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Amberly E Jimenez
I was once a seed tossed away
to the side of the concrete
until you paved a place for me to stay.
You dug into the dirt.
You watered my soul.
I was once a seed,
now I am a rose.
Masha Yurkevich

Worry is a misuse of your imagination...

for some reason
this kinda ****
is the reason I got abandonment issues
I want you to be my monster.
I want you to steal away my breath.

I want you to give me terror.
I want you to give me death.

I know you’ll eat me alive, take away my life
But I am always one step ahead, for I will steal your knife.
Samantha Davenport
i'm sorry things ended the way they did
but don't you see they had to?
you never truly understood
truly cared
talking to you was like you were constantly playing my
uno reverse cards
flipping it all back to you
in the end
i couldn't be real anymore
but could you actually, truly
be real with me?
in the end
distance was the only way to fix this.
Kelsey McIntyre
A mental illness does not define who you are
But it is apart of you

The days when you feel like it will finally be okay
Darkness sneaks back in and takes your wrist in a chain

Not all people feel this pain of feeling different
But maybe that’s what makes someone

Because sometimes the darkest and scariest minds
Can be the most beautiful places to get lost in
Ron Conway
When the night has fallen fast
Trim your dream-ship, scale the mast
Queries answered, questions asked
Trust the magic will outlast
sorry to say
but some of your poems
aren't poems
this is not a poem / why was this trending ?? oh my..
The day  has now gone here is the night
It's twelve o'clock all lights gone out
Not a single soul no one insight
We look out the window no one about.

Eyes are weary we are fighting sleep
Time to clime up that wooden hill
Waiting for us is the bed and sheets
Tired and drowsy sleep we will.

The evenings are colder
The frost here again
But we are much older
And our health's not the same

So as we head to that slumber land
And we dream our cares away
We pull up the blankets with our hands
And say goodnight to the day.
These cold nights a nice warm bed is welcoming.
it began like any cliché film,
a girl with degenerating neurons,
a boy trying to stay a float in his sorrows.

two worlds drunkenly collide.
emotions, memories, thoughts spill over.
you remember?

no. your sickness robbed you of these pure moments.
it took what may have been the beginning of what you've been searching for.

a kiss. a touch. pleasurable asphyxiation.
blurred night of raw feelings.
is this what remains?

an empty love.

the sickness stole it.

a night forgotten but emotions remembered.
I wonder what it feels like
To hold the world in your hands
And let it slip from your grasp

Suppose I'll never know
you get one day to cry
but tomorrow
it’s time to fix your crown
Ryan O'Leary
I just wrote what I think
is the best HAIKU I ever
composed, yet, it came
back with an attachment
stating that the Irish IQ
association's filter system
thinks this is Junk Mail.
Jeremiah Mhlongo
Every molecule seen,
Felt and brushed,
Brown curly hair,
In its deep blackness,

Sometimes eyes in wetness,
Tears are a hearts bleed,
Well sometimes pain,
A few of its joy,
Smiles and frowns.

I've lost one,
And that's my all,
Now apart Am torn,
I miss her every atom.
To my darling Sonia, To All we've been, I loved, I had to say goodbye. One day you'll understand.
We will find all the pieces that are gone.
Put them all together,
Squeeze your eyes and they won't see the scares.
I wanna be called Ray:)
It's pretty and it suits me
cos these days your love has become fake...
Mrs Timetable
“You should cover your grey’s, they make you look too old.”

