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New anthology, "Sleepers in World War II" will be out on July 29th 2025. x 💌

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Finally. This anthology coming down from the idea of forbidden love and intense love in a crowded room or a deadly sense to a battlefield. 💌

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It's the only time we have. x

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Other than make this all an anthology. And so my, once very first anthology, "Bobby", the 8th remastered is out now. 🧡

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Tragic and Fast by Bobby Yusuf

Hugged by someone so tight tonight I know I have to not enjoy the moment Tomorrow, I have someone to meet at his gym Right when I write this

He asked me to try the smoke he made I said, "This is not for me" While looking into his eyes And it never turned into an argument That’s playing in my head He understood it

Tragic and fast. I read that word somewhere Talking about other things I try to reconstruct the railway Just to hit it to my head

Sometimes I know everything But at the everything—I know nothing It’s the kind of club I know Where people finally understand

'Cause the rule is always the same: You have to feel the torture first Before you get to give the other the warning

That’s why Romeo and Juliet is in the same club as mine They didn’t get the chance They never had the chance

I'm in the middle of this club alone With flawed, colorless bodies of lovers

We always get the chance to process the love, But not to process the anticipation, the run, The final words when we got caught

I never had the chance to Convince you to stop thinking about People’s expectations that are playing in your head What we had was love

And you let the coffin close Before you knew that it was just love

Or when you had to go back to America I never even said a thing like marriage Until the train caught you As well as the woman that you married

Or when you decided to marry a woman For political matters, to live a masked life I was there, longing all the time You should’ve booked the train before the dance

Or when the demonstration happened Why couldn’t I hold your hands for 5 minutes? Then we could run from the movie theater And meet at the dinner on the table you booked

I always have these weird dreams Possessing every man's head Just for me to urge them to say What they wanna say, what I wanna see A happy-go-lucky lovers That never happened in me

I can't change my identity Or run from the hospital Stop the time when you touch me Or buy a ticket to India—oh, I wish I could!

But I never decided to do a comeback And I'm stranded, only thinking in a dark room Always holding myself from overconsuming love And it's what makes the call: tragic and fast

And all of this didn’t really happen And I wish I could say, “I love you” To the one who needed it the most

Now that it never happened—I have to repel it And I don’t know what to do Other than make this all an anthology.

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Heaven Loves You by Bobby Yusuf

Who would believe that A love could survive Through the absence of a miraculous lip touch Between two souls who are indeed starved of love?

In a soul, in a dictionary, it's the same He's the same—synchronized, a happening love, A possible true love I see as a never-option, A possible angel's light amidst battle cries

Crucially defined, the timing isn't right Keep making remedies Like chairs, pens, and whiteboards Aren’t supposed to make you understand

Critically acclaimed as nothing How do you see that? More like, How do you feel that?

I decided to lose it—I dethroned a good day From being called "a good day." A reason to stay awake A hope

I fucked it up—I mistook a seemingly little day Said I'm hungry for love Realized he's hungry for a man's affection, A kind of attention that motivates him

To extend the time, And make sacrifices of himself I regret it and I declare: Not the time—I’m the one who made you

I'm blowing my jag to a person Who I thought would survive The damage I caused That's a big matter I blinded myself from

Crucially made the worst deal, Overconfident in life’s fast pace, Processed everything faster than the wind I didn't know I pushed someone under the water

I didn't get to understand your feeling that day I didn't even put in the effort, nor intend to I didn’t know you needed it like the song of life I ruined someone’s life like I ruined a country

Weeks turned to months; I curse it yearly The greatest poems are always made From the greatest mourning Make the belief to reassure that

I can return the favor I should’ve returned when you were there Like a letter with candy—it was never sent When you needed it the most

Said I couldn't accompany you Said you’ll be good in your bed, and a goodbye Said all is said in the middle of begging, In the middle of negotiations and promises

In the middle of your stare That I wish I could see beyond the screen Wish I could see how your light was the brightest, And I let it dim by my mouth of knives,

By my mind of pure evil Thinking you’re never gonna be the one, Thinking nothing could ever work out between us, Thinking a legend is a myth—not meant to be made

Not even thinking clearly when I threw you harshly, Like I was supposed to, Like I was hollowed If only I’d known—I never meant it

Now I’m deleting folders in my head Named "Not Supposed to Be Deleted" I’m embarrassingly a joker I know I can’t undo you from my poem

Metaphors I collected—I make them cryptic Because, hypothetically, I’m trying so hard To build a great wall between my weak mind

I’m still embarrassingly a joker It’s all useless now The one I need to send this to Is no longer in a place where I can send it

I can’t love you now, and I wish I could Now that our bodies are so different I can’t prove it, but I know heaven loves you

Please tell me through the ghosts in this room They all love you, Felipé Read this poem, however the magic grants: I love you, Felipé.

