked the way your wrists bled of tragedy
And our bodies’ scars wore the same timeline –
The sounds they made when mated as soil and seed,
Singing in like and ecstasy.
His-tory became our story,
Equality enjoined our platforms of persecution,
Preaching on justices that were as real as freedom,
Malcolm, Huey, Sandra, Tamir, Trayvon all wailing
To the verses of our Love-making.
Harping tunes that our hips swayed to,
Taking us left and right and then down 6-ft below.
To the arms of mama and papa and Uncle Ben,
Whistling “Grab you a pardner an’ promenade around”
Our hearts prostrating in submission,
Crying “..Hah-a Rosey, pin my true-love by my side..”
Married at last –
Breathless from the crimes committed through
And throughout our outlawed Love.

Knowing it ain’t the Stars that’d kept us together,
But the Biscuits n Chitlins n Grits
That did ’em magic things.
Yes’m always tol’ me that the way to keep a man
Was to feed him right.
So to preserve this raw infatuation,
You and I sprung from soul-food.
Realizing that Love ain’t Love when pioneered too far from home.

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Corona, Poetry by Greg Kanyicska

Genres: Fear, Hope, Hurt, Love, Longing, Distance, Loss, Relationships, Romantic, Innovative

Corona
by Greg Kanyicska

Those sands of the Moroccan Sahara that you
Walked, you touched, you breathed, have sailed over waves,
                                     Greedy waves, on the Harmattan wind
                                                                  To cross the Atlantic;
                                                                              To redden my
                                                                                       Sunsets;
                                                                            To redden my
                                                        Eyes as I walk these cold
                                            Salted sands at Kill Devil Hills;
                            Sky darkening as I look past the waves
     And ask the wind to lift me, to bear me weightless.
  Grains of sand flow like water at your feet–
 A care-free thought carried across
Impossibility.
Visions fade: this
 Sunset,
  Cold wind holding
    The stars above the waves–
       Stopping me from thinking, feeling
            Anything but the need to turn away.

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