Your lack of tact makes you look insecure. But I would never tell you.
Think before you speak
Anna Bell
“i love you”
those words
                                      from his lips
i believed his deceitful manner
his charisma, it was alluring
I think most people take this as an s.o. but it could be anyone who stopped loving you a friend, a parent to just deceive you to get what they want from you. I also thought of the devil as I wrote this, he deceives you and feeds you with lies to follow him.
she said hello
he said he had to go
six months later
she became a waiter
and he came home just to visit
but she didn't know
she waited for him
and he waited for her
he looked for her
but did not find what his heart yearned for
she went to so his mother
she was surprised
when she saw him
and they had a happily ever after love story
i could really use a little love story of my own right now that would be great
she is a happy ending,
not everyone can wait for.
heart is                                                  
A LANTERN                                              
Inside, lives a                                              
♡         ­                                       
e                   ­                 
t                       ­                       
  ­   n                                
      d                        ­                  
      ♡                                       ­             
s                                                  ­  
e                     ­             

                   bright wings
                     G L I T T E R I N G
                     with love, life and

I grow,                
S H E  R E M A I N S              
youthful, timid,              
d       ­     


                   ­                     spent days
                                          JUST  CRYING
     ­                                     feeling so lost
             ­                             ♡
                                  ­        I
       ­                                             s
                  ­                             o
                     ­          s
                    ­                              y
                                 ­                   ♡

                                           ­                             The
                                ­                                         summer
                                                          ­                OF HER HEART
                                                           ­                  became winter
                                                          ­                bleak
                                           ­                            ♡
                                                               ­                 a
                                                                ­                     n
                                                               ­                   d
                                            ­                            ♡
                                   ­                            c
                                                               ­   l
                                                            ­                d
                                                                ­                   ♡

                       with time
                          SHE MANAGED
                        to pick herself
                  ­ n
                           ­               h
      ­                           r

the help                        
O F  O T H E R                        
fellow Kings and                        
k         ­                         
♡                                      ­    
♡  ­        

                   You                                                              ­    
all have                                              
A D D E D   TO                                            
my heart's inner                                              
flame        ­                                        
n   ­                                                       
♡       ­                               
o  ­                      
e                               ­       
♡                     ­           

       Winds                                                            ­              
blow, wings                                                            ­      
NOW FLUTTER                                                          ­        
I'm ready to                                                               ­   
fly                                                              ­  
♡                                                                ­
b                                                               ­ 
y                                                              ­  
s    ­                                            
d            ­                                              
e                 ­                                                   ♡
I'm back!
So sorry everyone, the last few weeks have been... a strain on me.
I am still doing my media course and all, but mentally and emotionally,
I was slipping down into a dark place. My sleeping patterns have been messed up, my nerves have been completely out of control, my self-doubt, anxiety and depression drained me so much that I found it really hard to write, so I needed time to gather myself. It was so hard for me to pick up a pen. To do anything. My smiles were hollow and I just felt so lost.

I just wanted to apologise, I didn't mean to worry anyone. I'm truly touched by the out-pour of support for me. I got so many messages asking if I was alright. I can't express how much that warmed my heart. I'm so used to people being angry at me for my silence that it usually scares me to come back. By nature, with everything I've experienced, it's made me more and more of an isolationist. To all of those people, truly, thank you so so much for staying and just being kind to me...
Really. Thank you T-T
And thank you to all my followers, old and new.
245 followers... I can't even... T-T
I'm sorry if I sound like a broken record but thank you.
I'm back now, and I'm feeling better.
It's easier to hold my pen so I will resume spilling my ink.

I'll continue the Masked Bard on Thursday, I'm free the whole day.
I have no idea of my schedule the coming week.
Again, I appreciate everyone one of you.
Thank you for keeping me in your thoughts.
Thank you for staying with someone like me.
With much love,
Lyn ***
Society does not allow
us to ardently express
our love for one another
and the power It holds
is society's
welcome mat
i am
too much
too loud
too exited
too much
going on
i need to

c a l m  d o w n

i have
to let
you breathe.
i have
to breathe.

