Short Dilate Poems

Scorching,drying,tanning sunshine,
Sun at its acme, 
Vessels dilate, wet as in rain .








Written on 13/6/13...

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my pupils
dilate
sated
by 

van gogh
irises
then
i'm

in a 
moan
over the
monet's

the flowers
the same
but now
waiting

salivating
for to see
the oooh
keeffe's...

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The sun shines
Close your eyes
Full of so much light
They cry
Pupils dilate
Start to infatuate
There's no wait
Open your eyes
See the world so bright
A happy sigh
Watch the trees go by
Full of life...

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fast to get 
away
but always quick
to receive

it's the insides of your 
pupils
that dilate next 
to me

never fast to get
away
but always quick
to be free

it's the ghost that
haunts us all
deep down inside
of you and me...

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Her head feels light, my
breath draws deeper than her
thoughts are heavy and my 
heart pounds same. Her
pupils dilate. So for sure, my
mind is fully submerged, as her
whole body floats to mine.
My soul found a mate and I'm truly hers....

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I TREMBLE AND SHAKE
COLD AS THE ARCTIC
MY HEAD
FOGGY WITH FEAR
EYES DILATE
HANDS CLENCH
MY HEART HEAVY
THIS NAGGING
AND PRODDING
MY FEARS MADE TRUE
I'VE RUINED ME
AGAIN
I WANT TO ESCAPE
FROM THE MADNESS
OF ME
THIS BUMBLING UNCERTAINTY
THIS HURRICANE OF DOUBT....

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A desolate shore reaches,
its gritty scree taunts
a green and tumbling sea.

Breakers slap an
umpteenth juncture.

Kelp sea pods dilate,
foam swirls in the shingle,
barren wombs drink.

Krill churns out
of a sandy dross.

Waves carry their children away....

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To dilate eyes
It isn’t wise
To feel surprise
At pupils’ size.

You must surmise
This truth applies – 
The doc relies
On such a guise.

Don’t analyze
Or agonize
For facts arise 
(And that’s the prize).

But time sure flies
And justifies
The sight that lies
Within our eyes....

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Winters grasp crippled the fingers,
encased this mind in an icy block,
a season that continues to linger.
Through all, heart beat like wings of a migrating flock
constantly surging thoughts of a love
that kept me from a cold dark fate.
As this world around warms for the dove
my mind slowly begins to dilate....

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It's the insight into the sight
The hear me into the listen
When seeing me fluctuates
Should I be invisible?
I detect noise nothing else
I'll forever be a blur
But I 'still' this moment
Because I am this person
Let me contract your iris
Dilate your pupil
Concentration is key
Because this is magic
Sorry you missed it
...

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structure seems to soften slightly
under your steps; systematic leaps
up, over & out into the depths. eyes
dilate & grow cold from so many deaths;
no longer wept; burn out. here,
listen, the shout of sense echoes at our
expense, shadows the oncoming threat.
no more resistance, let all awareness go-
as the curtain releases, shields the show....

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Since seeing your face
My definition of beauty changed
Never saw someone glow,
Even in the dark

Luminescence which enchants the heart

I never heard a laugh so..
Airy and light
Intricate yet simple

A laugh which shows the dimple

I've never seen eyes so deep
In which they dilate 
Even with hearing my name

Since meeting you, life has never been the same...

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She did not understand my true love
I did not express my true feelings
as to what she is to me in life
she did not open up to me
nor I did tell her
and it remained
unexpressed
half love


Unhe kadr kahan hamare pray ki
Hamein fursat kahan is baat ki
Ke hum unhe yakeen dilate 
Ki wo kya hain hamare 
Ye jaan paate
Bus reh gaya
Yeh banke
Ek afsana
Adhure
Pyar 
ka...

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Some poems
 don't need 
to be said.  
They're shared 
between eyes 
and thought 
caressing 
body's telepathy  
Pupils dilate
 from her elation. 
God I love 
my own creation.  
How it flows 
from a muse 
and forms
symbiotic energy.  
It's like 
wearing words 
and my vocabulary 
is hers for devouring.  
The pen leaves
 me naked
 but she's the one
 shaking from every
 truth shared...

