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Close your eyes
Count to ten
Take a breath
Find a pen
Write it out
Let it loose
Don't get lost
In these woods
For one day
You might get stuck
Way too far
In the muck
Kyla A
There’s a murmuring in the distance,
Followed by the clatter of human existence.
She watches the sway of enlightened trees
As her eyes are pulled into the sight of a forgotten reed.
The music of the buds
Pressed into her ears are
unclear as she breathes
In the scents of her past,
Childhood years.
Aravind Shanavaz
Lord. Haven’t I suffered enough ?
These constantly refreshing images.
Why not just take my life ?
Give me a rest from this cursed life.
No, scarred life.

I don’t want to feel anymore.
I don’t want to love anymore.
I can’t love anymore.
Can’t even hate anymore.

Love is dead in my life,
Not coming back ever.
I don’t belong here, not anymore.

Take me up to heaven,
Heal my scars if you could.
Impossible right ?
Chairs in the room

On the table
Requiring attention
Strewn to the side
And left

Fire in the hearth
No one
To watch it

Empty room
Amply furnished
Ticking clocks
No one
To listen
Is it still love,
If nothing ever changed?
Is it still love,
If my feelings were denounced?
Is it still love,
If you forgot my name?
Is it still love,
If you never look my way?
For: Frances Lefevre
Please stay with me,
I know I sound selfish,
But I need you here with me.
Please stay with me,
I know I can't do this without you,
But it makes me sound needy.
Please stay with me,
I know I need help,
But you don't have to stay if you don't want to.
Yawns are contagious,
And so are colds.

And apparently,
So are smiles.
I hope you know
that every time I told you I loved you,
it came from deep down inside my heart.

So deep,
that every time I said it,
I could feel my heart ache.
sandra wyllie
hand you my heart
for you to break it

Why do I
believe in all your lies
when you fake it

Why do I
cry out my eyes
I can’t take it

Why do I
even try
I can’t shake it

When will I realize
we’re not going to
make it
My dreams used to be my escape from all the hurt but now I can't stop thinking about food, even while sleeping.
And the worst part about her?

She cared.
Scott F Hemingway
Father was
Rama Rally
now his
hair was
haze in
phase of
their new
found praise
the avatar
has shape
of America
with continental
to encircle
globe with
a sense
of purpose
yet today
the act of congress
i laugh at the irony
that love broke my heart.
i’ll kiss you in a protest
and they’ll know:
kisses as sweet as ours
are worth fighting for.

(and they’ll forget
what their protests
were once against.)
Memories I'll never forget
Actions I deeply regret
Ended Us with a heartbreak
Repeatedly, now my heart ache
I wish I never falter
Come will a time, hope we'll be together
John Bartholomew
It's an acquired state on mind.
A conscious
A quietness
A fondness
One may say, a heir achy, from you all.

Also an acquired state of mind.
A derailment
A letting go of it all
An unseen hurting inside

You don't know whats happened to that soul
An incident so unforgiving its led to this black hole
The judge in you thinks your above that sad being
But in their own self conscious, it's trouble they are fleeing

(Never judge what you never know)

Lamar Cole
When he kissed her lips.
He tasted life.
He knew that he wanted her for his wife.
When he touched her.
He felt like he was in heaven.
And that she was the reason for his living.
Like a soft cloud
It is surrounding me
My thoughts far away
My heart warm and save
A state of mind
Where happiness and sadness
Cross each others way
And are able to live in peace
His loose hair travels my house and clothes,
His warmth welcomes itself into selected few.
When he sees black, his trust is set,
he is constant like the winding of the string upon his cheeks,
and yet brief when wanted.
For a mind so distantly separate,
We manage to be human and cat to each other.
Hey tell me if you like it when I get abstract, or is it too confusing?
Radhika Lusted
Early morning
Rise and shine
There’s no more waiting
Nows the time

You’ve come this far
Don’t turn back now
Take a breath
You know just how

The signs have told you
The time is near
The world is yours
So listen clear

The words you speak
You’ll speak them loud
For the voice you have
Must be endowed
You’re on the right path.
I'm angry
I really am

