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Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin  Dance me through the panic 'til I'm gathered safely in  Lift me like an olive branch and be my homeward dove  Dance me to the end of love  Dance me to the end of love  Oh let me see your beauty when the witnesses are gone  Let me feel you moving like they do in Babylon  Show me slowly what I only know the limits of  Dance me to the end of love  Dance me to the end of love  Dance me to the wedding now, dance me on and on  Dance me very tenderly and dance me very long  We're both of us beneath our love, we're both of us above  Dance me to the end of love  Dance me to the end of love  Dance me to the children who are asking to be born  Dance me through the curtains that our kisses have outworn  Raise a tent of shelter now, though every thread is torn  Dance me to the end of love  Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin  Dance me through the panic till I'm gathered safely in  Touch me with your naked hand or touch me with your glove  Dance me to the end of love  Dance me to the end of love  Dance me to the end of love #AT29by30poems NaPoWriMo challenge no. 29 by Aesthetic Thoughts! 🤩 Today is the 29th day of NaPoWriMo! 🏆The winners of the 4th poem ar

Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin  Dance me through the panic 'til I'm gathered safely in  Lift me like an olive branch and be my homeward dove  Dance me to the end of love  Dance me to the end of love  Oh let me see your beauty when the witnesses are gone  Let me feel you moving like they do in Babylon  Show me slowly what I only know the limits of  Dance me to the end of love  Dance me to the end of love  Dance me to the wedding now, dance me on and on  Dance me very tenderly and dance me very long  We're both of us beneath our love, we're both of us above  Dance me to the end of love  Dance me to the end of love  Dance me to the children who are asking to be born  Dance me through the curtains that our kisses have outworn  Raise a tent of shelter now, though every thread is torn  Dance me to the end of love  Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin  Dance me through the panic till I'm gathered safely in  Touch me with your naked hand or touch me with your glove  Dance me to the end of love  Dance me to the end of love  Dance me to the end of love #AT29by30poems NaPoWriMo challenge no. 29 by Aesthetic Thoughts! 🤩 Today is the 29th day of NaPoWriMo! 🏆The winners of the 4th poem ar

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Come to me tonight in the twilight, O, and the full moon rising, spectral and ancient, will mutter a prayer. Gather your hair and pin it up, knowing that I will release it a moment anon. We are not one, nor is there a scripture to sanctify nights you might spend in my arms, but the swarms of bright stars revolving above us revel tonight, the most ardent of lovers. #AT25by30poems NaPoWriMo challenge no. 25 by Aesthetic Thoughts! 🤩 Today is the 25th day of NaPoWriMo! 🏆The winners of the 4th poem ar

Come to me tonight in the twilight, O, and the full moon rising, spectral and ancient, will mutter a prayer. Gather your hair and pin it up, knowing that I will release it a moment anon. We are not one, nor is there a scripture to sanctify nights you might spend in my arms, but the swarms of bright stars revolving above us revel tonight, the most ardent of lovers. #AT25by30poems NaPoWriMo challenge no. 25 by Aesthetic Thoughts! 🤩 Today is the 25th day of NaPoWriMo! 🏆The winners of the 4th poem ar

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Two people cannot see the same way but they can teach One another their ways. One gives up body and soul To follow the flow of the historical woman until He can close his eyes and glide through mountains effortlessly. He gives up earth and he gives up air, he gives up being touched But he forgets to give up desiring to be touched. Then One day the sun is hot or the moon is full, he desires Uncontrollably to be touched and he flies smack Into the mountain and never comes out the other side. You live to prepare yourself to die. You leave behind A wreck of strewn projects or a few icy pearls. Incredibly you leave your voice behind saying Over and over again the same words. You leave Memories of yourself behind as pictures in the heads Of people who wish you weren't dead or hadn't been alive. They wash the pictorial body, shave it, comb your hair The way they liked it best, cut a little here, add a little there, Then easily, easily and kindly forget you. #AT22by30poems NaPoWriMo challenge no. 22 by Aesthetic Thoughts! 🤩 Today is the 22nd day of NaPoWriMo! 🏆The winners of the 4th poem ar

