BlogHide Resteemsploypailin (32)in poetry • 6 years ago09:50oh, ugly, vile lover, your howling regards step foot on distorted pavement, chestnut wrinkles, freckles of golden desire, this awful finesse of turning clock hands, shoving crowds of…ploypailin (32)in poetry • 6 years ago09:42magnificent specklings of unborn light, shaken ground rules bitten through an augmented flight of resistant tears, she provokes a break of truly forbidden embers, flowing effortlessly above…ploypailin (32)in poetry • 7 years ago22:25indeed, in a quiet pleasant aroma of sincerity and gentle profanities and burnt popcorn. enquiring a fuse, the babe kind, where her great army of stars leech onto his lips. so, sprinkle a…ploypailin (32)in poetry • 7 years ago23:16dear fatigue, as stunning as you are, my honey dearest, sharp exhales and blurry headaches richen my burnt mood to deal. dear romance, blindfold those who cannot foresee, shut loud ones up…ploypailin (32)in poetry • 7 years ago12.58to the untamed beasts of rapid learning and feral pleasure, the ones who steal trinkets— glinting fragments of home, like a broken cassette, stolen moments of joy remain frozen in subspace…ploypailin (32)in poetry • 7 years ago21 : 11and we dwell on their pity; their loud harmful jeers. like lost seashells stranded by burly waves. the forensic thrashes shred us apart. or the fake immunities, that strip us down. and…ploypailin (32)in poetry • 7 years ago21 : 06so i remembered your name. it was unusual yet memorable, like the second dates that never even came to be. your breath was always hot, full of unspoken desires. but every time you talked, i…ploypailin (32)in poetry • 7 years ago14 : 20dark chocolate brown curls had never endeared such innocence as they bounced lightly with each waddle of a step. round orb-like eyes; how gently they twinkled. seemingly stuck in a haze…ploypailin (32)in poetry • 7 years ago00 : 17it’s me again, sitting here with blank tears and a spiked chest. the lavender skies; much brighter now, edgy wine glasses; cleaner than ever. like a good book, you become aware of…ploypailin (32)in poetry • 7 years ago20 : 06promises shattered, blistered knuckles, cracks of sunlight, they all appear at once. so the universe objects, he’s never on our side, who would dare to trust such a friend anyway? we lay…ploypailin (32)in poetry • 7 years ago19 : 59my foamy beverage is flawed again it has large swirly ripples light bubbles poking through the froth it is creamy and luxurious deliciously supreme magnificently divine but none of that even…ploypailin (32)in poetry • 7 years ago19 : 54flowing, slowly shifting between our befuddled breaths and sauntering play dates. grown irately, your touch became un-warm, disconcerted i am indeed yet, our strings beat in harmony…ploypailin (32)in poetry • 7 years ago19 : 47he smells like love, the paleness of a drowsy limbo awaits the dulcet cry of a flower petal, his balmy chafed cheeks and loud frizzy locks; —cast a trancing evil on the ‘other’ him…ploypailin (32)in poetry • 7 years ago19 : 41when the bemused sighs rocked and shook and moaned, a starving body had risen, of danger and cologne. harsh rips and tears lined across his fabrics, great alarms ringed, with ignorance…ploypailin (32)in poetry • 7 years ago19 : 31sung sears aligned with his notebook in hand crawled tiny splints by his arid windowsill had glowing coal risen from the heart stride linen and climb aqua, do try his rasp cinders…ploypailin (32)in poetry • 7 years ago19 : 25geniuses discuss immaculate inventions conveying weird- ass stethoscopes in an effort to “make sense of the world” but i shall argue for sauvignon blanc wholly to witness your glow, —kept…ploypailin (32)in poetry • 7 years ago19 : 20cover blown exposures, that of our senselessly melting auxiliary vibe, that earthquake of a chuckle as the sirens roar away, grounds him, ironically forte snaps of a tail bent the shapes of…ploypailin (32)in poetry • 7 years ago08 : 40it’s a wonderful lie to casket a smile chickening out to halt a frown it’s a brilliant fib to mask behind all of my cowardice pushing doubts away i used to love you, is that the right…ploypailin (32)in poetry • 7 years ago23 : 45lately it seems like, we’re spiralling in infinity circles with little chance of escape, or even a drop of hope that could disconnect us all from; this endless…ploypailin (32)in poetry • 7 years ago23 : 48she's dreaming of the time the petals burnt from a young rose bit by bit they wilted like the paper shreds of her heart ---ploy
