Deprevation

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love June 22, 2018

Filed under: In Vino....,What it is — nomisyar @ 03:22

is soft
& hard.
another shot in the back,
what the fuck is that?

do you see
through
my eyes.

do you know,
my concern?

Do you
know
what I see?

deuces.

 

rib’s eye June 19, 2018

Filed under: What it is — nomisyar @ 21:11

eyes lost
to
(not so distant)
memory.

warm eyes,
soft eyes,
your
eyes.

eyes that
bled sincerity.

eyes
that saw
the truth in me; now
for one
more deserved than me.

 

easy June 18, 2018

Filed under: What it is — nomisyar @ 23:02

cold calculated concern
calms the nerves
and soothes
the uninitiated.

true loves touch,
light
and sincere,
oft goes unnoticed.

choose then,
that seed of wonder
nestled beneath your chest.

 

save me

Filed under: What it is — nomisyar @ 10:01

I saw
in the sky
omens
of change;
&

 

auspices
of hope.

in the emptiness
of that black
night
sky,
I saw
a path to
freedom.

my eyes fall
to my toes
and I look ahead.

I take a single step,
just one,
and my
path
unfolds.

 

(most people think great God will come from the sky,
take away everything, and make everybody feel high
but if you know your worth,
you will look for yours on earth… – B. Marley 1975)

 

smile with me June 11, 2018

Filed under: Poem,What it is — nomisyar @ 13:27

freedom
means
your heart leads.

freedom means
love leads.

 
freedom means
never saying sorry-
to yourself.

 
freedom is not an illusion;

freedom
is
free.

freedom is your natural state.
freedom wears nothing,
but a smile..

 

-may the wings of liberty never lose a feather (J. Burton; 1986)

 

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Filed under: Poem,What it is — nomisyar @ 12:43

the caressing
cobwebs
of love’s fell reign
whisper huskily, of
dread fantasies.

yet,
there persists
a yearning
for the peaceful surrender
found
in nostalgia’s
sweet bosom’s
delightful embrace.

 

sipping infinity May 28, 2018

Filed under: Canis Lupus,Poem,What it is — nomisyar @ 00:13

Moon’s light slips through
time
and night
to touch me
and to
touch you
with whispered answers
to the
questions asked
from a silent place.

 

 
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