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 725° 
T
The Scent of Your Skin
i can still hear the sound of your voice and smell the scent of your skin....i can tell you more of what i remember but where do i begin...
even though i am not right beside you..i am always with you believe it because it is true
forever you will be in my heart and make it beat.....for the rest of my life the love i have for you will never take a back seat.
# this you must Believe
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 286° 
Jasper
Untitled
Here we go again.
Abnkkbsnplko
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 280° 
Steve
All The Days In Between
From sixteen to sixty
And all the days in between
From a lassie then a lady
To the woman in my dream
From sketch book to painting
From wondering and waiting
To building and creating
With fireworks and gold plating
From all that you mean
To being my queen
From nowhere to forever
And all the days in between.
Later this year my wife turns 60! I've written this with that in mind.
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 257° 
Jason Paul Klenetsky
Scapegoat
I don’t want to be your scapegoat
Your reason to quit or fail
Don’t sabotage your future
Or stop from setting sail
Go off on adventures
Travel; see the world
Don’t hold life close to the vest
Rather, let it all unfurl
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 166° 
sandra wyllie
You can Paint It
gold
as a wedding band.
But it doesn’t shine
in my hand.

You can paint it
red
as blood.
But it won’t flow.
It makes a thud.

You can paint it
green
as clover.
But it only sits.
It won’t come over.

You can paint it
wearing a smile.
But it’ll not be happy –

It doesn’t have eyes
to look into mine.
It doesn’t have a mouth
to sing a note.
It doesn’t have arms
to hold me close.
It doesn’t have feet
to climb the mountain.

I lost a man from this planet.
He lives now under
a slab of granite.
Hard and gray as a stone.
All that's left of him are bones.
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 90° 
David Lessard
To an unread poet.
I used to read your poems
but lately you don't write
you're silent and aloof
you know that isn't right.
You can't close a door once opened
you can't abolish all your dreams
you're a poet of the heart
mustn't fall apart at the seams.
Say what you can in words
they speak the message true
spoken from the heart
the poems will see you through.
A hermit's not your style
a recluse, you are not
never give up writing
of things that you've been taught.
I used to read your poems
I'd read them once again
if you would send them out
(this one's from a poet friend)
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 80° 
jay
THIS IS KINDA WEIRD....
Roses are red
Berries are blue
She's for me
NOT FOR YOU
if by chance
you take my place
i'll take my fist
and hit your face
:)
THIS IS RANDOM. DON'T HATE MEH PLS
#weird #roses #mine #punch
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 73° 
shana
YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL
They said,
"The most beautiful art is
looking into someone's eyes
when they talk about the
things they love."
And I said,
"Or looking at someone you love.
Or maybe, just maybe,
by looking at the mirror
is the most beautiful art
anyone should appreciate."
Appreciation post for myself; for you and for everyone as well. You deserve more than the world has to offer.
#love #yourself
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 69° 
atticus wilson
Untitled
I don’t write to make you feel pain
I write with hope you may better understand my soul
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 45° 
DrippingWatercolors
Bland
-
a tasteless empty word
like numbness of the fingers
like numbness of the tongue
a numbness of heart
and false plastic lungs
-
bland face
bland skin
bland stomach
and bland eyes
-
gleaming
with
wax satisfaction
in a false candle pose
bland
wax candle prose
written
by plain poet hands
-
I am a wax figurine poet
who writes
beautiful
but bland
verses.
#false #plastic #statuette #clay #wax #stiff
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 44° 
Johnny Dust
7:26am
its 7:26am
and i’ve convinced myself
that you still talk to me
in the form of bukowski quotes
left in places you know i’ll see
i haven’t slept
but when i close my eyes
we still talk a lot
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 41° 
Micah
Burnt. The End.
And here we are
the end.

Five years running
and nothing to show

except the slowed
platonic love

and tired
texts

and an absence
of what once was

Except you don't know
do you

know that I'm
leaving us

know that I'm
panicked

into wondering
if I'm behind in
people

experiencing people

I feel I'm at a loss
with you

because we met each other
too soon

and now I'm just pointed bones

and you are the sun

and I'm greedy
for still wanting a piece of you

But I am burnt

The End.
I didn't think I'd write this kind of poem about you.
#love #life #relationship #breakup #thoughts #sad #loss
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 40° 
Solange Loe-Sack-Sioe
The written word
You can read it in silence
You can read it out loud
You can sing the lyrics of it.
It will stay forever still.
So write a poem
write a letter to all your
love ones!
With the written word
your word will live on
and on and on!