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I'm in Love With You by Bobby Yusuf

I learned your culture, I learned your structure I learned how a man like you is just a man I learned how it can't be explained

We were skin and bones We were what’s worth calling love We were skin and bones And maybe now we’re someone else’s demons

I’ve been in a minute to fall in love Now it’s been a month, And still, we don’t let it go

And I’m in love with you Grew like a boy that a man wants to I’m too in love with you I throw the paper I kept on my desk, Like how it should be

And to think of it all… is to tell the truth: I’m in love with you

If it’s the end—should we make it end? If it’s combat—should we be combative? Everything sounds hard, sounds big But it passed us

It was always too much to hear, And never enough for us to eat

I’ve been in a month to fall in love Now it’s the biggest break And I can’t even let go—of all the let-go I came from the sea With all the notes you told me…

Because I’m in love with you Grew like a boy that a man wants to I’m too in love with you

And to think of it all is to tell the truth: I’m in love with you

How can you be just “one of the friends” to someone? You're too kind They would manifest castles with you, They would feel the peace I’ll never have at night

And in your design, It’s hypocritical for me to say that you're not a true love Like, how can you project your smile into a missile Striking my untouchable soul?

How can you melt the frozen butterfly? It burns red but it’s never dead—it flies And the bones I collect raise a nerve, Just in the night I know

You were the one I begged for: My mind, my body, my soul A demon may ask me for a price But I would leave it just to reach your wise

And the satellite has never pulled this strong The rotation never felt so… on

I’m in love with you And hush—I’m in love with you Just hear—I’m in love with you

Even now, You go back to India, For years—whether my hair is tied or lays long, It’s still your face in my golden mind

I can’t find someone born like you I’m in love with you With you With you.

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Fireland by Bobby Yusuf

The promise you break is the aftermath Of a promise I break on my own face

Each time we meet at the end, I’m all party lights and ignored clocks You’re the dark room and alarming alarm

And when we hit, it’s so beautiful I can’t even write it in my card of rules

And I bet your father’s mouth will fall wide When he hears I told your big-mouthed friend That I was your wife

Cause when you touch me, it’s a fireland The world slows down, burns into amber

And when you touch me, I know one thing—no father and mother Will give this their consent

It’s too special It might be the one thing that has to end But I know—you and me are a fireland

You unclothed me A big chest, a big brave And whispered, A bright idea a dark room can make

Like you’ve never seen what you truly want This must be the garden you sought A soft, unexpected kind of shit

What will your mom say? She raised the handsomest Just to swerve off-road And say that I am his mistress

He writes “Mister and Mister.” I call—Babe, you’re my lover

And when you touch me—it’s a fireland A heart’s anonymous motion A massive change—solving into crystal

And when you touch me, I know one thing—no father, no mother Will give this their blessing

It’s too special And it has to end But I know—you and me is a fireland

And isn’t it sweet that your finger became my biggest dream ever? Like… ever?

And isn’t it sweet that my thin eyes became your biggest favor ever? Like… ever? Like ever?

Heart’s anonym motion Brain’s bad, bad recognition This is gonna end But I know that you and me are a fireland.

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Candlelight

by Bobby Yusuf

A moment in life, When Saturn has its ring so tight It touched my face You have to meet me at the rightest time You terrorize me in my daydream

And I have to say, I wanted to know you from the first place Somehow

And I want to say, I see you like I’ll never be the same

In the candlelight, I saw us burning brighter In the candlelight, I realized That we couldn’t stay forever

And they call my name, They call my name, They call my name, They call my name But when you call my name…

I listen to your touch Gravity is in crisis I see your eyes like a flying bird It’s never something my eyes could ever miss

And I wait for the answer in this town You better not I better not They better not

In the candlelight, I saw us burning brighter In the candlelight, I realized That we couldn’t stay forever

And they call my name, They call my name, They call my name, They call my name But when you call my name…

I froze the night like I had the power I looked at a candle—knew it would be the last I shouldn’t hold my chest, I can still laugh like an animal, Like I have the will A power to reflect a heartbreak

And that night, I knew just how to lose you Because I knew I would lose you

A bus speeding fast out of town I know we made a heartbreaking bound But even a heartbreak It’s another moment of triumph

In the candlelight, I saw us burning brighter That we couldn’t stay forever

That we couldn’t stay forever I saw us burning brighter and brighter In the candlelight Its light, in the candlelight

And I’m sorry for, somehow, if just I terrorized you in your age’s daydream.

