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…

Imaginary Love – Poem

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Imaginary Love

by Talin Mari

 

Your eyes show me the depths of your soul,

Your laughter hints at the silliness within,

Your lips reveal words that are concealed,

Your heart beats infinitely with compassion.

 

You are my imaginary creative love,

You are the one who haunts my heart,

You are my hidden treasure revealed,

You are the one who flows in my veins.

 

I am faced to fight my battles without anyone,

I am imprisoned with fear of doing anything,

I am living a life that no one would ever seek,

I am a prisoner in a world that I do not want.

 

My imaginary creative love keeps me alive,

My imaginary compassionate love is inside,

My imaginary playful love helps me smile,

My imaginary soulful love lets me stay true.

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.

A Romantic Poem – Imaginary Love

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Imaginary Love
by Talin Mari

I wait eager to dream of you,
Feeling your soft slow touch.
I yearn anxious to delight you,
Dreaming only of our romance.

I hold you in my lifelike dreams,
Only to wake without you near.
I whisper into your gentle ears,
Only to know that none will hear.

My imaginary love,
Illusive to reality.
My imaginary love,
My unflawed entity.
My imaginary love.

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

Poetry to Break Free and Dream

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Thickened Bars
By Talin Mari

These thickened bars enclose my dreams,
Haunting me as I stare at their enclosure.
What fear is it that I must try to overcome?
Why do I feel apprehensive to break free?

These thickened bars hide my true being,
Masking me of my desired future passion.
What transformation must I still undergo?
Why do I want to hide and stay concealed?

These thickened bars are my true enemies,
Restraining me from believing in my abilities.
What have I done to create these rigid bars?
Why do I not choose to simply shatter them?

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.