Picture Poetry

Glad it was you…

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Glad it was you.

 


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Image source: Digital Art by A~I. R. B.
Contents compiled: December 29 2016
Originally published: December 29 2016
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Poetry

Feeling silly

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When he’s close
he makes me mushy.
When he’s close
I’m at loss for words.

When he’s close
my heart races.
When he’s close
his voice gives me butterflies.

When he’s close
his eyes find mine.
When he’s close
his laugh gives me goosebumps.

When he’s close
I want to know more.
When he’s close
I don’t want him to leave.

 


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Image source: Google images
Contents compiled: April 8 2017
Originally published: April 9 2017
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Poetry

Can’t get enough of you…

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Your lips are moving
But I’m the only one
who can hear you.
See, you’re a memory
Floating around inside my head.

Your voice registers
Deep within my soul
As the video of you
Replays in a continuous loop.

I’m holding on
To the memory of you
As tight as I can
Because I simply can’t get
Enough of the song
you create within me.

 


Image source: Google images
Contents compiled: October 18 2016
Originally published: October 19 2016
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Uncategorized

This is what I crave…

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Annabel Lee

It was many and many a year ago,
In a kingdom by the sea,
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
By the name of ANNABEL LEE;
And this maiden she lived with no other thought
Than to love and be loved by me.

I was a child and she was a child,
In this kingdom by the sea;
But we loved with a love that was more than love-
I and my Annabel Lee;
With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven
Coveted her and me.

And this was the reason that, long ago,
In this kingdom by the sea,
A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling
My beautiful Annabel Lee;
So that her highborn kinsman came
And bore her away from me,
To shut her up in a sepulchre
In this kingdom by the sea.

The angels, not half so happy in heaven,
Went envying her and me-
Yes! – that was the reason (as all men know,
In this kingdom by the sea)
That the wind came out of the cloud by night,
Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.

But our love it was stronger by far than the love
Of those who were older than we-
Of many far wiser than we-
And neither the angels in heaven above,
Nor the demons down under the sea,
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee.

For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And the stars never rise but I feel the bright eyes
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side
Of my darling- my darling- my life and my bride,
In the sepulchre there by the sea,
In her tomb by the sounding sea.

Poem by Edgar Allan Poe

Poem source: http://m.poemhunter.com/poem/annabel-lee/


Image source: Google images
Contents compiled: September 17 2016
Originally published: September 18 2016
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Poetry

Night out…

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She looks beautiful…
Pretty nails, pretty hair, a pretty dress.

She feels sensual …
Thin straps, bare shoulders, heaving cleavage.

She smells amazing…
Intoxicating, fragrant, delicious.

She wears red…
Dangerous, fierce, edgy, alluring.

He walks in…
Tall, handsome, calm, charismatic.

He smiles…
Appealing, confident, wistful, engaging.

She beckons him…
Meeting, dancing, becoming entranced.

They converse…
Minds stimulated, engaged, entangled.

They leave…
Their night has just begun.


Contents written: July 19 2016. Edited: July 30 2016 | Originally published: July 30 2016 | Copyright © 2016 Moylom Enterprises


Poetry, Short Stories

One day I’ll be free

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One day I’ll be free:
Free to live,
Free to love,
Free to be loved,
Free to be happy, 
Free to dream,
Free to be myself,
Free to be appreciated as I am,
Free to cherish the warmth of those around me.
That day is today.

 


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Image source: Google images
Contents compiled: March 26 2017
Originally published: April 1 2017
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