R   E   L   A   X

calm yourself
you are
being too
loud too
too much
of everything

i think im coming off as wayyy too strong. its so incredibly stupid but im trying to change my personality back to the quiet calm person i was 3 years ago because i am too much for myself right now
I want to take
the fast train with you
and go far away from here.
Wǒ xiǎng gēn nǐ
zuò kuàichē
qù lí zhè'er yuǎn
© XPY 2020
I'm trying something new but it won't let me post the Chinese characters :(
once upon a time
long ago
there was a you and me

i knew you once
and it was nice
silence was comfy
and we didnt have to try

i knew you once
long ago
you shared your secrets
and i shared mine

i knew you once
long ago
but where did you go...?
argh, i miss you.
I am not the tallest
Not the strongest
Im not the best looking
My eyes aren't alluring

I am a chivalrous knight
A servant of your light
Im your true lover
A heart like no other

I may not say the right thing
Not what your friends would bring
I'm not the smoothest
Far from the coolest

My love for you is truly the best
I give you my all nothing less
For you id fight any wars
What i am is all yours
This empty feeling
Of pouring misery in moon’s cup
Each night
Gaslighting myself with ‘love’

The rope I was holding onto
Turned out to be just a thread
A trap for my conscience
To fall over my head

Slender, shaking legs
Walking fearfully to shut the window
Starving for light
Tucked my head in the same cold pillow

I am too young to give up
Too old to carry the weight
Too scared of death
Too weak in the hands of fate

I feel like falling deeper
Each step, deeper than before
Smiling to dodge reality
Why do I keep wanting more?
You take everything good in me
Heart that I polish for you
Take step after step away from me
Towards a door
Hoping you won't go through

I know I may not ever get you back
Pain has gone and opened my eyes
I still look for you everywhere
Find nothing
To no surprise
Written 11-3-12
First they say
that you are too young
and not to rush
you have time
its too early

And then they say
that you are too old
and not to try
its not worth the effort anymore
its too late

In between their seasons, there is nothing.
There is nothing, except lies.

Don't listen
Don't settle
You know
They don't

Don't listen
Don't settle
They are afraid
You are not

girl friend
girl                   friend
girl                                                 friend
girl                                                      ­                         friend
girl                                                      ­                                                       friend
noren tirtho
Time doesn't heal.
And the wound knows it.
Layers gather on the ****
but the damage remains,
hiding itself deep inside
the secret scar
time healing wound layers damage hidden secret scar
Lauren Leal
Actions speak louder than words,
You wonder why I'm speechless.
If you could read my mind,
You’d see a thousand papers
Filled with broken poetries
And deadbeat proses
Full of woeful verses
With mournful pieces
Of unfinished stories
That are yet to be written
And failed to be spoken;
If you could read my mind,
You’d hear horrible screams
And earsplitting weeps
From shattered dreams,
Kept in a nasty notepad,
Scribbled on a bed
Of bloodstained words,
Ringing in my head.
If you could read my mind,
You’d see the shadows
That lurk within me;
You’d hear the bellows,
Screeching the words
“I’m tired,”
“I’m a failure,”
“I’m stupid –”
I know it sounds stupid,
It’s pathetically foolish
And seems too *******.
If you could read my mind,
You’d feel the tears
I had ever failed to cry;
You’d see the people
That make the weak weaker;
You’d see the monsters
That consume my head;
You’d hear the hollers
That failed to be freed;
You’d see the heart
That still bleeds and bleeds.
If you could read my mind,
You’d see the face
I’ve failed to show back then,
The face I’ve faked back then.
If you could read my mind,
You’d see a character
I had ever failed to become
If you could read my mind,
You’d be able to read
A book you never wished
To touch and read,
But sometimes I still wish
Someone could read my mind.
Katja Pullinen
The worst thing is when a person keeps you in limbo.
Not saying no, no yes.
Or says yes and then says that changed mind and says no, playing with feelings.
It's cruel.
This is my 500th poem here.
I really am a hopeless romantic.
A poem every day
So much to say,
So few people to truly listen.
Sometimes you will
meet someone with
whom you instantly

Your souls appear
to have known
each other for
some time

The world becomes
magical and you
feel like you are
walking on clouds

There is not one
ounce of rain
in sight
The sun is glowing
in your heart

You've grown
wings overnight
and everything in
that moment ...
seems possible

Alex Smith
My mistake
Was loving you too hard.
My regret
Was never telling you
That I needed love back.
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