Ouroboros of Love

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[ouroborosoflove]

I wish I were a painting

Stuck in time

Stuck in paint

In colours fixed

Frozen in place

On one plane

Fragile, carefully preserved

Yet art

Yet beautiful

Yet alive

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Can you take away these sounds inside my head

They grow louder in the dark

And louder in the day

They sound like you

And they sound like me

They sound like all the dreams I wished I didn't see

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Spectacular

Wearing my glasses upside-down

Doesn't change what I see through them.

The bright is just as bright,

The dark just as dark.

Until I see myself in the mirror.

Until I learn to laugh at myself.

And then something strange happens -

The world looks entirely different.

~PM

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Ephialtes

The ghosts in my mind

Play a silent lullaby

Prancing in mad glee

To riotous memories

Pulling at the edges

Of nightmares entombed

Six feet under

The sentries surrender

Tired of fighting

Tired of staying

Holding the fort

With swords made of hope

Ghosts in my head

Won't let go of me

So do I

Let them in

To set me free?

~PM

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Midnight

Sometimes the heart yearns

For what the mind wants to forsake.

But all the other times,

I just keep believing in you.

~PM

[ouroborosoflove]

If nothing saves us from death, at least love should save us from life.

Pablo Neruda

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Delirium

I want to

Hunt your mind.

Leave it bare, leave

Nothing to hide.

Shall I reap,

Shall I tear out,

The things that you keep

Inside?

'Cause I want to

Feel how you feel inside.

Connect the dots

On the inside of your eyes.

Raw and real,

Reveal, your fears

And I'll keep looking

Till I find.

Feel your mind,

Spinning around

In my hands

Inside and out.

Can you see

The rhythm that I dance to?

As I steal

Your sanity and mine.

~PM

[ouroborosoflove]

The Truth About Love.

Love itself is strength.

Bearing the weight of time

On fragile wings of hope.

Is itself endurance,

Rain upon parched earth,

Spring after the cold winds.

Love is imperfection itself,

Crooked nose, uneven jawline

Tempered by faith into beauty.

Fleeting or forever,

Love is timeless.

A testament of weaving souls.

And so, take

This love of mine.

Make it yours, and give it back.

For love is a gamble,

Cards dealt, waiting.

Until all bets are called off.

~PM

[ouroborosoflove]

This is necessary information.

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Evanescent

Oh, it was Destiny,

She blew upon Her flute.

Both hearts - two notes She weaved

Together with Love’s lute -

Sang a song, the fragile strain

That only loving hearts could sing -

A trill, a note, a tender refrain

Spoke of a life beginning.

But, alas, come a Midwinter noon

At the end of a day too short,

The song ended, unfinished, too soon,

The melody was lost.

~PM

[ouroborosoflove]

For hate is not conquered by hate: hate is conquered by love. This is a law eternal.

The Dhammapada

[ouroborosoflove]

I don't understand how calling someone a Grammar Nazi is a normal thing to do.

Equate a pedant with a white supremacist, why don't you? And when people say they're "GN and proud"?

If someone is being a nitpicker and an arse, say so. I could provide you with a list of alternatives if needed, but please, think before you call a millennial who has never seen war, a member of the party that spearheaded the worst one yet.

Also, fellow pedants, chill, will ya?

[ouroborosoflove]

Touch, Endangered

Accursed, this era,

Where the blinking of a phone's light

Holds more anticipation

Than savouring life

As it goes by in the blink of an eye.

Bemoan this culture

Of falling victim

To untouchable faces, where

Unicode characters stand in for kisses.

And yet, in this abyss

We survive, we live, we die.

Telling, isn't it, of who we are?

Replacing cyanide with virtual attention.

~PM

[dg-fragments]

“He told me he photographed the things he loved yet he never took pictures of me.

Perhaps he was photographing you in a place that can never fade away, his heart.”

- DG (@fragments-of-my-mind )

[ouroborosoflove]

“Perhaps he understood that capturing your essence in a photograph was an exercise in futility.

No pixels could possibly define the way you were in his eyes.”

- PM (@ouroborosoflove)

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Negentropy

People aren't particles,

Molecules of gas

Floating in space.

We have purpose,

Aim, goals, a reason.

Aspirations, inspirations.

Yet, the mechanics of fate

Throw us in Brownian motion,

Shooting, colliding, escaping.

But it will always be up to us

To use that momentum.

Translate fate into decision.

~PM

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Light-years Later

Your kisses were sparkles -

Coruscating neurons.

And now my mind

Is but a skeleton of lights.

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Lead Time

In between kisses, tell me

Why my chipped nail polish

Fascinates you so, much more

Than the way I dressed tonight.

Tell me why the sound

Of my laughter - strange and silly -

Makes you pull me closer,

Makes you look at me like that.

My weirdest traits, dearest to you -

Why? I need the equation.

Tell me the factors,

The cause and effect.

I need to know how

You make me feel more

Than I am, could be, ever was -

Beautiful in my self-doubt.

Tell me how you love with restraint,

But kiss with ardour.

For I'll need to remember how,

When, not if, you're not around.

~PM