I'm angry
but more than that I want to break down at every second of the day and night
and the worst part is you aren't even capable of saying you're sorry

I'm angry
I'm angry when you mope around the house like this wasn't your fault
Like you didn't endanger every person that tried to get close to you
Like you haven't tried to blame everyone else around you before taking any responsibility for your actions

I'm angry
I want you to tell me the truth
To look into my eyes and tell me you never cared about any of us

I'm angry
I really am
It's ok there's no deadline
No rush
Let it happen when its right
When the moments fine & lush
When we speak in eyes & blushing
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She takes the stand
With the voice of millions on her back
And speaks the fact that we all know,
far too well to be true -                  
                                           Me too.

She is heard but not believed,
She is heard with faith deceived .

When will it be enough -
Is one in six not enough ?
Is one sister, one friend
still - not enough?

one colleague, one mother, one wife, one lover -
one teacher, one doctor, one preacher, one author -
one husband, one son, one brother.
Which one will it take, to stop
the non-consensual clock
and make us realise that -

Time. Is. Up.
Peaceful Soul
When things hit you hard,
Don't absorb the impact.

Reflect it to peace of mind,
Find the store for the impact.

It might not work,
But you will get less impact.
Noni Winters
I stumbled upon you
Like a child
that finds a pretty stone

Bewildered by your presence
I sat and admired
Counting your cracks
Caressing what makes you glitter

You stood infront of me
Bold and beautiful
Like nothing I'd ever seen

And as you gave me your attention
I think I misconstrued your intentions

I wanted to put you in my pocket
But you said no

So there you sit
Perfectly unpolished
A love

I can only visit
All these men in my life

Always love me too much
To a point, I’m always drained

From being controlled
Being captivated
Being ignored
Being cheated
Being confused
Being hurt
Being fooled
Being in love
Being invisible

They drained me to the point
I couldn't find myself
To love me first
I'm jealous of the rain
It gets close to you
Closer than I ever will
It touches your skin
It combs your hair
It comes when you're sad
It stays when you're happy
I love you but you don't love me
So I say
I'm jealous of the rain
Sorry I haven't written anything as of late. I have been really busy with school. I really hope you enjoy.
Edit: thanks for the comments the original song is Jealous by Labirinth
I fixed the words
to lie
I must say I'm okay
so that no one will ask me why.
Jason James
I am blessed.
A buzz.
I am blessed.
“You’re not good enough”
Is the one sentence you should
Never tell yourself.
Hi. I’ve been struggling with this my whole life. It’s like I’ll never be able to convince myself. I feel like my poetry is at a decline. I feel as if nothing I write is good. I couldn’t tell you the amount of “drafts” &  private poems I have on here just because I’m afraid.
Afraid of ridicule.
Afraid of hating myself more.
Afraid of everything.
Chloe Haas
That girl sitting there
is a beautiful tragedy
her mind is an aghast
her body
is her grave
her bones
while her throat is being strangled
whats wrong with her mind
cant ever be untangled.
is a beautiful tragedy
Varsha Kar
I pulled my windows down,
Like it was my guard
Let the wind kiss all of me,
The way your lips pecked my heart.
The wind felt like your lips, I let myself free to relive our first kiss.
I had a breakup
on 30th November 2019!
And he left..
All I want
Isn’t money or fame

All I want
Is to some of you might sound cheesy

But what I really want
Is to hear

“You’re a good daughter”
And that
Is enough for me.
an epidemic
of ghastly proportions

it is the plague
of this era

my sister
will not
Mystic Ink Plus
If you want to
Feel pain

Fall in love

If you want to
Feel happy

Fall in love

With whom
That only matters
Genre: Observational
Theme: Matter of time
she's sad
so im sad
it's just that simple
she is ginger,
and thunder.
Every night you come to my dreams,
You come to my dreams and whisper,
Whisper sweet little nothings you do,
You do it to me all the time, oh Jenny,
Jenny, you're so beautiful and pure,
A purity expands from my memories,
Emanate from my sleep does your purity.
My HP Poem #1815
©Atul Kaushal
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