Love Beyond War’s Destiny Poem

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Love Beyond War’s Destiny

by Talin Mari

 

There are love stories that last a lifetime,

Our love story has stayed true to the heart’s chime.

When I met you, your eyes studied me,

The softness of your iris blended with the blue sea.

 

The moments we shared were timeless,

Walking among the evergreens with a soft caress.

The leaves embracing our every stride,

Fondly, we found our way to the park bench satisfied.

 

Your soft lips,

Your gentle touch,

Your endless embrace,

Infinite,

Incredible,

Immeasurable.

Love with infinite chimes.

 

Gently holding my hands masked with tears,

You told me you would depart for only a few years.

The love burning inside me feeling despair,

Knowing that you would never return from warfare.

 

The skies were covered with red smoke,

The evergreens that transformed into veins broke.

Blood dripped to the floor with reality,

Knowing that your doomed fate was a possibility.

 

Tragedy haunted me,

Tragedy destroyed my soul,

Tragedy created my warped destiny.

 

I held your hand as you kissed me goodbye,

My love story had become an incomplete lullaby.

Slowly you slid your hand away from mine,

Realizing that you had to leave for war this time.

 

I fell to the floor marked by my red tears,

The skies darkened as I became limp with fears.

My heart beat faster as I knew your destiny,

Becoming one with mine as we reunited eternally.

 

Love in the evergreens,

Love fallen, but found,

Love with its chime.

Love, only love…

Poetry – The Phone Call

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Phone Call

by Talin Mari

 

Waiting impatiently for the call,

Nothing delays it from arriving.

 

The phone rings,

The heart beats,

The soul softens,

The voice echoes,

The eyes imagine,

The phone clicks.

 

Sliding softly in the silky chair,

Imagination is only left stirring.

A Tearful Traveller – A Tearful Poem

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A Tearful Traveller

by Talin Mari

 

Today, I travel to places unknown,

Today, I travel without leaving home.

 

Minutes pass and all I do is wonder,

Am I the reason for my destruction?

Minutes pass and the tears continue,

How can I stop my world from me?

 

When I was blinded by simplicity,

Life continued to pass without hurt,

When I was blinded by not leaving,

Life continued to pass for all but me.

 

Now, I am left alone in my own world,

Now, I am left without friends and torn.

 

No friends,

No love,

No direction.

 

Where do I go?

Why am I left abandoned?

 

I wish I could stop my unexpected trip,

I wish I could stop my imprisoned self.

 

Do I really want to be my artificial self?

 

It’s time to travel alone on this journey,

No one can read my mind on this trip,

It’s time to mute the noises from outside,

No one can really bear my true feelings.

Poetry, My Muse – Feeling Your Writing

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Many times, it can be hard to focus my energy on writing. With all the distractions in any given day, how can it be possible to sit at a desk and type? It can become restrictive at times and, undeniably, unproductive. I found that writing poetry has been my greatest tool to keep me focused. It helps me feel my story and my characters. It is my muse as I describe in my poem below.

Poetry, My Muse
By Talin Mari

If poetry is my muse,
My pen is my guide,
My heart is the story,
My pain is the plot.

If poetry is my muse,
Characters live in dreams,
Mystical worlds appear,
Creativity meets reality.

If poetry is my muse,
Love stories are imagined,
Abuse is violently dreaded,
Kindness is only rewarded.

If poetry is my muse,
My words become stories,
My thoughts become real,
My feelings become people.

Reflections of a Wanderer Poem

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Reflections of a Wanderer

by Talin Mari

 

Gentle winds embrace my soul.

Gentle waves entice my heart.

Gentle sounds flutter my ears.

Gentle steps seduce my legs.

 

Each place,

Each moment,

Each dream.

 

Unfulfilled desires found.

 

Waiting to leave at any time.

Waiting to explore tonight.

Waiting to stop the torture.

Waiting for a new discovery.

 

Each space,

Each second,

Each fantasy.

 

Unfulfilled cravings resolved.

 

Gently moving with haste.

Waiting becomes the past.

Gently without waiting.

Waiting to come to life.

 

The End

Rise – A Poem to Unchain the Soul

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“Rise”

by Talin Mari

 

Days pass as we come to realize,

The moments we shared are gone.

Days pass as we quite slowly rise,

From the tears we wept till dawn.

 

It is said that you will never leave,

You are bound to me for eternity.

It is said that you are what I perceive,

Your vicious intentions haunt me.

 

I have risen above these shackles,

You have tried to chain on my soul.

I have risen above the recollections,

You have tried to bury in the hole.

 

Rise.

Break these chains.

Rise.

Embrace memories.

Rise.

Live life unchained.

 

I am now strong again,

I will be able to dream….