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I don't believe in soul mates
What I do believe in
Is people that connect
On some deeper level
Immediately upon acquaintance
And not meaning you agree
On where to eat for dinner
But the connection where your heart
Seems to slip out
Of your rib cage
Because it's found a home
Outside of your chest.
Inside every tree
Once grown, is a seed of life
And death yet to be
Tuesday 12 - How we all have the potential to live and die ... YUP.
Jason James
I want more beer, but it's far too hot to take the walk.
At times like these
I wish I had a car.
composition: epileptic epistle
philosophic peruvian piper
coronation: kibbutz tzitzimitl
the pond moth flaunted
its wings in the
remorseless water
wider than it would
when in the meadow sky
there dead-white it laid
like an opened orchid
just a fragment of another unfinished poem in my notebook
We all face tough stuff in life.
And I am not going to debate whether someone else's rough patch was rougher than mine, suffered more, fell to lower lows.
What's the point of that?
When you suffer you suffer.
being good
isn't about
acting kind.
Feeling so useless
So pardon my rudeness
you can go to hell

Feeling so stupid
But my thoughts are lucid
You can all go to hell

I guess I feel courageous
I know this will be outrageous
But I truly feel rampageous

So with a shameless mind
And words that are not confined
Do me a favor and kindly go to hell
Just venting
And it's been awhile since I've posted on here, so here it is
I think my tragic flaw
Is reading the warning label
On every person
And pulling a Romeo
On each boy
marked “Toxic”
Salmabanu Hatim
He was the hurricane,
And I was his eye.
Fri, 23rd August 2019

I know we've met before
Let it be in dreams or real life
I know you're my better half
Infatuation (orlove)
Nika Sandadze
Just like rain falling
On the ground
My heart was falling
Kate Copeland
|Translation and adaptation of Reisopdracht by Riekus Waskowsky|

Because when you go…

rain, an impending rain,
a storm gusts the clouds
across the land, the sand
down the roads

protect your eyes

frightened birds sail
over the sea
the sky is quickly
falling black

...recite slowly and aloud:
I love the rain
the storm and clouds
I am not afraid.
I left college
To find out
I don't exist
In one tense
Or another.
In a certain sense
It's as real as ever,
Only as the present
Fiction takes on
More shape than
The letter.
purple heart
the night sounds so peaceful;
shush, i said to myself.
the feeling i was waiting for, wanting to stay.
without a reason.
Jasmin Jackson
What's the point of putting my guard down?
I'm just going to mirror a clown
That's how relationships always end
For me
But you're playing some different trick on me
You're not saying the googled pick up lines
Your flirting is foreign to me
Like you just flew in from Tuscany to find me
You held the paper
between you lips
and inhaled

I've never
Been so jealous
Of a cigarette
It should have been me
She had acquired the taste.
The hundredth kiss made her an absolute connoisseur.
Sweets for my sweets
Sugar for my honey
Noah Rein
Life is like a game of chess
Your status dictates where you get to go,
But when you think yourself a queen,
It’s hard to get a no.

When you’re in fact a pawn,
And get to play as king,
You’ll let the power get to your head,
And the country you will wring.

You hear them groaning,
Under your weight,
You hear whispers of impeachment,
In every state.

You’ve cut your voters,
Down by half,
You yell “we’ll buy Greenland!”,
And you’ll hear Denmark laugh.

There’s nothing to do
You’ve lost them all
And it all started when you stood up and yelled
“We’ll build a big wall!”
Some people are...
such a pain in the neck.
BJ Donovan
Junkies banging trash cans
at 3 am to the rhythm
of the concert
in their blown out minds
make me want to dance
like I've never danced
and come back to life
from the TV burial
I never asked for but.
We lie quiet in graves.
So much depends

A great blue

Blanketing over the

Shimmering under the
inspired by william carlos williams’s “the red wheelbarrow”
A Freedom
'it crept under the bed,
transparent as it could,
out of subject to be,
was found.'
In the midst
of this silence
For you
My soul
Your name

Peter Balkus
My shadow
it wants to be me,
it's jealous,
can't walk and can't sleep.
It thinks
that I'm living a dream,
and to be me
it would do anything.

