Feelings Poems
Endogenous
by Aditi Hayaran
Body governed by the brain,
nourished by a poetic heart.
The toxins the liver can't detoxify
move with my corpuscles, never apart.
They linger in the mind too long,
leave by neither the kidney nor the skin—
not even through the tears I cry,
though they ache beneath within.
......
Will you remember me...
by Raina Hutchins
I know I haven't seen you
I know we’re miles apart
I know I cannot hold you
But I feel you in my heart
Is it wrong to think of you
And you to think of me
Trying not to want
What we know can never be
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The hunter who became the prey
by Saleh Ben Saleh
There was a hunter,
who lived for game.
His mind was strong,
but thoughts were lame.
He met a deer,
who changed his life.
She stabbed his heart,
with a hunting knife.
The mighty hunter,
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Zlomili ste me - Sanja Atanasovska, North Macedonia
by Sanja Atanasovska
Vstopili ste v mojo temno stran
zlomili ste me brez razloga
skupaj ste vrgli sulico
na mojo žametno dušo
naredili ste da je moje nebo žalostno
poveznili ste mi ga čez glavo
vzeli ste mi zrak in vodo
uspavali ste moje srce
da ne čutim bolečine
v majhnih kosih
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Ribbons
by Nora La King
They are pulled from me;
Stretched, knotted, and
Burned in a fireplace
Where trust and human emotions,
Are turned to blackened ash
I am left an empty roll.
The ribbons of my feelings,
Manhandled, manipulated
Mitigated, and misunderstood.
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Gedeelde stilte
by Mario Odekerken
De avond valt
zonder lawaai
in de lege kamer.
Ik ben alleen
maar niet alleen
met dit gevoel.
Het is de rust
van de toeschouwer
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Endogenous
by Aditi Hayaran
Body governed by the brain,
nourished by a poetic heart.
The toxins the liver can't detoxify
move with my corpuscles, never apart.
They linger in the mind too long,
leave by neither the kidney nor the skin—
not even through the tears I cry,
though they ache beneath within.
......
Yin Yang Moon
by Mario Odekerken
The moon hangs divided yet whole,
a silver whisper of shadow and light,
holding darkness in one palm
and brightness in the other.
You and I move like that quiet balance,
one steady,one restless,
circling the same invisible center,
drawn together by tides we do not name.
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Tussen de lagen van ons bestaan
by Mario Odekerken
Tussen de lagen van ons bestaan
blijven gedachten achter
die we nog niet durven delen.
Net onder de oppervlakte
ligt wat we werkelijk voelen
wachtend
tot we het eindelijk toelaten.
Field of flowers
by Ryan Owen
Field of flowers surround me
The flurry of reds, violets and blues
Of the heart of love
And the gift of beauty
She is there everyday
Dancing, filled with glee
The Red of her heart
Comes to me
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