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Alicia Moore Mar 2021
The dawn of humans unknowingly sparked a debate in sincerity.
While praising dexterity, one may neglect the warmth of a tender heart.

Is it better to ablate the ***** —
do we intend to berate its kindness?

I wish to travel to the beginning of evolution,
when no pollution of such harshness is clear;
that may be our only solution here.
MisfitOfSociety Dec 2020
Wake up world!
You wanna sleep with the lie?!
It makes you feel safe.
Close your mouth, shut your eyes,
listen and behave!

Everybody in the right wing,

Fight!

Everybody in the left wing,

Fight!

Choose a side or get singled out!

Everybody in the country,

Fight!

Everybody in the world,

Fight!

Fight their wars, do what is right!

Everybody in the cities,

Fight!

Everybody in the towns,

Fight!

Killing each other in the streets.

They don't have to do a thing,
The populace silences itself.
The world uses its hands,
To cover over its own mouth.

Use your mouth to,
Speak!
Use your ears to,
Hear!
Use your eyes to,
See!
They're controlling your reality.

Wake up world!
You want to sleep with the lie?!
The world is a stage.
Play your part, say your lines,
like a good little slave.
kier Sep 2020
it's delightful
the harsh autumn movement
and the angelic snowfall
with wings so beautiful
though my body grows numb
I still open my heart warmly
to these cold seasons

I think of him fondly
even though he was wrong
I cried for him, cared for him
and he hardly thought of me at all
I was always holding on to something
that was never
really there
Erica Girone Sep 2020
She radiates melancholy
But with a smile on her face
Trying her best to be warm
With a distant cold embrace

I have got to say
I truly love her strength
God knows, she’s breaking
All with a smile on her face
Saïda Boūzazy Aug 2020
Deep and Dark
like the ocean  
Harsh and hard  
As  the storm
Precious and strong
-A piece of jeweller
Jess Jul 2020
Hard lines, sharp edges
would like to wash the harshness away
My maturity nudges me to stay
to breathe and
face these aspects
You are not me
yet I feel like I'm blowing away

A large deep breath
as I remain and allow
I walk and move
shifting energy around

Heavy focus dazed in and out
I allow myself
I open now
I feel myself challenged again and again,
but I remain here
present, staring

you straight in the eye.
My creation
buckles under my gaze
it tries to play games
but it cannot sustain.

My stomach churns,
skin chilled yet burns
But I remain.
Here, observing
Never truly fading

Burned away
in a fiery haze
yet
I still Remain.
Nov 8, 2019
Mari Jun 2020
I'm not sensitive,
The world is just
Too harsh.
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