Be careful
what you wish for
- I say to it.
Outside my building live the sinners

My door cracked and full of splinters

Televised endless vicious dance

For she's seen it ten times on Mars

Cooking eggs to cure the hunger

Cats in buildings,bored in summer
Nuzhat Shireen
Life is a song
Emotions are its lyrics
Heart is rhythm
Audience is world
Duration is short
Sing the song as it deserves
James Floss
“Rise up!”
Said Cpt. Janeway Mulgrew to
Every woman everywhere

“Rise up!”
Said Lin-Manual Miranda
You have to take a stand!

“Rise up!”
Every woman every man
The freaky people in the band

“Rise up!”
Wise up!
Wake up!

“Rise up!”
Get involved
Be evolved!

“Rise up!”
With 20/20 vision as
We take back our land
Tristan Currie
Idles hands are bad
but spare time
is the wildness of the polymath.
flower child
I want you
All of you
The good the bad
Everything in between

But do you want me
For everything I am
Like I want you
For everything you are

I’ve grown attached
But you seem distant
Please let me in
I just want you
Kriti Gupta
do I owe the world for keeping me alive
staring at the ceiling, staring up at night
twisting away at my insides
towers of disappointment, my battle cry
It was
Then it was love
Followed by hate
I admit my favorite  stage was the end
When we got mad and made love to sunrise
I was gone before you could say
keep your eyes closed love.

           e     t      
       m           i
    o                 m
s                        e  
                            s     all you have to
                                                                ­ l                  is to what the sound
                                                           ­      i            n
                                                  ­                s           e
                                                               ­          t

                                                              ­                               v
                                                               ­                         a        e
                             ­                                          of the  w               s
                         ­                                                                 ­            tells  you
                                                                ­                                        to do.
"keep your eyes closed love. sometimes all you have to listen is to what the sound of the waves tells you to do"

When I was much younger, beaches were my second favorite places. I still love watching waves as they go by, crashing against each other and the whole process repeating all over again.
Like a magical night
when everything goes right

And he gets what you mean
you say "This is the Joint!"

When he laughs cuz you're funny
and your jokes are on point

When he asks for your number
and you give it out wrong

When the movement is Music
and you both know the song

When you dare not to care
so you're free to be you

Now he's feeling your vibe
and you're feeling it too

It's a night to remember
but never repeat

Cuz it was what it was
In that hot summer heat
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.

why do you tease me so
querulous and catty and quirky
the many faces you have
delights so svelte, online media
you write almost tangible
and your beautiful braid-dangles

stupid thoughts, bad cup
pollen from the dandelions
breeze by, heron umbrella
of Autumn's shadow--
the ghosts of never again haunt here
despite you sweetening
the edible tangles
day by day
night by night
I pray to the skies
my life is not a lie
to feel happier
is in none of the stars
yet alone beyond that
for that, the unknown,
is similar to my life
day by day
night by night
I ponder on the realities
that are daunting
they may be frightening
but to not know
is worse
Yours Truly
“This is my last time”,
I said 4 times ago
As I paint my brittle fingernails
Red with blood
Somethings deeply wrong with me
Joshua Marshall
There was a woman
on this site.
I can't remember her
We started talking before
I deleted my other account.
I told her about Samuel Orson;
I think she may have lived in Seattle.
I think that may have
been what made me tell her
about Samuel; he's in Seattle.

I could be wrong about where she
lives. I mean, that's the point.
I don't really remember;
I have a terrible memory.

Beautiful woman, if you're
out there and you
remember talking to me
AND I'm lucky enough for you
to come across this,
I just want you to know I'd like
to reconnect.

I miss you. I miss us.
I miss our conversing.
I miss our internet friendship.
I miss seeing your pretty face.
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