Two people cannot see the same way but they can teach One another their ways. One gives up body and soul To follow the flow of the historical woman until He can close his eyes and glide through mountains effortlessly. He gives up earth and he gives up air, he gives up being touched But he forgets to give up desiring to be touched. Then One day the sun is hot or the moon is full, he desires Uncontrollably to be touched and he flies smack Into the mountain and never comes out the other side. You live to prepare yourself to die. You leave behind A wreck of strewn projects or a few icy pearls. Incredibly you leave your voice behind saying Over and over again the same words. You leave Memories of yourself behind as pictures in the heads Of people who wish you weren't dead or hadn't been alive. They wash the pictorial body, shave it, comb your hair The way they liked it best, cut a little here, add a little there, Then easily, easily and kindly forget you. #AT22by30poems NaPoWriMo challenge no. 22 by Aesthetic Thoughts! 🤩 Today is the 22nd day of NaPoWriMo! 🏆The winners of the 4th poem ar

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Why are people irreligious? For some the only reason is reason. To them the truth is obvious. They accept perception is illusion; what seems ordered can be chaos, Unlike those who see season to season as proof of mundus aeternus, they know nothing lasts, neither moon, nor sun-- everything ends in quietus. Should this be wrong, should there be a Heaven, think on how this would be for us, how horrid everlasting must feel when no escape, no change awaits. Thus: I pray for no Gods, save ones made by Men. #AT17by30poems NaPoWriMo challenge no. 17 by Aesthetic Thoughts! 🤩 Today is the 17th day of NaPoWriMo! 🏆The winners of the 4th poem ar

Why are people irreligious? For some the only reason is reason. To them the truth is obvious. They accept perception is illusion; what seems ordered can be chaos, Unlike those who see season to season as proof of mundus aeternus, they know nothing lasts, neither moon, nor sun-- everything ends in quietus. Should this be wrong, should there be a Heaven, think on how this would be for us, how horrid everlasting must feel when no escape, no change awaits. Thus: I pray for no Gods, save ones made by Men. #AT17by30poems NaPoWriMo challenge no. 17 by Aesthetic Thoughts! 🤩 Today is the 17th day of NaPoWriMo! 🏆The winners of the 4th poem ar

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Time and again,  every time the same thing has always emerged out,  the same thing remaining true. Time and again it has been proved that nothing succeeds like success Success has many fathers, failure is an orphan. The same thing been universal and also true. As of now in the present,  experiencing the joy of the present moment in time when everything has fallen in it’s proper place. Life seems to have changed, since everything in the present seems to have taken the desired shape. What was thought, the same thing has happened As if it seems something like the same. The outside world now looks different,  much more different is the way in which the outside world now looks upon in this presnet moment. As of now definitely everything seems to have changed, for sure. Continual efforts made since past with proper steps taken Corrections as and when, whenever required they were made. When in doubt the  right direction was sought,  everything checked,  verified and confirmed to make sure that there is no room left for any doubt. #AT16by30poems NaPoWriMo challenge no. 16 by Aesthetic Thoughts! 🤩 Today is the 16th day of NaPoWriMo! 🏆The winners of the 4th poem ar

Time and again,  every time the same thing has always emerged out,  the same thing remaining true. Time and again it has been proved that nothing succeeds like success Success has many fathers, failure is an orphan. The same thing been universal and also true. As of now in the present,  experiencing the joy of the present moment in time when everything has fallen in it’s proper place. Life seems to have changed, since everything in the present seems to have taken the desired shape. What was thought, the same thing has happened As if it seems something like the same. The outside world now looks different,  much more different is the way in which the outside world now looks upon in this presnet moment. As of now definitely everything seems to have changed, for sure. Continual efforts made since past with proper steps taken Corrections as and when, whenever required they were made. When in doubt the  right direction was sought,  everything checked,  verified and confirmed to make sure that there is no room left for any doubt. #AT16by30poems NaPoWriMo challenge no. 16 by Aesthetic Thoughts! 🤩 Today is the 16th day of NaPoWriMo! 🏆The winners of the 4th poem ar

