Mystery Poems
Where Love Lives
by Monica Ellis
I stumbled away from loneliness and fell into a land called Love.
Upon entry, you must surrender to uncertainty and defenseless transfer thereof
Along with this, you must risk,
your heart as you allow.
At this place, you must grace
your scars and vulnerabilities.
in this place, If you stay
You might enjoy pleasantries.
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Things Hard to Understand
by Richard Randolph
A love letter no one reads,
a strange man no one needs,
a seed dropped upon the sand,
a starving child in a barren land--
Why trees reach toward the sky,
and grown men forget how to cry,
why a bird sings to its mate,
though she's gone and it's too late--
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Smile Of Rose
by Adelana Victor
In the garden of my heart, there grows a rose,
a mystery, a beauty, the one my heart chose.
Her smile, a radiant bloom in the twilight's grace,
a secret enhancement, a captivating embrace.
Oh, smile of rose, like petals soft and rare,
in your gentle laughter, I find solace there.
Your eyes, like stars that twinkle in the night,
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Man & Jinn
by Saleh Ben Saleh
My mind had always wondered of those we live among,
too many times I heard the tales and even learned the song.
For in this world,
the mortal world,
the land of good and sin,
we don’t live alone but we share the earth with a race of living Jinn.
God created Jinn from fire and from dust created man,
mortal souls with subtle bodies,
but with a longer life span.
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The Heart Never Forgets
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
I am thrilled with deja vu,
When I've only just met you,
As if our drama is grown old,
Before it has ever been told!
How can this feeling persist,
When clear logic it resists?
Have our paths crossed before?
Were you someone I once adored?
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A Paradox once asks to me
by Amey Dalvi
A Paradox once asks to me,
what might love seek out to be,
were he a sensation of inescapable ecstasy erupting in radical hearts,
were he a person where eyes seem to halt and sorrows seem to part ?
the Paradox spewing it's taste, glares at me and,
asks to me,
"Then what shall I make love to be ? "...
.
I swallowed a breath and called to him,
Let love be what the romantics dream,
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"A book with no beginning."
by Dylan Wu Rong
Battling each other- black and white,
which stone placed where,
who- is never a part of the equation,
that last pebble and end to the game.
As is how the world is,
but watched through a pair of rainbow glass,
the black of the dying trees- green and glowing,
cracks of the beating heart- red and pulsating,
a rhythm hidden in the ripples,
the grey spreading gradually- painted in blue.
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"The door that never opens."
by Dylan Wu Rong
As I stand still today,
shoulders down, knees hurting,
a look at my knuckles have me begging-
begging myself to stop.
The years have passed-
the decades worth of longing only draining,
every other night, slumber is a dream,
the early morning a hazy state.
Mind in dimensions of confusion and agony,
with answers of never asked questions,
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How Time Has Gone
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
My, how wamburdsly vett skitterelees
yammer in modduskwom, sutty slivers,
every pop muddleskiddly of red-orange,
in zakrum, zezzledop, vixaddamoth blur!
To see maxfluppinnes' purpled zizum,
at tillaradoom jazzowdline's tyll sass;
in pithy, murldizzily, gibborton ullius,
of dizzledop, rose, klixmuth contrast!
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The Greatest Mystery
by Richard Randolph
The Greatest Mystery
Life is the greatest mystery,
a strange, magnificent blessing
that came from no one knows where,
and no one knows how.
Like many unexpected gifts,
we often don’t know what to do with it,
or what purpose it has – we have.
And it can be difficult, often painfully so,
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