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Dear friends,
Now I must ask a favor.
A poetry contest is under way,
$100 dollars worth of books at stake,
The entry?
A poem about that for which I am grateful.
This means a lot,
Oh, Nerd I am!
Please follow this link and vote:
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My deepest gratitude you would have!
My poem is short. It will take 30 seconds. If you have a moment, I would really appreciate it! If not, no worries! Thank you!
 516° 
Stu Harley
the
scent of
rotten meat
and
burning flesh
the
whiskey smiles
and
bloodshot eyes
as
we waltzed
into
the
dark dungeon of death
 442° 
Gamaliel
when the wells run dry,
you drink blood from gaping wounds
and eat beating hearts
 387° 
Tyler Durden
I found your earrings on my window sill
I’m not sure how long they’ve been there or
If you know they’re missing
I’m too scared to move them
So I just pretend not to see

She found your earrings on my window sill
I didn’t know what to say
It’s been months and I can’t even utter your name
Still you lie on the window sill

Winter came and found your earrings by the window
Cold and harsh
That’s what I loved about you
I wonder what you loved about me
Did you love these earrings?
Do you think of them
Do you think of me?
 332° 
Grace Nazaret Cejo
A bottle full of sweet scent
loved by women and gent.
As you press it to disperse,
Made all bees sing a verse.
For flowers pollen just burst,
flying fast to be first.


A few drops or a high dose,
Will draw attention close.
A succulent buds of spring,
Humming birds starts to sing.
Fill the thirst is one’s desire,
Debar all natures dire.
 237° 
MangoMan
someone,
one day,
will read these poems,
and fall in love,
with someone
who never existed.
The person you piece together from my poems, has died.
Windows part one of wo
 236° 
sophia
“goodbye”
the words crawl from your mouth.
they sound like their on their knees,
begging to be let go.
you tell me there isn’t a point anymore,
but i cover my ears
and claim i’m not listening.
the pills you swallowed,
the calls you never answered,
“goodbye.”
i answer no,
but goodbye isn’t a question.
my dear friend attempted suicide two years ago, thank god she’s okay
 211° 
LaFayette
Marred in love

Muted and unheard

Maimed by chilblain

Mauled by indifference



Free of my cold chrysalis

Frigid prison uncased

Flawed but thawed

Fully new again
 175° 
Winter Sparrow
Your enthusiasm
Your smile
The way you light up the room
When you giggle.

No, it could not have been anyone.
Its you. You make me write.
You over flow me with poetry.
You're my library.

Everything i said is true.
You are my muse.
I refuse to forget you.
I can't get you off my mind.
Love passion want desire girl
 163° 
Kafka Joint
My concentration is fading away,
Please, concentration my dear,
Please stay.
 158° 
luna
me olvido de mi soledad
cuando te imagino
abrazándome en la oscuridad
y mi corazón se vuelve el sol
me abrigas, me das calor
 130° 
Farida
Will you remember my name?
After a few years
When my voice will be a murmur
And my laugh a sad whisper

Will you remember my name?
When everything will be in slow motion
Collecting dust and desperation

Will you remember my name?
During the day or the night
When you'll feel lonely
Will you look for me?

Will you remember my name?
My face or my figure?
Anything, it doesn't matter
As long as you say my name
Over and over.
 130° 
Betty H
My last love lyrics
are in your teardrop
mine has little rain
I sink to the mud earth
but always remember your pain
 119° 
Atlas
So this is love
 108° 
Nolan Bucsis
Someday never came.
And I'm not.
As smart.
Or handsome.
Or strong.
As I once thought I was.

Like these words.
I'm forced and poorly put together.
And I have no friends.
No spare lovers in my bedroom.

No life.

Just the constant isolation.
Years of distractions.
From this oh so scarred skin stretched taught over a wasted life.

And is it as clear to you.
As it is to me.

We're all just mediocre.

Hiding our faults with.
Tomorrow will be better.
Tomorrow I'll get there.

Tomorrow.
Everything.
Will.
Be.
Just.
Fine
 98° 
Crown Shyness
I feel so heavy on this road
The way you hold me so
Just put me on my feet
So you shall be free
"From me"
 97° 
Nylee
To prove that you are right
Don't do something wrong.
 96° 
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
 93° 
Äŧül
No need to work at all,
Free, equal housing for one and all,
Free healthcare facilities.

Free education,
Free food,
Free amenities.

Equal rights to everyone,
Welfare pension for all,
Economic equality too,
Huge ethnic variety as well,
The only guns possessed by law enforcement.