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Sex Sphere by Bobby Yusuf

Baby, rotation, a motion A stop in the kitchen A rethink of forever

Madman, a lot of good things, a good load A knock in a locked room A rethink—it’s a consideration

And I’m sorry for driving you off the road I changed the plan, but I swear It was in your favor for wanting me so bad

Sex sphere, he gets the beat He gets the heat—it is my hips

“Lies, Bobby” He gets the color of you He gets the mint that he wanted from you

And wait—the smell, I care He's so mortal, you said You were begging to stay for the first time On the same day, you left at night

You don’t wanna chase simple love I don’t wanna understand all your jokes Time is rolling, your feet are strolling Your whole self is blinding Car headlights are blinding too As well as my empathy—it’s blinding But one thing—the book will never bind

And he said he would make it a penalty Never thought that he’d make it I said, “Do you dare when you look into my eyes?” And he said, “You’re just not the same.”

And I question myself: Am I the same Bobby in the first stage? 'Cause now all the cards I have feel like jokers And I just feel like you’re all joking

Is this the sphere that I always get? I’m lovesick and love-drunken, Got in a chance so thin—I made it never Like—will I? Will I? Will I?

And I made the world to live us here And you're trying to land a nuclear I tried to calm you so politely Until it’s a heartbreak—then I’ll be the second one to land it

Is this the sex sphere that I always get? I’m lovesick and love-drunken, Got in a chance so thin—I made it never Like—will I? Will I? Will I?

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Hear Me Out by Bobby Yusuf

Amaranth on my lips, I realize it when you mention it Berry blue is your jeans All in my head, all in the darkness

Oh Lord, I've been thinking tonight We could make some choice out of light Like, you can call me every time

Now hear me out: you will go under, And I think I'm in too But please know that it's a danger, 'Cause I'm leaning on you

And I know you never liked a pessimist But babe, I'm one to forgive a fucker like you So cry when you know it's not clean Cry when you have me on the scene All I know is—I’m the one that gets hurt

Sangria is on my hips, Ruby red is on your chest, your ears And it's been totally sick, it's been such good rumor material When people ask, "Why do we mirror?"

If people say that a promise from a man can't be trusted Then babe, We both promised something that can't be trusted

And I'm still waiting for you to be better All you do is wait for negative answers You play for a dark horse, I play the lover It was a storm—it’s a chaos I like

So kiss me, fuck me Save me from someone that looks like… Kiss me, fuck me Save me from someone that looks like… Kiss me, fuck me Save me from someone that looks like you

I forged love overnight You used it to have a war with at dinner I summoned a plan; you summoned big head I wanted to be the centerpiece You tore the mural’s face Aren’t you scared when people say You'll regret kicking your lover out of bed?

Week to weeks—tombstone in the street Leaves fly, hearts fly, night flies with some other easy mice Clockworks, magic exchange, love commission in the nighttime I saw that demon, I saw how you like to be in amaranth lips with someone So that night in berry blue jeans—you did You made her sangria saturated—it hints And the ruby red I kept in your chest—it dies

Now hear me out: you will go under, And I think I just won’t Babe, you know that it's a danger, 'Cause all she leans on is you And you know I never liked a narcissist But babe, I’m one to never forgive such a fucker like you

So cry when you know it's not clean Cry when you only had me on your lips All I know is—I’m the one that gets hurt.

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Here I Am in The Dark by Bobby Yusuf

Too fast to celebrate, winning just a penny I try to braid my timeline—never make it clingy I’m too anxious to lose just once They’ve lost a hundred times, they say But being in this mental? It’s a form of denial

I climb a hill, slide off the hill, Looking for my place But boulders always fuck with me I just need someone to prove to me That life isn’t all about overthinking

And I was the one Who saw you with that sweet-smile girl Tell me—how much does it cost to unbreak a heart that broke this badly?

