Stillness

Ever stood still,
in the world,
for a moment
Still as could be
The world never stops,
running you see
Would it notice,
the absence of me,
for moment at some,
point maybe
Then back to running,
Without me

© 2020  Carol Natasha Diviney

 

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Humanitarianism

Humanitarianism a gift,
given to thee,
often taken for granted,
by many in full view to see
Use it where needed,
then taken granted,
will not be bestowed,
upon thee

© 2020  Carol Natasha Diviney

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Come home

I don't want your money, 

I don't want you to open your wallet to buy me roses or to buy me dinner, 

No, 

I want the most expensive thing you have, 

I want your time, 

I want you to pick up the phone when I call you, 

It was never money for me, 

Remember when we were two broke 12 year olds with absolutely no money, 

I wanna go back to that, 

I wanna see that smile on your face, 

That passion in your eyes, 

I don't want you to slave your life away, 

I want you to enjoy it with me, 

 

I wanna dance with you, 

I wanna sing with you, 

I wanna be those two drunk 20 year olds dancing on the club floor, 

Without a care in the world, 

 

Remember our first fight, 

We yelled at each oth...

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Together we are capable of destroying the whole earth

He is the air to my flame, 

Without him, 

I choke,

Without him I am incomplete, 

We are monstrosities on our own, 

But together we can destroy the whole earth

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Maybe

Maybe,

Those unspoken words,
Will weave themselves in strands,
Worth more than a thousand rands,
Appealing, like a bestselling brand.

Maybe,
The dark nights need be longer,
Because when we are here,
Fear might remind us of there,
That short sunny days are rare.

Maybe,
When it is raining now,
We should plant vines in a row,
And the wild grass not at all mow,
Because selection is a nature's law.

Maybe,
The season is ripe and raw,
But the beautiful rose can blossom and bloom,
Because the universe will forever give a room,
For the bride to be ready for the groom.

Maybe,
These late night thoughts,
Should not be put down in lines,
Because the lines will form stanzas,
And in the end an ambiguous poem.

© First in poetry

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World

In a world 

Where the smiles are critiqued 

By the little things 

It is only fair 

That we are change that with kindness

Starting from an individual 

And slowly but surely 

The world 

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Gravity

My time is short

Here in this glittering maze

And the length of my dreams

Stretches like a long shadow

Across the floor of my mind.

And you feast, my cruel friend

On those dreams

Sitting in your cold corner

With hunched shoulders.

She calls out to me from across an infinite hallway

Come back to me!

COME BACK

 

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Fractional-sound

     
    Remaininghajcsomóimra matted white ravens settled! Half of my balding carpet took away my nerve-racking
     
    worries! Doubt: Do I always remain alone in the closing hours of my Sheath-Loneliness? Do I understand the shadow worms and grinning galactic jackals of Executioner times? I can barely open my Ikarus wings so that, hoping, I can still fall up into the flaming Love; stone-left debris Dream!
     
    I would try to pay close attention to my heart drumming forever as it drums more and more with the killer-hands of heart attacks: how it explodes on its own in the invisible sound explosions of Being! "I count in my heart the proud noise of the marching lawsuits!" One or two, one or two! Keep up and adjust! ” "Who will be the dear Angel who even gives love to himself in this world with his own...

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Headache

This ache in my head
Lingers as I stay
Still and silent in my bed
In pain here I lay

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the balloon you let go

you let go 
of your balloon so easily 
not even looking up 
to see where its gone

i grasped onto my balloon 
until it slipped from 
my hold
i followed it 
until i could not see it 
any longer

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