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 435° 
Radhika Krishna
I stare at the mirror
not because I'm vain
and not because I'm pretty
I stare at the mirror
because the person looking back
is not me
It's a black, shadowy wisp
that runs away
when I try to touch it
I'm referring to myself as a shadowy wisp because nobody really notices me anywhere and I shy away when someone does notice.
 425° 
Melinda Barrett
Someday I’ll be just ashes & a memory
 367° 
Anna Freshour
even in your arms,
you've been out of touch.
 322° 
Abecedarius Rucker
We make
so much sense. But not
to you.
 263° 
Laura Trueman
So if you don’t respect me as an intellectual
You don’t get my love
Be a you have nothing to do with the intellectual community
 218° 
Brian
Never is such a powerful word to others
Never give up
Never leave you
Never stop loving you

Never is such a hurtful word for me
Never going to survive this
Never good enough
Never going to have you
 211° 
Mario Benedetti
Yo también tengo ruinas
y si acudo al pasado
ya no sé a quién o a quiénes
busco entre los escombros
son ruinas sin prestigio
sin guías y con musgo
inmensas y mezquinas
señas de lo que fui
columpios desnudeces
huellas crepusculares matutinas nocturnas
la luna las descubre
les dice lo que eran
columnas de tesón cúmulos de experiencia
pedernales de amor
catacumbas de miedo

yo también tengo ruinas
pero no deslumbradas
sino ciegas distantes
residuos de palabras
vestigios de rencores
esquirlas de castigos
reliquias de caricias
ruinas tan taciturnas
calimas de la pena
albergan sus fantasmas
como todas las ruinas
y como todas dejan
escuchar su lamento

yo también tengo ruinas
meses y años troceados
muñones de confianza
perdones en añicos
piedras en las que a veces
me reconozco       entonces
amo la piel rugosa
de mis hermanas ruinas
 162° 
saint
remember to never ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever
ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever

compare yourself
Always have that energy
As your spiritual guide
To lift yourself up greatly
As that ship sails along the tide
Waters may sometimes be rocky
But, you must have that strong will to survive
Be that beacon of light
In order to continue to thrive
 134° 
Skye
There are five stages of grief:

Denial
Anger
Bargaining
Depression
Acceptance
Look out for more poems on this topic. Written by me
 108° 
Scott Montgonery
Life asks what it thinks we can handle
Like lighting a flame to burn the candle
Life's not as hard as they leave you to believe
Life's just different so live and see!
 108° 
Aurora RW
This poem can be read three ways, straight through, 1st line every other, 2nd line every other

Her heart is closed

In a casket of gold

Sealed by magic

With stories untold

Far beyond the moonlit sky

How will this adventure unfold?

Up and away in galaxies unknown

Her soul with scars so very bold.

She makes her way to the path most sure

To find her weapon to break the mold.

—AuroraRW
 103° 
Mari
Why can't my
Heart be empty?
 71° 
yasmin
Everything you hate in others
lives deep down
inside of you.

Find him.
Find yourself.
 63° 
s
Everywhere I look,
pairs are coming together beautifully;
age isn’t a thing for their unity.

Your uncertainty has me on edge.
I’m almost always in the dark,
but I know my heart.

Is it that easy to let me go?
Do you want me to belong here?
I feel this creeping fear.

The thought of you walking away
from me is now a possibility
that wasn’t in my vocabulary.
do you even love me?
 61° 
Carlo C Gomez
The city that never sleeps
is also
The city that never dreams

Look out for future unrest!
 61° 
Anmol Mago
I saw a
br      en
ok  
heart
b
        u
    r    
             n
within my
soul
and its ash
s m e l l s
just like
love
Dedicated just to (you)
 60° 
LLillis
The coldest night air
Seems no different than the
Space around the stars.
The mercury is dropping faster then we expected. It’s not quite polar vortex weather yet but the dry air and static warns of its approach.
 60° 
Nienke
te amo tanto
pero entiendes todo mal
no quiero perdirte
y te ignoro un poco más
por siempre juntos
solo mi ego primero
pero confiame
no hablaré de mis sentimientos
porque lees mis pensamientos
mi lucero
entonces, si me los preguntas
no entiendes la primera vez
enojaré
contigo
solo un poquito más

y el otro día
sin escuchar tus palabras
sin pensar tus preguntas
digamos, los problemas
mi novia
haces mucho problema
seguimos
sin sentir lo que siento
sin empatía o comprensión
porque te quiero tanto
como tu corazón de hierro
lagrimas no florecen allá
olvidamos que enoje un montón
contigo
solo por una miscomunicación

y el otro día

solo un poquito más
enojas mucho por cualquiera pequena cosa
parece que a ti no te importa eso, entiendes
pero lo unico que hace es provocar distancia
 55° 
Garrett Johnson
Saw myself as you knew me.

Where.
Do you fit in here.
What.
Do you know about sinking here.
Why.
Did you think I'd think you'd miss me here.
Here at the Pinnacle of here.
& The adolescents of never.



