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 537° 
zz
You reached for the stars
and put them in my eyes

I keep them locked
behind my eyelids


fearful

that you´ll change
your mind
 372° 
Sky
Somehow,
everything falls right into place
with you.
 340° 
Z
Be good
your whole life,
then do a single thing as
you were done

Trust me
they’ll all judge you,
for the only time you decided to
put your halo down

—live as you please anyway.
 264° 
her
when the tears overflow
shaking me to the core
hysteria, they call it
i don't realize that i am pulling my hair
until the strands are wrapped neatly around my fingers
and pulled from my face
mad woman syndrome i would have been diagnosed
if i lived in a different age
and i suppose its a fitting name
how else can i describe my world falling internally
white noise in the air
and flashes of lines clouding my vision
when i wake up and my voice has left
will i remember that i screamed
 230° 
Ryan O'Leary
I found a wind blown nest
today, that of a Robin.

It was colourful, green moss,
white wool, brown twigs and
blue strands of synthetic twine,
as is used in baling machines.

What is interesting, the birds
have got into the recycling mode.
 223° 
Lovely Nobody
Sometimes I wish I was born as a boy
my late-night strolls wouldn't be seen as coy.
Sometimes I wish I was born as a boy
at least I wouldn't be reduced to a mere toy.

Sometimes I wish wasn't born as a female
my life story would have been a tellable tale.
Sometimes I wish I wasn't born as a female
my journey wouldn't have been filled with storms and hail.

Sometimes I wish I wasn't born at all
coz there nothing I hate more than being a life-size doll.
 196° 
Tim Kearns
sleep
abstract enticement
                                    at mid-day
the crutch
                   holding up dreams
the sweet foment
                                of time
a quarter moon
                             distant and silent
                              ingesting twilight
for Dali
 185° 
Shokhi Srivastava
Why not?
Rain is gloomy when,
It watches that one grey Umbrella
Walking down the street
All alone
His transient feet
Sinking into it's core
With each step
It comes closer,
To accompany him,
To make his tears Disappear
Somewhere in it's droplets
Alas!
All it's capable of doing,
Is drenching him even more
Drowning him
Into it's waters
Deeper, deeper and deeper...
Oh what a misery!
Of the fulfilled unfulfillment.
 156° 
Hannah Lanayru
Don't listen to that voice
The one within your mind
That tells you everything is going to be okay

Because it's not

You know it's not

You struggle every day and every night
Always tired of this fight
It draws you in and lures you too far
Then you're trapped and there's no going back
So why bother?

Why bother?
Why care?
It's not like anyone is there
To hear you cry out for help
Or to see you reach out desperately

So you sit there and you cry

Until the one you truly love comes along
To pull you back from the depths of the hell within your head
 151° 
Shabnam
Whatever you threw at me I have always tried to give my best..
Even in the trials and the tests.
I have put a really brave fight;
Now I need you to hug me tight.
I put up with your lemon rind
Is that all for me you could find?
Now give me a sweet lime or a peach
And keep it within my reach.
Won't be able to thank you enough
Now please stop being so rough.
Dear life..
Dear life.
 148° 
Astral
My pain makes me crave sin
With thoughts of drowning my veins in pleasure
To escape the emptiness for a moment
Or maybe longer
Lust is a powerful thing.
 110° 
JA Perkins
He stumbled to the edge of town
and fell into the water’s rough -
held all his breathe while going down
till there was none to come back up.
Tragic turn of events
 103° 
ALesiach
As eventide awakens
Under our bower I lay
My pulse begins to quicken
The world vanishes away

As you slip into my dream tonight
Like a prearranged rendezvous
A sweet illusion to fill my sight
I close my eyes, it all comes true

To taste your lips is ecstasy
All worries are left behind
In this land of fantasy
Our movie plays in my mind

In our never-ending romance,
Our unique melody, crafted with love
Your touch so tender, full of finesse
'Neath the precarious moon above

Gallivanting forward in my dreaming
Eager to acquiesce to my heart's desire
How I long to stay sleeping
Of this dream I never tire

But he kisses me, nonchalant
As he gently fades away
Back in my memories to haunt
As night gives way to-day

ALesiach © 05/9/2018
 87° 
Fenchurch
I think the music has been lying
Love isn’t like the melodies
Of the songs on the radio
It’s hard and disappointing
And no one ever stays for long
I wish I never believed
Those stupid love songs
Because maybe if
I never heard them
No one would’ve never let me down
 83° 
F A Pacelli
we are human
we cannot be perfect
but we can always be better
 75° 
Kanishka
I didn't feel like writing today.
I was afraid I'd say the unsaid.
I dont wanna face the truth,
I dont wanna give up on us.
Why cant you come back to me,
And be the way it's supposed to be?
But alas I'm a poet. I must write.
 75° 
Justin Thornhill
Used To