And I’m wondering, When you’re not with your lover, Are you waiting in the dark? 'Cause here I am in the dark

She asked how I feel about you It's hell for a former lover to meet the new one She even asked about your secrets Damn, you better treat that girl better

And I climb your mountain skin Just to find my place But sleepers always mess with me I just need someone to prove to me That life isn’t just about lover-seeking

And I was the one who saw you With that sweet-smile girl Tell me—how much does it cost to unbreak a heart that broke this badly?

And I’m asking again, When you’re not with your lover, Are you waiting in the dark? 'Cause here I am, still in the dark

I remind myself How many nukes I’ve dropped How many acids I’ve swallowed How many people I’ve loved How many murders I ignored from the silence of my phone

I can’t live like this I just can’t

Here I am in the dark Thinking about heartbreak, Thinking about why I’m breaking Under it all, I miss when we were lovers But you’ve proved you’re not overthinking me

Remind myself How many lives I still have to live I just need someone to get me

'Cause here I am in the dark.

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I Can't Play Right by Bobby Yusuf

I made an ironic statue of someone When it comes to pleasing, I’m a deadbeat But if I wasn’t, I’d just keep being it

He was made like the moon: Half in light, half in dark His existence—everyone wants it Like, if he left, the world would just stop

We’re made of blood, salt, lime, and honey Just a wrong blink, And you’ll be gone, Like a demon with one last, thin chance

And from that, I realize one cute ill I had: I never played right And I was never right for you

Even in our arguments, You’d say I was the hottest pink We fell like chest skin, magnetic—too intense For a whore on a one-night spill

And I wanted to cry, But I couldn’t Because I know—I can't play right

Less objection sparked combustion Less obsession found conclusion What was I even looking for? A man or just less alone?

Was I forcing you to not raise a child? Would I laugh if you left the house? Would I let you go if they said let him go?

Oh, I know—all my answers are miserably “No” And that’s the combustion That’s the conclusion

And since then, I’ve realized one cute ill I have: I just can never play right And you—you were never right for me

Even in our arguments, I’d say you’re the hottest pink We fell like chest skin, magnetic—a sin Intentionally, for a man in one night

And I wanted to lie, But I couldn’t Because I know—I can’t play right

And I ask myself: Would I come back to you if you asked? I answer myself: yes

“Everyone wants you,” I said They never did “You could buy two cars with your face” That was my romanticism—tangled like a thornbush

What’s the matter? I did you manly So you did me

And I ask myself again: Would I come back to you if you asked? I answer myself: no.

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4 AM by Bobby Yusuf

Time is a blue mist It’s passing me It shouldn’t be

You are a red shit You make me miss you Should it be like this?

In a dark room, Phone’s light The dim gets bigger I know—my peace is in chaos

I’m getting old My skin gets rough Baby—exactly at 4 AM Will you want me for who I am? Will you?

It’s 4 AM, and the storm in my mind Keeps creeping—wide and wide Baby, answer me Your lips are my demand Or you can just leave my rest Regret is my number, And 4 AM never lasts this forever

What I accidentally think It’s so bad, it becomes real What I intentionally make It’s the worst, but it becomes a kiss To my death after other deaths, To my life of another life, In the same timeline, Underlined by someone else

I’m getting old My skin gets rough Baby—exactly at 4 AM Will you want me for who I am? Will you?

It’s 4 AM, and the weakest of mind Keeps slaying—wild and wild Baby, answer me Your eyes hold no answer Yes, you can just leave my shit Regret’s not your number But if I could talk If I could say 4 AM never lasts this forever

And the lover I knew at the edge of age Becomes the one I thrilled for ages I’m scared they’ll rotate Rather than butterflies and bone, I expected them to kill me at my best But what I know is—I’m not who I am now

I’m getting old My skin gets rough Baby—exactly at 4 AM Will you want me for who I am? Will you? Will you want me for who I am? Will you? Will you still want me for who I am?

Will you? Will you? Will you? Will you? Will you? Will you? Will you? Will you? Will you?

Will you?

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Chess Game by Bobby Yusuf

Blink blink, and you’ll be electrified Blink blink—your eyes just couldn’t lie I was the one you chose One by one, in the same room, I said, “My hand keeps the truth.”

