Pull me closer and closer with each turn, like the moon my heart yearns.
Yearning for my love's return, I awaken from our years apart.
Apart from each other was making us feel lost, but in his arms at last makes everything feel right.
Pulling me like the stars and moon, I feel all of my love pulling me near.
We awaken in our love, feeling each sensation down to our toes.
Pulling our hearts toward each other, we kiss and become one.
Lifting prayers to God, today and always.
When I sit atop enchanted hills
draped in green silk,
I feel your presence so fiercely;
our distance waning,
feeling it's gravitational pull, as
our souls are entwined in
iridescent bliss, amidst this
phantasmagoric love story.
Swirling amidst the clouds, that
blanket our hearts, with
everlasting emotions—
I cover myself in your
honey-glazed scent,
pirouetting beneath
glimmering astral showers,
drizzled throughout our
cosmic haven of resplendency.
Cradled in the ballad of
your sempiternal devotion and love,
I’m addicted to your alchemy, as
I feel wisps of our intimacy,
sparkling in alabaster beams of
a virescent destiny,
layered across aureate tales
of our chasmic ever after.
True British scrumptiousness
Between two pieces of bread is pure lusciousness
Whether brown or white
Eaten in the day or at night
As a snack or main meal
This British icon is the real deal
An incredible cheese pull
Other fillings to make it full
Onions tuna or crispy bacon
Will leave your taste buds shaken
Melted butter dripping with delight
Mouth salivating to take a big bite
The humble cheese toastie
A delicious specimen that’s uncostly
Truly deserves to be a national star
Rich or poor we can all devoir
Pull me under
I scream and scratch the surface
Pull me under
I am drowning in my curses
Pull me under
The clouds go out of sight
Pull me under
Into a watery night
Pull me under
Oh about six feet down
Pull me under
On a sinking bow
Pull me under
Without a rope
Pull me under
Without a hope
Pull me under
I moan in thunder
Pull me under
For my last blunder
Pull me under
Hear my cries above
Pull me under
Where we push and shove
Pull me under
I am afraid of the dark
Pull me under
Just like the shark
Pull me under
Watch me slide
Pull me under
For one last time
Cup of coffee to go.
Apply some makeup, put on a smile.
Cheer up, get out there !
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: 3rd place 2026
In the gentle fall of a single tear, Quiet emotions begin to unfold. You stand beside me, steady and close, Sharing a silence filled with meaning.
We pull at love, petal by petal,
Without hesitation, without thought, Yet in that simplicity we begin to build A meaningful foundation of shared existence.
Perhaps we do not always understand,
As we move through passing moments,
Not fully grasping their depth, Only witnessing the passage of time.
Still, together we create a masterpiece—
A perfect arrangement of emotion, Each moment a brushstroke upon the heart, Forming the portrait of our shared journey.
Taking my pills
Because I want to heal
So I can live in peace
For so many years of tears
Many are tears of hurt
But some tears of joy
Because we never expected love
Being named villain for so long.
Great is the suffering of a man
When he's not winning
Greater is his suffering
When he has nothing or nobody
For it's not easy to live with nothing
But nothing last forever
The question is
How can a man make it through without a pull?
When you doing your best
But still get nothing
How do you face this test
When you can't even eat or rest
Do we starve and die for our dreams
Or we live, endure, so we can enjoy it?!...
Mostly, your love cheered my heart.
There were times it tore it apart.
Since I was young, now that I'm gray,
your love always pulled me your way.
Meeting you was dawn and light,
the ending of a long, long night.
Your beauty and your cheerful laugh,
my positive and generous half?
Your unique intelligence and grace -
will always have a special place.
It's impossible to say how much,
You were the first, my soul, to touch.
Mostly, your love cheered my heart.
There were times it tore it apart.
Since I was young, now that I'm gray,
your love always pulled me your way.