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Have you ever stared death in the face?
Your eyes growing wider as he steps closer.
Pupils dilate as your day grows ever darker.
Sweat brewing on your brow, 
even though the temperature has plummeted.
Your age finally catches up to you.
Say your final goodbyes to your family, your friends.
As your life flashes past your eyes, all the joys, all the hate.
Death has finally sought you out to bring you home....

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You are the night 
that makes pupils dilate,
illuminates the stars,
and conceals mistakes.

You are the night 
that renders silence 
a piercing, echoing,
dizzying, ring.

You are the night 
cradling one to sleep,
and keeping another one 
wide awake.

You are the night 
which weaves reveries
---an urge to anticipate.

You are the night 
which makes souls pirouette
and dances with their silhouettes....

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We talk about the weather to a stranger
Talk about the news to a neighbour
Talk about this and that to your Nan
And poor old Pat to Auntie Pam

Talk about your favourite positions to a lover
And contraception to your Mother

But there's these things I'd like to say to you
But when I see you I just go mute
How my pupils dilate
My heart leaps at the thought of kissing you
But for some silly reason I hesitate....

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Baby, O little baby
Why is your feet so cold
And your hands clenched
O what a stomach to be empty
Why doth your beautiful eyes dilate so
Those innocent pebbles
Why doth they carry such pain
Baby, O little baby
Here does come the rain
But do not fear, do not flinch
For now no cold shall I allow
To stiffen and make pale your little body
In my arms may I take you?
As we sing away our former pains in a lullaby...

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No inspiration these days has contemplation at a dull state
Waiting for interesting statements or facts seem like to much on the plate
Hesitation on whether if I should choose to conversate about my emotions that are scurrying throughout the mind dont put up enough to dilate
My heart tries to cooperate though its like a blockage is holding the thought process in a tight grip from speaking out the way I think it should translate...

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Just one look at you and my pupils dilate 
I caress you with my fingertips and stroke you gently
I hold you in my hands and undress you slowly
I lick my lips and wish you were in my mouth
You arouse me with your scintillating scent 
Dark, rich and smooth as silk
Oh how I want you
Simply cannot fight off this desire any longer
I need you urgently
Guess I better eat my bar of plain chocolate

Jan Allison
21st August 2014...

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Tears of bliss 
dilate one's heart 
it's brief and instant 
make hopes boundless

Tears of shame 
cleanse one's sense 
giving another chance 
not to do the same 

Tears of anger 
aches with heat 
never constant 
it fades fast 

Tears of sadness 
a dense flow of spring 
console one to bring 
again endurance 

Why tears of LOVE 
chase one's soul 
give unending rill 
cold like dew? 

      By Swarnapali Liyanage...

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Can I write
Until my pen dries
Until my pupils dilate
And my brain itches
Until my fingers rust 
And my glasses dust
Until my heart twitches

Can I scream 
Until my throat sores
Until my lungs shrivel
And my voice disappears
Until my veins bulge
And my overwhelm is capitulated
Until my eyes tear

Can I love
Until wars end
Until the universe bends
And death revives
Until a child matures
And hatred cures
Until forever dies...

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The waves faint sounds
Light cheerfully bounds
Bubbles meant to die on foreign lands
 

Odor of an old book
Hearing the clock tick
The cloudy eyes blink

Blowing the candle out
Smoke trails dissipate
In the darkness, pupils dilate

Emptiness, I was trapped in
Joy was converted into an illusion
Self-existence was forced to remain

By others, I was coldly accepted
While being warmly refused
Loneliness, that was love I expressed...

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You’re not listening 
You’re not LISTENING.
It walks it wends it winds it
Sighs.

I tried to taste the glistening light
I tried to suck in the sweet simple sadness
I tried to swallow the smashing waves
But instead
They swallowed me.

Will it stay with me?
This sticky poison, clinging to my throat.
Stinging in my lungs.
Bringing down my heart,
Beat by beat
Until all I have left is the neuron synapse
That makes pupils dilate, and eyelids blink.

Empty....

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Immersed in doctrine from the very start 
I never stood a chance to realize 
that souls offtimes begin with works of art  
God's truth opaque instills, demystifies 
Sapient Mystics such as I can't comply 

lifted up to the sky those amber eyes 
of mine dilate, with questions giving rise 
a sequence of pure grace with love agape 
Buddhist velathums of sojournic plies    
my soulful essence finally, takes shape.    

January 9, 2020...

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