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…

Avant-Garde Writer – Poem

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Avant-Garde Writer

By Talin Mari

 

I write in the dark like the avant-garde,

Moving from café to café without regard.

With my coffee cup always on my side,

I write feverishly throughout the night.

 

My dreams and ambitions floating about,

One word at a time I think is only allowed.

Chaos forms as I think of the past times,

Write, write, write them all in these lines.

 

No longer caring about a given structure,

I am the avant-garde destined to revolt.

The rhymes becomes non-existent here,

As I realize that it is I that am the change.

 

Rise up and create your own destination,

Be your own life’s unconventional rebel.

These are the thoughts that run rampant,

As I write in the dark like an avant-garde.

 

Poetry for Time, the Soul, and Love

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Time for the Soul
by Talin Mari

Time calms the tumultuous soul,
Creating echoes of distant waves.
Time heals the hurtful exchanges,
Creating memories with its words.

Despite feeling the calming tides,
The new time is no longer the same.
Despite hearing the healing words,
The new time is only a fake reality.

With time, change is only desired,
With time, living means to be alive,
With time, freedom is yearned for,
With time, love is the only solution.

Life changes the events set in time,
Life moves the soul unexpectedly,
Life finds the hidden puzzled love,
Life evolves our bewildered souls.

The End

The Beast and the Rose – Poetry

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The Beast and the Rose
by Talin Mari

The rose petals fell one by one,
The tempest was heading west,
Unable to control this calamity,
It hugged each petal at its best.

The Beast who mourned the rose,
Witnessed the tempest’s arrival,
Cried to God to stop the damage,
The rose petals unable to submit.

The angelic Beauty stood not afar,
She glanced at the dropped petals,
Her eyes illuminating her presence,
The tempest sprint away mystified.

The Beast who mourned the rose,
Hugged each lost petal at his best,
The angelic Beauty saw from afar,
Her eyes mended all of the petals.

The End