Push me away, time and time again
Blow me off and cancel our dates
Ignore my message every now and then
Leave me unread while my broken heart waits
Pull me back in with a phone call
Crave my closeness in your lonely space
Open up a tiny crack in your wall
In the mood for a fantasy to chase
Push me away to avoid rejection
Resent me for leaving when you disappear
Shut down by that tender connection
Run from internal conflict of shame and fear
Pull me back in with a tiny show of effort
When you long for warm understanding
Holding my emotions hostage, causing only hurt
Seeking validation that your ego is demanding
Push me away from a love that heals
Build up your wall and call it peace
Shutdown and smothered by your heart that feels
No trust and now your control must increase
Pull me back in when you mourn my adoration
Care deeply but hide it when seen
True feelings that quicken you to elation
But now I’m tired of feeling unseen
A single pill rests on the counter--
quiet, small, almost polite.
I told myself it would stay that way.
But days grew thinner,
hours frayed at the edges
and the quiet promise began to hiss.
Friends laughed. I nodded.
My reflection wavered in the glass,
someone familiar yet gone.
The pull was slow - like water eroding stone,
soft at first, then urgent, unstoppable.
I chased the calm it offered,
unmindful of the shadows it left behind,
the nights pulsing with my heartbeat,
the mornings hollowed and quiet.
One day, I reached for air instead...
for the sharp taste of morning,
for voices that held me without judgment,
for a hand that said;
“You are not this. You are still you.”
Healing does not arrive in a flare.
It creeps softly, day by day
teaching the heart to see once more,
to taste the colors that were dimmed,
to carry the weight of the world
without letting it break the soul.
One step away
from waves that play.
In that fresh light,
he let go that night.
I thought back then,
that was all it had been.
I stayed to see
each wave hit me.
With heart shut tight,
no stars in sight.
My hands let go,
they moved so slow.
Each night I'd fall
inside the call
the thoughts so loud,
the cries unbowed.
Maybe it's me
who made him flee…
But how could blame
belong to shame
a lifeless fish
without a wish,
inside a bowl
with no control?
The water’s gone,
his life moved on.
He stood too near
the waves pulled clear.
He lost the fight.
He stopped the light.
Too late to mend
his hands did bend...
but still
that fish
met no
new end.
When distanced from source we feel incomplete,
which involuntarily births intent
to be still, being our way to repent,
that thus by surrendering at God’s feet,
invoking grace we sense magnetic heat,
signalling God has accorded consent,
for our pristine soul’s heavenward ascent,
in bliss mists, leaving heart feeling upbeat.
The cause behind all causes, is this pull,
being simply stated, God’s magnetism,
rapture beyond measure pervading form,
which when we are touched by, makes us feel full,
rainbow of love shining in body prism
and we’re engulfed by this benign bliss storm.
Pull yourself out of it you have been sad far to long
But how can I pull myself out of it if I don't know what is wrong
Pull yourself out of it it's easy if you just try
But how can I Pull myself out of it if for no reason I start to cry
Pull yourself out of it stand on your own two feet
But how can I Pull myself out of something I can't defeat.
Pull yourself out of it your just looking for attention
But how can I Pull myself out of it when
The pain is to hurtful to mention
Pull yourself out of it it is an easy thing to do
But I can't Pull myself out of it because I'm
Me not you
this vast and silent space
this tiny dot we call our home
we who breathe and dream here
are but specks of dust among too many others.
some stars born anew
some wander forever
some quietly fade away
still we look up
make wishes on dying stars
as if the void might answer a whisper
such tiny beings like us
found each other
amid a thousand floating worlds
how great a miracle is that?
in the infinite dark
mere cosmic dust drawn close
by nothing but gravity
and maybe
love
Lost
Underneath this despair
Lies darkness that loots
Loots the humanity inside of me
It is darkness I see,not humanity
It is darkness that sees me,not humanity
Dead
Dead
Is the light of hope
Hope for the light that outshines the darkness
Darkness that loots,the sanity inside me
Gloom
Gloom
Fills the heart that loves,that loved
In the time of emptiness
Gloom is what fills me,gloom is what sees me
Gloom is what I see
Despair
Despair
I had all of you,most of you some and now none of you
You that gave me humanity,has left with it
My head that held sanity is done with it
I need pulling,from despair
Help
Pull me by my hand
Pull me as the darkness does
But not to save me,to tear me apart
Tear me apart,so the little light inside me escapes
To your eyes and see,it was there it was,I still held it I did
I just needed someone to see
But it's only darkness that saw
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