Shell ✨🐚
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 40° 
Callamasttia
A Truth :
The universe loves a bad joke.
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 39° 
David R
Attempt at Suicide
i climb the scaffolding
look down below
spirit faltering
will i die in the blow?

caffeine swirling,
dizziness whirling,
truth obscured
devil-lured

dry darkness,
unfeeling eyes,
dropping, heartless
out of the skies

failing, falling,
faster than water,
missed my calling,
embracing slaughter

but i'm still here,
didn't dare,
risk the fear
of devil's snare
This was a memory. At the moment I do not have any drastic suicidal wishes.
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 33° 
Max
Falling
She said "I'm falling in love."

I said "I'm falling apart."
What's the difference?
#love #falling #apart #him #her #he #she #begin #short
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 27° 
Deidre Lockyer
The Violin’s Shadow
In the morning of yesterday
There were strangers talking in my garden, heads close together
Intent on each other, in whispers
I heard them say your name
And the earth shifted a little...the season moved forward a little
And I heard myself sigh like a dreamer

Harvesting hearts and marigolds
The thief steals in when we least expect it, masqued and lithe
Wanting an exploration of Souls
Oblivious, if we’re generous
But still the knife cuts deeply...the blade turns without intention
And I’m bleeding out like a Madrigal

I loved you too much in the Mirrorfall
I found you in the violin’s shadow
Dust and star tears are my witnesses
I love you
My joy and my abyss
I am trying to believe in a love for me.
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 26° 
Connie Hopkins
Well, Well, Well
Well, well, well, I would hear my grandson say
That was the first thing I would hear, each and every day
With his big blue eyes looking into mine
I just smiled and listened as if I were hearing
It for the very first time.
                                                                ­                                                    
By Connie Hopkins
Jackson James Ferrell is his name he is 9 yrs old and what a clown.
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 24° 
Mykenzie
Unwritten
So many poems
and stories
have gone unwritten
due to fear of not being good enough
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 24° 
Lucas Ennis
Noname
It feels like my wrists are burning
Blood is dripping down my arms
My head keeps screaming
I shouldn't of self-harmed.
My mom is going to be mad.
She's going to hit me again.
Give me another bruise.
Now my scars have some friends.
Just wash off the blood.
Dry off with the towel.
Wrap up your arms.
Go back to your personal bubble.
Isolate yourself for another week little girl.
Take you medicine.
And jump off the hill.
Just a little vent cause I feel icky.
#depression #anxiety #lucaspoems #selfharm #suicide
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 23° 
Robert C Ellis
god of Dusk
And I dream
Hang my lower body into the stars
To feed
Like listening to my grandfather
teaching me to tie off the keel
The oceans are the universe
Selling die cast infinity.
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 23° 
Traveler
MAKE YOURSELF
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!
Exclamation 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!

Vanity
All is vanity
The meanings of passion
The aesthetic expression
The lines we draw and stay within
Even love is beyond intent
Vanity transcends
Flowing from our pens
And so we breathe again
#traveler #tim #contemplation #cccommings #incubus #instruction #rules #directions #help
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 23° 
Dark Dream
Deeper
Slide into me
Tight rigid flesh
Aching breaths hitting
Pulsing lips riding
Crimson cheeks
Lingering wet fingertips
Flayed and primitive
Grazing the surface
Ritual essence denied
Deeper base of purity
Carnal frames clutching
Erupting into form and shape
Becoming essential and visceral
Instinctive undulating
Reaching the orogeny
Cresting over solid embrace
Luscious tumbles
Twisting skin
I slip in you
#****** #sensual #****** #lust
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 22° 
Eloisa
Still Here
If there comes a time
that you might lose me
Find me in my poetry
#still #here #waiting #find #me #poetry
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 22° 
tenielle
fake love.
maybe people are meant
to fall in love
but not meant
to be together.

i was coming to terms with this
only to find out
we werent in love.
i was.
you never loved me
you didnt feel anything for me
you tried to,
but loving someone isnt something
you can make happen.

we always said we were meant to be, right?
soulmates
perfect for each other
you said our love was pure
and real
and unbreakable.
look at it now,
its shattered.

falling in love with you
was the easiest thing
ive ever done.
falling out of love
will be the hardest.
i guess the [lovers] code has been cracked.
#breakup #fake #love #goodbye
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 22° 
zumee
Suicide Note commits suicide
Dear Reader,
if you're reading this
it means
I'm dead
as a paper

free

to be etched
with the poem
I tried to write
so many times
when I was m-
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 21° 
Colm
A Cry For Quiet
The moment someone knows me
The moment someone sees
I exist
I am present
I am back to being me