Garrett Johnson.
Seems so far away.
 54° 
Tobe Rune
Google maps says
it will take me
21 days to
walk to you.
Just enough time
to break the habit
of thinking
that I need to.
 52° 
Anka
Nights may seem long,
but day must come eventually.
 52° 
Adrienne
If God made us to be      
c---o---n---e---c---t---e---d     
then why do we build     
||||W||||A||||L||||L||||S||||    
to keep each other out?
 52° 
Dr Peter Lim
Falling
falling steep
a slip on the way
falling deep

falling
lesson to keep
remembering
even in my sleep

rising
slowly not by leap
falling is awakening
not failing-- a heap

of hope piling
just waiting to reap
a sweet beckoning
as joys gently seep.
 51° 
Traveler
Whether a comma, or colon:
Punctuation slows my rolling
I need no period. When I end
no Capitalization when I begin
Rulelessly I flow my art
  Not a single!
Explanation mark
Are you not the one
Who'll know?
Where a question mark
No longer goes

Warp the structure
Bend the lines
Put in repeat
Let emotion unwind
Make yourself
Your poetry's the best
Be your own ruler
Pass your own test

Take your own road
Where ever it leads
Lover or hater
It's all poetry!
Traveler Tim
Hay
No matter who you are
You have my deepest respect
I love you all!!

Welcome aboard newbies!!!

Who said explanation marks were merely laughing at your own joke?!

Actually my grand daughter gave me this poem!
 51° 
Gavin
I cough words
onto a page,
and hold it up to the world.
They call it art, they call it poetry.
 51° 
TearDrop Girl
Soar the sky
Fly up high
See the sun
Blanket the earth
In forever warmth
The little sparrow
Is in a nest
On a mighty branch
So many things
Can happen before
The sparrow is free
The sky is sinking
The sun is sleeping
The cold is seeping
The branch is breaking
The sparrow is falling
And it can never fly
Again
 49° 
Emma Price
Lost
Empty
I forgot
about plenty
but there's a lot
you won't let me
~much love
 48° 
georgia
hello stranger,
how are you?
are you happy?
did you get everything you ever wanted?
did you lose yourself in the process?
 47° 
Laiba
What I really want
What I really really want
Is to die
I HATE LIFE
 44° 
Qualyxian Quest
Given the horrors of "the real world"
It's sometimes rational to go insane

Poetry, in a sense, is madness
To both express and escape the pain

I'd like to reach The Promised Land
Where the agony does not reign

But it often seems like Dover Beach
Terror the refrain

Still I seek the glowing moon
A lunatic loves to wax and wane
 44° 
Adrasteia
You played me like a poker game
Your love was a bad hand of cards
“Bet it all”
Said the dealer
“Be my queen of hearts”
I handed myself over
Hoping I’d be enough
I wish I could’ve seen it
I wish I called your bluff
 44° 
Jo Pietersen
the wrong one
will find you in peace
and end up leaving you in pieces

only the right one
can find you in pieces
and guide you to peace
 43° 
Julianna
13 years on the planet
and I can’t get it right
the personality
the ****** expressions
the life
I can’t get it right
maybe I never will
 43° 
café
the more sleepless days
I spend awake
eyes closed

I realize the night is short
the morning will rise and haunt me
 43° 
Carla
War is a play,
A theatrical piece,
Readying the cast,
Before decease.

Props in hand,
Mics linked up,
To calm yourself,
Drink from death's cup.

A play for onlookers,
To watch and stare,
Ready before,
The speakers blare.

Before the crowds,
We are attacked,
A play repeated,
To reenact.
 42° 
Chloe Haas
My periods turn to semicolons
My suicide notes to poetry
My goodbyes become hellos
The blades turn to sunflowers
And the bullets, a rose
My heart still is broken
But the pieces have been found
Death isn’t for me anymore
What is, in the here and now
I still don’t feel enough
But I am alive
And that’s enough to say
Today is not the day I die.
 42° 
Steve
Because the earth’s round
Doesn’t mean it’s  having a ball.

Because waves crash
Doesn’t mean that they aren’t in control.

Because the sea is deep
Doesn’t mean that it’s thoughtful

Because land meets the sea
Doesn’t mean that they agree

Because you float my boat
Doesn’t make me the captain.
Five little ten worders to ponder.
 42° 
Luna
his voice,  


the sound of a feather falling down from an angel’s wing.
 40° 
Matthew
I dance in Her metaphor 
                                    I step in step
within the shadow casted by wanting eye

I swirl Her enchanting dreams 
                                     I glide debonaire
twirling through with crystal ball flare

I take a knee to Her grace 
                                     I catch the night
silver leaf flowing elegant gown seams

I with gracious heart in Her arms
                                    I can't fool I know
more then two d whispers are always craved

I oh so beautifully in deep love with Her
                                    I think wishes be true
in the bolero devine, the danger zone, Her soul
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