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Quake you never give up on the ones you love, and for that I admire.
I know you've been through tragedy, and I know that you are tired.
But somehow you keep going on with being the best you can be.
I love that about you. You're a fighter I know we can agree.
I love you so much you're amazing to me.
You've helped people become themselves I hope you can see.
You have so much heart and soul, we needed a hero and then came you.
You've done amazing things and I'm so proud of you too.
You started as a hacker and then slowly rose to the top.
Everyday you save the world nonstop.
It must be exhausting but you always prevail.
Even when you're tired you never the world fail.
Stay strong and have faith that everything will turn out alright...
I know for sure that your future is bright.
for quake week
annh Feb 2021
๐‘‡โ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘›๐‘’๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘Ÿ-๐‘’๐‘›๐‘‘๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” ๐‘ž๐‘ข๐‘Ž๐‘˜๐‘’ ๐‘œ๐‘“ ๐‘‘๐‘Ž๐‘ฆ,
๐ด ๐‘“๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘ ๐‘ก ๐‘œ๐‘“ ๐‘๐‘ข๐‘Ÿ๐‘‘๐‘’๐‘› ๐‘ข๐‘›๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๐‘๐‘œ๐‘ ๐‘’๐‘‘;
๐‘€๐‘–๐‘ โ„Ž๐‘’๐‘‘ ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘š๐‘Ž๐‘ โ„Ž๐‘’๐‘‘, ๐‘Ž ๐‘ ๐‘ก๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ-๐‘๐‘Ÿ๐‘œ๐‘ ๐‘ ๐‘’๐‘‘ ๐‘๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘ ๐‘ก,
๐ด ๐‘๐‘œ๐‘’๐‘ก๐‘–๐‘ ๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘–๐‘’ ๐‘‘๐‘’๐‘๐‘œ๐‘ ๐‘’๐‘‘.

ยง

I dฮนe ั‚o ั•leep,
I ั•leep ั‚o dฮนe,
I dreฮฑะผ ั‚o lฮนve,
Aษดd wฮฑฤธe ั‚o cry;

Teฮฑrั• oา“ loั•ั•,
Teฮฑrั• oา“ ั•ะฝฮฑะผe,
Reษขreั‚ reั•olveั•,
To ั‚ฮฑฤธe ั‚ะฝe ะฒlฮฑะผe.
A miscellany.

โ€˜What I was chasing in circles must have been the tail of the darkness inside me.โ€™
- Haruki Murakami, After the Quake
Then again, what do you expect from a shaking ground?
Peace is obliviously out of question.
It left me with ruins and wound
And an empty confession
I searched
through the
rubble when
dusk has
the water
and wave
tusk ashore
the last
break fore
surfer now
to close
kettle only
this quake
on dry
surf near
alcove and
her sky
last break is a last breaker
Raven Feb 2019
>walkin in the rain, footsteps shake, head throbs, but I still hear your silent echoes as if they follow me in the dark, my whispers are silent thunders, as if screaming in the past, it won't bring you back.

<I walk on, mud at my feet. Stepping to the trail of my own weathered beat. Nature touches my senses and the space between.

>Always in my headspace, cannot get out, still stuck, cannot move.
Though I found a way out, but you never go away, so I guess I gotta stay. I hope someday I make it out alive, whether it burns or not.

<I'll feel the flames reach higher as I gasp for air
I hope the rain comes and washes away the pain and I can dance freely again
with the sun.

>The sun in my arms, I got no space for air, breathing frantically, I hold out my last to you. But in the distance, as my voice stops, I see a shadow, squinting, eyes nearly closed, I know it's not you.

<It is a part of me
The part I don't want to see
clearly
Running will save no one.

>I'm done, words filtrate, my thoughts are bare. ****, my mind is exposed, no one who cares.
Another Duet written by me and Kate Rebecca Hopwood.
< Kate
> Me
Annie Jan 2019
The quakes run through my veins
The fire and the pain
Of tiny pieces of lead
Churning inside my head.
Based on the word "quake".
A Simillacrum Nov 2018
Come to think of it,
I've strung a string of selfish lovers,
since the first lover to covet my heart.

Enter the present,
I'm of the morose understanding,
the cutthroat waters of the waking world. . .

Temper the mind to take,
raze, and ****.
Take
        Take
                Take

Temper the heart to quake.
Quake
           Quake
                      Quake

at the fulfillment
of practical demand.

Quake
           Quake
                      Quake

on bended knee,
in dream,

for love for free.
Qweyku Oct 2018
aย ย  h e a rย ย tย ย  m o u l dย ย o fย ย  g l a s s

w h e nย ย  p a s s i o nย ย  b r o k eย ย  f r e e

cย ย l e aย ย rย ย l yย ย  myย ย  s o u lย ย  s h a t t e r e d

a sย ย  l o v e sย ย  s p e a rย ย  t h r u s t

t h r o u g hย ย ย f i s s u r e sย ย  q u a k e d

o nย ย  t h eย ย  i n s i d e sย ย  o fย ย  m e


ยฉ Qwey.ku
Hillary B Apr 2018
the strength of my love

has me weak beyond belief

i need to run back

to you

but my knees seem to quake
Jessica Jarvis Apr 2018
...My hardened heart has been awakened.
The broken grounds will begin to quake and
within the crevices between the faults,
Your rushing water will flood....
4/10/18

Here is a little excerpt from a much larger spoken word poem entitled, โ€œRebornโ€.
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