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the bearing braced walls shuddered, shattered, shredded not completely though there are yet seeds to be sowed in the heavenly abode drop by drop, soon in rivers, chaotic blood flowed from the structure's doors that now shut open rivers in abandoned arbitrary flow drop by drop, it stopped too Bloooooooddddd not the sparkling red glitters but just the no r m a l endometrium maybe crimson paint spilled on the canvas but more b e a u t i f u l n beyond this structure, not only has walls but there's this boss lady who makes all the calls from the entry to exists carrying on the proceedings she comes once a month to collect what is solely hers upon not getting what she deserves she ends up creating a bloody mess & chaos she is no harm, she means no harm she is just here to calm you through the storms she wants you to believe her, promising that flowers will too bloom, pls hold on till spring I have tried to metaphor "menstruation" here, stating the uterus as a kind of structure where there is lady (ovum) who takes all the decisions. But I am really not sure if I succeeded. Also I wanted to add a paragraph about how this structure will be a (king)dom or a fort(ress). I also wanted to convey more how it is beautiful n symbolic to life & not focus on society's prohibitions & perspectives Please review this for me, and lemme know if it makes sense. Thank You :) #sxm#review#poetry

Delightfully dark is my day Filled with a sinister sound At night conveys my dismay Something exquisite and profound Taste of eeriness and despair Somehow stimulates my mind Absence of these in the air Renders me mute somewhat blind Letting the sunflower bloom Hope keeps me really close Fragrance exists in gloom Like an evening primrose Sunshine while guiding my way Nurtures the chaos around At night conveys my dismay Something exquisite and profound #am #review #poetry

Silence spoke Through those bushes Beneath the dark roses Fireflies kissed her caramel skin lightening like small bulbs radiating sparkles in the darkness The wind ruffled her silk hair making her cheeks tickle and toes curl Moon hid behind the clouds too embarrassed to show it's scars Fragrance of blossoming flowers took her breath away Solitude, her only companion whispered not to worry Still tasting the salt on her lips and feeling the heaviness of her lashes, she smiled.. © Ananya #review#as#poetry

Lost forever Never means ever,After the colorful days. Somehow the dark spreads in the deep of the sea. It's hard to see the sea while in the dark. No more loopholes to escape from the dark to fly like a white insect from a fully black bench. Several times i rallied my forces to forget, Then it recoil like the Succession of waves. At last brain shed for mind and say to myself move on,stop fighting Let it flow… #review #sz #poetry

#review#aru#poetry Eye to eye, Tip toed on my toes, With fingers laced, you pull me close, Worlds collide in silence as our lips touch, At such moments my thoughts debauch, Curvey silk is my skin against you hands, In bedsheets of time, I keep up with your demands, From the sunrise, till the sky is lit with moons, The pale bright apartment echoes with moans, Your Feel melts me down, come carve me with your senses, How can we stop ourselves to commit such offences? Skin to skin, heart to heart, eye to eye, Uff! Your stubble against my thigh! Let's feel loved while being full of lust, Mark your territory on my soft round bust, Let's tonight be drenched in sweat of passion, Tonight, Teach me how to make love as a lesson...

I had a dream , a dream of delusion A man with muscles better and nerves more A suit was his only wear He held me close His perfume made me crazy I could smell his hormones that made me dizzy A man perfect than the word , have ever seen before All seemed a piece of fiction , time stopped around me I saw his lips part , desire spoke “You are mine , I don't allow you to look at others and smile” My heart beat faster , felt his warmth of lips on mine I closed my eyes to feel , opened and found lying in the sofa Although a dream but the man I want . From love lorn to a walter The man kept the fire in me burn I perfected fake smile , ambition in me spoke From bubbly to cold I made myself perfect than the word Perfect man in dreams to a perfect lady in life Adoring him to adored by all the men My life changed from a turmoil to utopia #review#poetry#AC

When the moon goes high And the fairy lights glow bright I wish to hold you tight Never letting go off my sight. #poetry#review#Kyra

#review#poetry#rune Me, you and the meadow Birds, berries and rustling willow Gazing heart holding hands Blowing wind kissing cheeks Sinking reality breaching time Choice's fell way too deeper Too shallow as tomorrow Far distant as yesterday

My love is strong whiskey My love is spray cheese My love is hard knock My love is occupancy My love is war My love is your pain My love is your tone My love is your nightmare My love is more than your fear My love is more than your mother My love is beautiful and It smiles like a lunatic Freshly registered in the psychiatric My love smells fresh like Orange juice, sweet to the taste And sour like squeezed grape fruit My love is rooted with Few branches For you and me. #poetry#review#AR

BRUISED For if I told you that I love you Anywhere but in my poetry Coz I know my pen Would Slip Away And It would too Give you the power to walk away But no my dear So for now I will write For not manifesting my love And never for denying it I write implicit poetry Words inside me that I burry For I have mastered the art of concealing Through experience, the techniques of disguising Optical illusion overlaid on a lucid painting The sourness in my eye Veiled within a mimic smile Lips dyed in radiant color so they occur But a dull abstract as u look closer I trusted once revealing my secret But I ended up being its captive A mistake unlocked a new aspect And with silence I became adaptive A weightless body floating between time & space A glitch in a cosmos no gravity in my case Murky blood from a ruptured spleen A conversation in the dark with the monsters I’ve seen Haunted by the spoken but never meant A feign genesis from which I lack Kent Devils resembling a facsimile saint Words with their actions they never acquaint Took a lesson from the repeated voice To be stuck or to evolve is my choice Fading in the past or living in the present Cherishing the mistakes or frowning at the moment So here am writing With all I got embracing Inscribing my pain with the ink from my heart Palms bruised so I won’t fall apart To the scheme of world to the pit of lie I might be here but your deceits I won’t buy So to infect me with your diseases Please don’t try Over losing this attitude I would rather choose to die As an authentic bruised version of me Without a single manipulation there is to be So for now again I’ll let my fountain pen drain And spill its blood out On this half wrenched paper And scribble the words for no doubt And create an art ‘till the burning piece taper And pierce my heart And ache my head till its bursts And till my lung stifle And my hands go weak And my eyes drench And my ears bleed And my nose drop And my paper withers… I will then drown out the wrapped Into the ashbin Until it soaks all the scrap And then ask for something That’s long gone into the dark iniquity But lasts in my soul till the eternity. #review#DB#poetry

Poem #2 Stepping in snow, Your warmth melts. Love drains - Sucked through the thumb Of the child in your arms I love you Has already been said. I will wait. #review #oxomiya #poetry

Is it me or is it my mind? Is it my soul or is it the time? Who is it and why is it so tired? That it is pulling me behind, To do anything right? I wanna walk fast like them, I wanna keep going till the end. But is it my feet or the weather too cold? That I keep crumbling down, Without anything to hold. However and whatever it is... I know my mind is a complex thing. There must be the unknown energy Left in an unknown corner of it. I hope I find it before its too late, So that I use it to change my fate. #review#poetry#theunknown