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Sweet intoxication  flowing through my eyes.  Don't let me down,  don't let me down  until the other side.  I know you hide the best of you  just beyond my reach.  Sweet intoxication,  tell me your name is peace.  Cover the lies with blankets of morphine,  ecstasy and bliss.  Surely if there was a heaven to have  it would taste something like this.  Plunge down like you did again,  fill my veins with the rush.  Sweet intoxication,  you are never enough. #AT12by30poems NaPoWriMo challenge no. 12 by Aesthetic Thoughts! 🤩 Today is the 12th day of NaPoWriMo! 🏆The winners of the 4th poem ar

Sweet intoxication  flowing through my eyes.  Don't let me down,  don't let me down  until the other side.  I know you hide the best of you  just beyond my reach.  Sweet intoxication,  tell me your name is peace.  Cover the lies with blankets of morphine,  ecstasy and bliss.  Surely if there was a heaven to have  it would taste something like this.  Plunge down like you did again,  fill my veins with the rush.  Sweet intoxication,  you are never enough. #AT12by30poems NaPoWriMo challenge no. 12 by Aesthetic Thoughts! 🤩 Today is the 12th day of NaPoWriMo! 🏆The winners of the 4th poem ar

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The Wilted Leaf The wilted leaf falls The wilted leaf remembers Times when it was once green Times when it was once vibrant The wilted leaf wonders why The colors of its youth left The wilted leaf wonder why The green leaves are green The wilted leaf falls  The wilted leaf shows itself  To sported its green to others The wilted leaf once fit The wilted leaf wonders which Terrible month brought its death The ground is so close now The wilted leaf which once Thought it’s hue was gone Thinks it has made a mistake The wilted leaf falls                             If only the wilted leaf knew,                     how many green leaves were wilted too #AT8by30poems NaPoWriMo challenge no. 8 by Aesthetic Thoughts! 🤩 Today is the 8th day of NaPoWriMo! 🏆The winners of the 4th poem aren'

The Wilted Leaf The wilted leaf falls The wilted leaf remembers Times when it was once green Times when it was once vibrant The wilted leaf wonders why The colors of its youth left The wilted leaf wonder why The green leaves are green The wilted leaf falls  The wilted leaf shows itself  To sported its green to others The wilted leaf once fit The wilted leaf wonders which Terrible month brought its death The ground is so close now The wilted leaf which once Thought it’s hue was gone Thinks it has made a mistake The wilted leaf falls                             If only the wilted leaf knew,                     how many green leaves were wilted too #AT8by30poems NaPoWriMo challenge no. 8 by Aesthetic Thoughts! 🤩 Today is the 8th day of NaPoWriMo! 🏆The winners of the 4th poem aren'

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I'm in a relationship with Life,  and together we intertwine fingers as she pulls me in closer and closer away from the edge of the world.  I'm in a relationship with Life,  and together we push each other to our limits and when one stops beating the heart of the other is enough to keep us going.  I'm in a relationship with Life, but I'm flirting with that dame in black named Sorrow and she keeps tugging at my arm and flashing me a smile that begs for attention.  I'm in a relationship with Life,  but I'm starting to feel my shackles as she no longer works with me but against me,  and the jealousy she has perpetuates whatever happiness we might have together.  I'm in a relationship with Life,  but I'm now cheating with the comfort of Sorrow,  and I often sit alone in my room with her black veil near me as the flowers slowly die outside.  I'm in a relationship with Life,  but she rarely comes around anymore,  and so she causes me to look at Sorrow in her eyes,  and wonder, "Where is my Life, anyway?"  #AT26by30poems NaPoWriMo challenge no. 26 by Aesthetic Thoughts! 🤩 Today is the 26th day of NaPoWriMo! 🏆The winners of the 4th poem ar

