Forgive me

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We were dancing and jumping

To the highest point we could

Just to be closest to stars and moon alive

Ecstasy pumping through our body almost on par with our own blood

Love Unrequited

I wanted love;
Not the average chocolate and flowers kind of love –
I wanted something deep and intense,
I wanted long conversations about spiritual matters,
I wanted a lifetime of future planning,
I wanted desperately for you to depend on me.
For you to come to me.
No, run to me with everything that caused a stirring in your soul.

The Dance Floor of The Mind

Moods come in various shades
Some, cloudy
Some, like the stars
Others like rain
And even a few, are like the Sun
The dark ones, almost choke out all the light.

DEATH!! AN ILLITERATE

After The Power

Today's feature is a short poem piece by Adeem Ikpade II. He would like to hear the interpretations of this short piece from anyone who reads it, and any comments they/you have.

Do feel obligated to drop a comment or three.
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My Heart Has A Fever

My Heart Has A Fever 

By The Anonymous Me

My heart has a fever. And it seems you're the infection. You've infected my mind and now there's a toxin addiction

Emotionopathy - Grade 3; a traumatic emergency. See..... I'm trying to be free of you; but there's new complications.

I've got my heart inflammed and my love set on fire. There's a whole new classification and it's named after you.