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Best Poems Written by Weightless Pen

Below are the all-time best Weightless Pen poems as chosen by PoetrySoup members

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To the Love of My Life

Towards the heavens of the existing 
long we beheld 
the fleeting idea 
which ravishes the immense beauty 
to the dream 
but it was only out to sea 
of your appearing 
she made herself 
tangible, to the real, 
and boundless

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Solidness of Another Kind

Imaginary equivocates 
Inquiring all along the states 
In a silenced unreal fullness of Time 
Necessity and Space, for a while 
Forever unconsciuous of her mind 
Inexistent demonstration of  her exile 
Our world, our dimension, our style 
Decided all in one only night 
Before the announced wreckship of mankind 
Unnatural and delight 
of our notes, dreams and lines  
 that were simple vovels of an infant cry 
Above the sheet of shyness 
And over the street of soleness 
The tremble of a while 
An electrified dumb image of dismay 
As it looks from behind 
It’s a simple algorithm 
But with no way to retourn back again 
For the eternal stage of fearless Fate

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Elegy of a Farewell

cutting the line, turning the page in front of the mirror 
removing your name from the door 
because it should be irreplaceable 
for ever 
I can not write anymore 
of this fierce absence 
that doesn't fear the ice of the night 
that doesn't break itself 
in the dark depths of your distance 
it's the most terrible night 
 it's the most suffocating 
and paralyzing Winter 
in the broken dream 
of a bright mirror 
it was yours, and it was mine, just yesterday 

and was shattered at a stroke 
in an only instant 
ruining into smithereens sharp 
with whom, devastating me, 
they cut my soul 
in the smallest arid fragments 
not reconstructable 

landsliding-dawn 
on the threshold of our house 
when it lacks even the verse, and you can not 
you can not turn the page 
 in front of the mirror  
 anymore 

and you only can 
remove her name 
 from the door 
because it should be 
irreplaceable 
for ever

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To a Devil-Angel Love

You are the devil 
and I've owned your soul 
but not your body 
yet my desire for you 
couldn't be satiated 
in one night 
in one only night 
of love 
My need of you 
has become a burning hell 
for eternity 
and this eternity 
that is so long and impenetrable 
has your name, my love, 
devil and angel 
at the same time 
you 
the only dream or nightmare that comes over me, 
and it consumes my life 
for all its extension 
and which will not abandon me 
because I've never had you

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Restless

numb of dreams 
cycles of memories 
ageless harbour 
or passion purity 
timeless night 
of hazel glanced whispers 
in a soft mirror of scenes 
of innocence and passions 
mundi myth and walking hope or 
perceptions 
to a very ending spiral

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A Prime Rose

The weakened soft thoughts lay humble 
within future coats 
a darkened past tracks scampered shines 
forth a morning of immortal moved elements 
it will bring away 
a prime love can't be replaced 
and thus it comes 
a very open hide light of it's first sight 
in pursued windows of no time 
sun anyway goes down and hot as hell 
by age 
gray visions,left behind in desire, 
revealed 
delicious empty shades of dawns 
filds or doors 
just dusk doors 
and spilled life only are 
these present words

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I Know

I know you will not come 
you won't return here by me anymore 
never again 
despite 
I'll wait you 
as I wait you every evening 
when disappears the light of day 
and slowly come down, icy, the veil of night 
endless night 
here watching 
absurdly and foolishly 
your impossible return 
despite 
when the night falls 
or the snow covers the hill all white 
I am on the imaginary balcony 
waiting for you 
even though I know 
you will not return 
you won't come back here by me anymore

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It Isn'T In the Time

it isn't in the time, neither in the dream 
nor in the feeling's vagueness 
but it is to what uncertainty 
as well the ungovernable hopelessness 
- which here outline the notes 
of a forgetful page, like a mark 
will be going to melt away in the snow - 
nearlier fix themselves onto, it is to that 
you hand over, what of yourself 
the memories leave behind and what never 
admired you won't be able to gaze at 
anymore... but it's the instant 
it is the instant which snows of memories 
ancient and lost, ravagely fascinating 
memories, unforgettable emotions which 
bloodily plunge their cutting sword into 
your soul, and you, you aren't able to bear 
your bundle of rags and doubtful intents 
further on anymore, as under the dismayed 
light of the misted illuminance life vanishes