I'm in a relationship with Life,  and together we intertwine fingers as she pulls me in closer and closer away from the edge of the world.  I'm in a relationship with Life,  and together we push each other to our limits and when one stops beating the heart of the other is enough to keep us going.  I'm in a relationship with Life, but I'm flirting with that dame in black named Sorrow and she keeps tugging at my arm and flashing me a smile that begs for attention.  I'm in a relationship with Life,  but I'm starting to feel my shackles as she no longer works with me but against me,  and the jealousy she has perpetuates whatever happiness we might have together.  I'm in a relationship with Life,  but I'm now cheating with the comfort of Sorrow,  and I often sit alone in my room with her black veil near me as the flowers slowly die outside.  I'm in a relationship with Life,  but she rarely comes around anymore,  and so she causes me to look at Sorrow in her eyes,  and wonder, "Where is my Life, anyway?"  #AT26by30poems NaPoWriMo challenge no. 26 by Aesthetic Thoughts! 🤩 Today is the 26th day of NaPoWriMo! 🏆The winners of the 4th poem ar

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Pain, without lovePain, I can't get enough Pain, I like it rough'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all You're sick of feeling numb You're not the only oneI'll take you by the handAnd I'll show you a world that you can understandThis life is filled with hurt When happiness doesn't workTrust me and take my hand When the lights go out you will understand Pain, without lovePain, can't get enough Pain, I like it rough'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all Pain, without lovePain, can't get enough Pain, I like it rough'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all Anger and agonyAre better than misery Trust me I've got a planWhen the lights go off you'll understand Pain, without lovePain, can't get enough Pain, I like it rough'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at allPain, without love Pain, can't get enoughPain, I like it rough 'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing Rather feel pain #AT19by30poems NaPoWriMo challenge no. 19 by Aesthetic Thoughts! 🤩 Today is the 19th day of NaPoWriMo! 🏆The winners of the 4th poem ar

Pain, without lovePain, I can't get enough Pain, I like it rough'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all You're sick of feeling numb You're not the only oneI'll take you by the handAnd I'll show you a world that you can understandThis life is filled with hurt When happiness doesn't workTrust me and take my hand When the lights go out you will understand Pain, without lovePain, can't get enough Pain, I like it rough'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all Pain, without lovePain, can't get enough Pain, I like it rough'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all Anger and agonyAre better than misery Trust me I've got a planWhen the lights go off you'll understand Pain, without lovePain, can't get enough Pain, I like it rough'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at allPain, without love Pain, can't get enoughPain, I like it rough 'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing Rather feel pain #AT19by30poems NaPoWriMo challenge no. 19 by Aesthetic Thoughts! 🤩 Today is the 19th day of NaPoWriMo! 🏆The winners of the 4th poem ar

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your eyes had always guided me. unconsciously, I follow that beady sight. they allow me to see,  the purest of the night.  your lips had always guide my moves. unknowingly, I obey your delicate brim. they allow me to prove that this world is not so grim. thus, I shall always seek that face of yours so I'll be guided.  without you, I surely will be weak. however, our world now is divided. #AT15by30poems NaPoWriMo challenge no. 15 by Aesthetic Thoughts! 🤩 Today is the 15th day of NaPoWriMo! 🏆The winners of the 4th poem ar

your eyes had always guided me. unconsciously, I follow that beady sight. they allow me to see,  the purest of the night.  your lips had always guide my moves. unknowingly, I obey your delicate brim. they allow me to prove that this world is not so grim. thus, I shall always seek that face of yours so I'll be guided.  without you, I surely will be weak. however, our world now is divided. #AT15by30poems NaPoWriMo challenge no. 15 by Aesthetic Thoughts! 🤩 Today is the 15th day of NaPoWriMo! 🏆The winners of the 4th poem ar