And so I go where noone knows me
To where I'm openly not seen
To not exist for a few hours
Is such a blessing
Not to be
The January Lasts

It's not about non-existence. It's about getting away from the self without reset. It's about being... Refreshed. And we all do that differently.
#*** #cry #for #quiet #refreshment #and #escape
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 21° 
UnitingWriting
I care
The way you stand
The way you sit
The way you secretly laugh for a bit
You’ve been hurt
You’ve been broken
And yet your heart is wide open
You think no one sees
You think no one cares
But that is really just not fair
Because I see
Because I do
My heart is filled by just looking at you
#you #i #care
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 19° 
Ariana Bagley
A Reverse Poem
I love him
I tell myself
I know that
We will be together forever
I don’t believe that
We could be separated
My thoughts tell me that
He’s the love of my life
Sometimes my heart lies and says
I could live an eternity
Without him
Like my friends say
“We’re perfect for each other”
And you can’t tell me
He’s not the one.

Now read from bottom to top.
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 19° 
misha
drunk on you
your name is
forbidden in
my mouth
or in my heart
because when
i think about
you;

i'll cry a little more,
hurt a little stronger
love a little softer
because you no longer
make me feel sober

i'm drunk on the
memory of you
if only i could chase you with pizza but shots don't work like that
#hearts #mind #soul #girl #lonely #heartbroken #love #drunk #tears #cry
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 19° 
rebecca
eight of swords
trapped and helpless,
hopeless and tied,
she looks in the mirror,
while covering her own eyes.
the eight of cups represents self-imposed restriction. it's time to open your eyes and realize that it's yourself holding you back. you have all you need to free yourself. belssed be!
#witch #tarot #taortpoems #witchpoems #wicca #wiccan #pagan #eightofswords #trapped #helpless
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 19° 
Hitherwine
Repeat
repeat after me:
you owe
no one
your forgiveness.

- except maybe yourself-
#care
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 18° 
Teddy S
In Someone’s Eyes
I want to be the light in someone’s eyes,
I want them to look at me like I hold galaxies, universes, and every beautiful star in the sky
I want them to look at me like I do no wrong,
Like every action I take is perfect even the smallest mistake
I want to the sun that shines in their life, the stars that brighten their nights,
I want to pull them like the moon pulls the tides
I want to be magnetic to them
I want them to think my middle name is an appropriate name for me,
Because I want to be as beautiful as a supernova to them
I want someone to treat me with as much kindness as I treat them
I want them to see me as I see them
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 18° 
Erika
half empty
i spend my days
pouring myself into the cups of others

only to find that
when it’s time for myself
to take a sip

all that’s left
in my cup
is the remainder of a girl
who gave too much
self care is extremely important. most days I fight my depression by putting smiles onto others faces, but forgetting about my once bright smile.
#self #care #love #depression #anxiety
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 17° 
strawberry-cigarette
to feel too much of everything
like icarus
i was too close
and felt too much


                       high
             too
flew  


and burned
                            a   w        a              y




and now
                 there is nothing left
                                                       but
                                                                dust.
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 17° 
nearlyapoet
I like you because...
I like things that keeps me guessing.
Things that are beyond my comprehension.
Things i cannot understand at first glance--
and things that would drag me down to a bottomless pit just to quench the thirst.
I like you because...
I found these things in you.
#poem
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 17° 
emnabee
The secret life of poets
The poet lives two lives.
One on the outside,
And one in their mind.

When you look in their eyes
You could see an abyss.

If you looked long enough
You could sink into it.

But most people don’t see it.

Take the time to read the words, though,
And you would know for sure.

The poet lives in two different worlds.
A little escape from the madness.
Or maybe, into.
#secret #life #poets
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 16° 
Tanya
Night Therapy
☾

Yesterday I cried to the moon
as she wiped my tears away
made my worries disappear
so I could sleep again.

☼

Today I smile at the sun
and it shines back on me,
what a wonderful world
to be alive;
to be me.
#love #pain #hurt #moon #sun #happy #feel #good #sleep #night
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 16° 
ThatGirl
Weird Is Good
Being weird is not bad
Weird is your letting out your innersole
Weird is normal
There is no such thing as normal
Everyone is different
Everyone is weird
You just can't help it
SO BE WEIRD!!!
#******#LIFE
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