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Roxy Seymour Poem
You are my drug.
Your smell brings me to my knees
Like crack brings an
Addict to his
The blood streaming
Through your veins
Is the nicotine cigarettes
Which after one drag
I'm hooked.
And no brand
Of cannabis could
Compare to the high you give me,
When our lips finally touch.
Copyright © Roxy Seymour | Year Posted 2015
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Cold as ice
But sweet as honey
You made me laugh
You were rather funny
You were there when I cried
And I thought you'd be there till the day that I died
But when you left
my heart Broke inside
You left me alone like
Ice cream does when it falls off a cone
Yes, thats it you were my icecream
But like on a hot sunny day,
you melted away.
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Look at the stars,
Look at how they're shining just for you.
Their twinkle and glow is so bright.
They may leave you at bay
When the sun rises to light up the day
But my dear they'll be watching over you
Like your guardian angels always do.
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His body pleading for one more drop.
Wailing as it is crippled with pain.
His beating heart begs for just one more taste.
Like a baby cries for its pacifier,
his arm cries for the needle.
The blood running through his veins craves the numbing
feel of its long lost friend.
With his hands trembling,
and eyes watering,
he attempts to feed his addiction.
But the needle will never satisfy the addiction,
just like a pacifier will never satisfy hunger.
Copyright © Roxy Seymour | Year Posted 2016
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Perhaps we are all broken,
Living an illusion that
Perfection is no less than
A reality, that the world
Is not a sick perverted candy land.
An illusion of a god that cares for us all.
But this is just a dream.
A wonderful life long acid trip for some.
Oh my dear, how I hope you live
In the illusion till the end of your days.
I hope you can walk with the optimists
And the believers, whilst the cynic's
Like myself, watch from a dark street side
Corner, wasting away in a puddle of envy.
How I long for a mind like yours.
A mind to keep me on a constant high.
A high where every beautiful thing seems real
A high which will trap me in a glorious dream
Instead of this terrible nightmare of reality.
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She used to be whole,
She used to have
Galaxies inside
Her mind and soul.
You could have looked
Into her eyes
And watched the
Stars being born.
Her smile shon
Like the sun.
And her laughter could
Have cured the earth.
But then he came along.
He ignored the universe
Within her,
He covered her smile
Like the clouds cover
The sun on a rainy
Day.
And yet she didn't care.
She didn't care because
He was as wonderful
And as mysterious
As the deepest part
Of the ocean.
He gave her ripples
Of love, when
She deserved tidal waves.
And instead of creating
Storms for her, he
Created storms to destroy
Her.
it slowly did.
He plucked every
Star out of her soul,
And her smile was
No longer a burning
Flame.
And so she wasn't filled
With galaxies anymore.
The dark matter had
Consumed her
And left her no more.
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What an attraction
I have to imagine
World beyond worlds
Which causes my mind to be swirled
Broken dreams inside
Books help move it aside
They help me escape
My terrible fate
Which awaits for me after a long hard day
With Dues of which I should pay
But afterwards its time to play
Books upon books stacked on a shelf
Ready to accompany my lone old self.
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He made her heart sing for the very first time.
And for someone who once found home in the solitary confinement
of her cold dark room,
She now found it in his arms.
He had found her broken and demolished, like a house which had met a wrecking ball.
Her walls broken down and destroyed.
But he saw her for what she was, a beautiful skyscraper living in a city 0f smog.
His gentle brown eyes, filled with integrity and love helped light her windows up again.
The soft touch of his kisses on her forehead remolded her lips
into a smile.
And every bit of love he gave her allowed her to grow taller and taller until she was playing among the stars.
Copyright © Roxy Seymour | Year Posted 2016
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