Doux

By Orizielle

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the walls with blued body scents soft on the skin, the curtains drawn and a lover asleep close by. ... More

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But what am I to make of this?
Freckles
Bloodlines
This is a poem about heartbreak
Voices
(You)
Flower-face
Doux
How dreams disappear
One last poem about you (?)
Atlantis
Kairos
What I feel like right now
Bus-stop blues
26.11.18: this is what today was all about
Alzheimer's
Sisterhood
Nursing a hurt finger
I am sorry I didn't stop to talk, but
Paper boats and fireflies
On the way home
I tried to make this poetic but I am so broken right now
October
God's sob story
I wish it was October forever
Past the Apocalypse
The scarf from Jordan
The end of the world has come
Dead-end road
A poem for you, from far away
How to disappear
Remembering Laika on 31st December 2019
Lonely as a dog in outer space
El padre
La madre
It's me, I
Greek tragedy
Parellel universe
(for you)
God is dead and everything is worse now
Death with dignity
The Beatles break-up
Ghost
Distortion
What is
Another sad poem
A storm is coming, again
On Melancholy
On Missing
On Mourning
A lousy love poem
Mother's Farewell
Skype
Dun Laoghaire
But what is Dublin?
Summerhill
God's Image
A soft epilogue

عُلا

13 2 0
By Orizielle

The ring on her nose
glints in the sun.

I ask where she is from
and she says
Filisteen.

She says Filisteen
with the Arabic pronunciation
and her eyes are fire.
They dare me to ask.

I don't.

Her eyes are fire
and I don't want to know
what they have seen.


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