The two most commonly used words as an adult are “used to”. I used to be more active, we used to be friends, I used to drink a lot, I used to be better at that. The most dangerous use of these words is also the one I fear the most. I’m not very religious but I prey to something that I never have to hear or speak it. My nightmares contain the phrase “I used to love you”.
 73° 
Alaska Young
your drunken eyes
keep telling me
a different story
 68° 
darly
I went to the love of my life's wedding today

I listened to her say the words that i would never be able to say,
he was the object of the love that i craved.
she looked at him with the same affectionate eyes that i gazed,
he was the one hearing: "for the rest of my days".


i went to the love of my life's wedding today
 63° 
Anne
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.
 56° 
Alessia
Woke up to break up texts
From someone I was learning to love
 56° 
Jennifer West
Please do insult me
To the best of your ability
For I can promise you that
To me your words are empty

Please do gawp
Everytime I walk past
I can assure you that
My style is one to last

Please do make an enemy
Out of me if you will
For I've been looking for
Someone to give me a thrill.
 51° 
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.
 43° 
Niki Gray
Pain is better than numbness,
because at least I can feel
my life not just move through it.
Thank you for taking the time to read my poetry.  Also a thank you to all my family and friends that remind me to be the best me I can be.  Thank you Sheela, Courtney, Christian, Favour, my daughter Sydney and my son James.  Also, a big thank you to my husband Jim.
 41° 
Cassia
Perhaps one day I'll look up and see
The same stars that you do
But for now, I'll settle for
That strange light in your eyes
Du du du...
 41° 
FOD
I can’t do this.
I’m not ready.
Everyone hates me.
I hate me.
I’m sick.
I’m lost.
My knuckles hurt.
My walls are broken.
My skin is open.
My problems are still there.
I can’t do this.
I’m not ready.

But I can try.
 41° 
wordvango
Who hadn't loved you
In time, perhaps
Like the wall in the painting
Faded,
Far from the window,
And the shine
On the pearl
In your ear remained,
"I"
Am colored still
With your
Glow
 40° 
Ariana Bagley
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.
 39° 
Hg
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 39° 
Azfar Hakimi
i imagine what these hands
would do in the dark
when it's past midnight,
will the magic stay?
or the magic will fade away?
work of art
 36° 
Matt
I just can’t
I’m done
Doing all this
All this stress
For nothing
I’m done
Why wait
Why continue being alive


ok so a lot of you guys have been really concerned, I'm fine, I have a therapist this is just a way to cope.
 36° 
Caroline
I am a tiger and a fawn.
The she-wolf that screams to the moon at dusk
And the meadowlark that whistles to the sun at dawn.
I am darkness and I am light
Flipping my tangled hair to the cascading stars at night
Lifting my hands in prayer, releasing the morning birds to flight.
And I will protect them,
These birds of freedom.
I will carve their songs
Deeply into my heart
And set aside a space
Where the cruelty of this world
Cannot, ever, tear them apart.
So laugh my little children,
And sing your songs of glory,
You are safe
You are heard
And you are worthy.
 34° 
Steve Sufian
Once we were a bubble,
Then a brook,
Then a stream

In the Ocean of Consciousness,
Of Joy, Love and Bliss,

Then we Became the Ocean,
What was That,
Now is This!

What was “That”,
Now is “I”,
I All There is.

The Ocean of Consciousness,
Of Joy, Love and Bliss.

The Ocean of Consciousness,
Of Joy, Love and Bliss.
 34° 
Tegan
today I felt sad,
so today I took a pill,
and my sadness turned into a dull numbness,
and sometimes the pill makes me laugh,
and either way it protects me from my thoughts that haunt,
but now it’s wearing off,
and I’m sad,
so I will take another pill.

and the cycle is never ending.
 33° 
Sam Clemens
Where do they all go
the unspoken words
Do they melt, into nothingness
burning in the backs of our throats
Or delve into the blue deepness of our thoughts
a sunken treasure
I think they hitch rides
with the hopeless
and the heartbroken
Sitting heavy on shoulders

And I'm walking with the weight of the world
and I'm walking with the weight of the world
 32° 
Alice
i miss you
in sweet morning dew
golden sunrise
alights anew

i miss you
at blazing noon
sun tip top
descending soon

i miss you
while sky blushes pink
pastel sun
at sky’s brink

i miss you
when moon ascends
the feeling refusing
to rescind

i miss you
now
with the moon
with the sun
broken heart’s
unending tune.


-



<3
 31° 
Diana
Why do we naturally close our eyes
When we kiss
It’s as if it’s a reflex built in our genetic code
Eliminate one sense
Sight
And all of the others must heighten
Touch
Taste
Smell
Hearing
In order to compensate for the loss of one
So when we kiss
We want to taste the other
We want to feel the other
We want to hear the other
More deeply
More closely
So
Close your eyes
My dear
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