And for some time, I ignored the world Just to think about your love

Like a soldier—man, sacrifice I’m done being better Done asking why I need to dominate someone Just to validate that I had all of them?

Blink blink, and I’m petrified Some nights, I’m just tired of holding the fight You called me dramatic, you stopped templating Now I’m overshadowing My friends leave me because of it Because of you

Like warm skin—man, dedication I’m done being a lover, it just made you merrier Do I need to win over someone else Just to believe I’ve moved on from you?

I thought this love was endless Turns out it was just an arcade You're still in my face, and I could go mad Replay it, bear it, smell the fair It was a chess game

Out of my head, out of every bed I ever shared You got the best, You got the respect of my senses

So why did you have to destroy me—when I never destroyed you? You live in an empty house of me Like, who are you?

I made you the world—you filled it with landmines The universe we shared was a chess game that you rigged, and I realized

I put too much energy just to say “Be gentle.” One act is doom Be harmless, I know you’ll bloom

It’s soft, this truth I carry I may be defeated But half of your mind is still me

So what will you do? Come make it true, I’m waiting I’ve never been off Never been in the same room with someone else for this long

With candles and blight Was that not enough?

Do I need to pay it in the battlefield? Or do I need to be a horse? I was the love in minimal circumstance So pure—I never thought you’d face me like this

But my chemicals, They only make my love fall And the love It works on someone else.

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Bedline by Bobby Yusuf

I’m someone—he’s someone too I’m that short one, he’s that tall one I’m some baby’s scent He’s never been good with any perfume

He’s quite dumb He’s been crashing up And I’m just smart Just not when I’m crushing love

Because it’s when your shadow is in the back of my fucked-dark mind You react to things You just don’t have to react all the damn time

You discovered how my wise Depends on your wise You outlaw the bedline And so I just let you

And whisper, I could’ve had it all night…

The time I ran my hands through your hair, thin cheeks, that skin Thinking you're so comfortable to sleep here Thinking your body can mark wild on me With your toddler acting—it’s affecting my sleep It’s bad, it’s very bad

Now that you’re outlawing our bedline

I dreamed a candlelight under cold water Dawn starts—we’re both wide open We don’t stop

Your fucking face is on me Baby—do you wanna stop this? Stop this? You’re just outlawing

Long hair, beach-tanned neck Wood hard, new style I’ve been in a faery phase for someone I denied Now that we’re in the same bed I’m outlawing the bedline too

“Bobby, you don’t have to act like you’re some older man.” “Bobby, you don’t have to say you’ll let him fuck it again.” “Bobby, you don’t have to bend—it’s happening.”

You’ll let him fuck your mind again.

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Big City by Bobby Yusuf

You said I’m a city full of light, You said I’m beautiful at brown sight But in this car, you never call me mine

You said I’m a point of luxury, You said I’m the world you're wanting Now I can’t bear to maintain Just for you to live

But if I’m gonna be your ninth ex, Will you call me a whore to your friends? Rumors about my pants are everywhere This boy just could’ve been better than a bed-friend Now my face becomes the screen of your dreams… And a stranger that sits near the table of your new date

And I'm not lying—I’m saying the truth Even if it rebounds and bruises the figure you’re proud of It’ll only strengthen the karma I carry

Baby—I’m not that beautiful hometown I know I’m a big city So what do you really like from me, boy? Know now that I’m in my twenty-shit

They say “Damn” when they look at you They’ll do anything to get rid of me, To replace me

You convinced me I’m the best And I was out of my mind to believe you I’m the best since you said so

And I’ve never fit into my mother’s shape, I can’t pretend I’m the finest But even a broken heart It can be pinned with gold

So baby, Will I ever be your beautiful hometown? I know I’m a big city What do you really like from me, boy? Know now that I’m in my twenty-shit

I guess you never answered And all this time, maybe the answer was my classic habits I ask you—someone I can’t hear anymore And I can’t believe this dynasty of being the biggest loser I have to play

And I’m the greatest version of myself to survive this That menace thinking you planted in my mind Was somehow the best thing I had with you

You don’t have to tell me when it’s different The sky has its signs

Where are you? Will you return, Or did you run to marry yourself?

No, you don’t have to tell me I know I’m a big city And you were looking for a beautiful hometown I know—I’m just a city

You don’t have to say If she was the one all along You would've left me anyway, even at my best

Now I guess… Love has to rest In this big, big city.