Surely, a good prison is
The Communist Utopia!
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My HP Poem #1808
©Atul Kaushal
 90° 
Chandra S
Many times,
You have said vociferously;

......for all success
and in all failure,
faith is the key.

And many times,
I have tried to reason
against the equation
of ritual and religion.

But,
in the fashion world
of materialist-spiritualism,
where majority conforms to modern tradition,
I have often found it convenient
to ignore the dictates of reason
and still more convenient
to believe in the corollary;

......faith is the key.

Therefore,
I have mostly believed,
......in your faith
and in your prayers
......for me.
Inspired by: The subconscious mind which secretly prefers prayer over logic.
 88° 
Anthony Pierre
A galloping gale
sweeps away the lingering
fog of autumn's dawn
My first attempt at Haiku
 87° 
Samantha Cunha
You're the red siren
guiding me through
the ever lasting,  incessant  
  wine drenched  nights  
I'll lick these wounds  
fill the silver spoons  
for promises of gilded love
and sin  drew my heart  of gold in
 83° 
Mystic Ink Plus
And what if
I say
I know you
Without knowing you
Since ancient time

And what if
I say
I see more than just
You let
Through calming vibes

And what if
I believe
You are one of
The kind
Peace of mind

And what if
I say
What you mean to me
Beside the dreams
And the reality

And what if
There is more to say
Sincerely
Being a dreamer
When you are a dream
Genre: Almost Romantic
Theme: The inspiring soul
 64° 
carson
I dream about you,
Even though I dont sleep.
 64° 
Angelica Leyva
what does one do?
when you love someone,
that will never reciprocate the same love?

what does one do?
when you know better,
but you continue to let yourself be destroyed?

what does one do?
 60° 
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!
 57° 
Birds keeper
I sail alone on the hopeless sea
With just the stars to fill my view
You are a firework that lit up my sky
now the smoke is just the memory of you

In that moment, you gave me sight
But now it’s darker than before
My lonesome shadow adjusts in my eye
just me and the stars, forevermore
 57° 
zoe
I hear familiar chords
Of a long-forgotten song
My chest becomes heavy
With stones that grew
The week after you.
 56° 
Bella-Lee
1 + 1 = 2
But what if,
2 + 2 = 5
We are subject to belief,
That one way is the only...
2 + 2 = 4
But what if,
2 + 2 = 5
 52° 
Klita
Air keeps scampering away
and i'm chasing after it
Running in circles
Around you
Still you don't see me

Im screaming
Thrashing
Begging
But still you don't see me

I'm on my knees
Tugging at my hair
Bloodied fingers
Scratching my skin
But still you don't see me

I've given up
Air escapes me
The light is fading
The back of your head
The last thing I see
 52° 
The Lenora
I saw the moon tonight
She was so big
And oh so bright

She followed me
Until I followed her
Into the darkness
Where her glow is endless
written 12 November 2019.

by The Lenora.

All rights reserved.
 49° 
sepehr
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 46° 
Caryn Jean
Memories of fear
Slow roll of the engine
Compliments handed over
Creaks of doors

Immature excitement
Buzzed from the risk
Arrival and slow realization
A darkness lurks

Concerned smile
Tiger eyes and reflex
Swiftly save the bell
And make the journey.

Moved by resistance
Accepting of chances
Step foot into chaos
Sleep and face the future.

Tip toeing near the edge
Life lines cast
We were so close to danger
The lucky ones.
 45° 
too soft
Life without addiction
feels dull,
I am more numb now
than I ever was while using
the only difference sober is
I am so painfully aware of it.
 45° 
Akvpoems
Dear Science

Thank you for waking me up to the real world. Memorizing some terms and concepts for the sake of exams sometimes make me feel disappointed (and sleepy) but then I remember, there is essence in what you teach. Life can be hard at times, but you make me appreciate it more. Technical terms I might forget in the future doesn't matter but what I've learned from you.

Sincerely,
Me
I'm not aiming to be a scientist, nor a biologist, not even a zoologist, and so many more with -ist. I just want to say, thank you Science for everything you've taught. Now that I'm older, I realize I have just been really learning now. All those past years, I felt I had just been studying. Lol

As if Science is a person haha
 44° 
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.
 44° 
BL
Almost.
Almost means it will happen.

Like,
Almost cried
Almost forgot
Almost ready
Almost here
Almost done

Almost.
Almost can also mean it never happened.

Like,
Almost in love
Almost
 43° 
Robby
Be patient with me
I’m still a work in progress

Somedays I seem put together
But that paint’s not dry just yet

One day I’ll get this right
I’m sorry
 43° 
Blake
It took me a while to realize you weren't the culprit,
we were both the victims of time
 40° 
Blckstr
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.
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