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still and quiet nights
words come in stifling cascades
borne of sky and stars

Life makes you dream.
Life smashes them.
The constant cycle of the mortal.
That's life.


The sooner you see the thorn in heaven,
the sooner you see the bud of the rose in hell,
and you will be free.

Now, that's life.
Reece AJ Chambers
and I never knew you
and you’ll never know me
but when I think

of you it’s your name,
like the clouds
cradle your memory,

over Star City or as
far as England,
or maybe flying,

sunlight signal,
a teenaged smile
never not alive,

forever with your
future years at the
tips of your fingers
Written: June 2022.
Explanation: A poem written in my own time. A link to my Facebook writing page and Instagram page can be found on my HP profile.
Ten years ago today, teenager Skylar Neese was killed in Pennsylvania, United States. Many years ago (I don't know how), I stumbled across a story about her ****** and for some reason it has been in my memory ever since... maybe the circumstances of it, or that we were a somewhat similar age (Skylar was born in '96, me in '93). Every now and then, her name resurfaces in my mind.
Recently I looked online and discovered that the ten-year anniversary of her passing was coming up and I knew there and then that I wanted to write a poem. Obviously, I did not know Skylar (we grew up in different continents for starters) and I knew I would not be able to say much, but nevertheless I have produced this piece, keeping it deliberately simple.
So although I'm here in England, I'm sure many who knew and loved her will take some time today to turn to the sky.
you take all of the
stars in the night sky with you
whenever you leave.
Antony Glaser
An emergent crimson light
settles after the rain
The ******* bended  knees
kissed the morning dew
and bid her classmates goodbye
The elm leaves flurried, from the eastern wind

The Nuns in their dark sanctuary
closed their hearts to aging
and forgiveness

The pale girl averted her gaze
from her music teacher
and walked to the duck pond unaided
✓\baby baby✓\
✓\babe babe babe✓\
I do I❤️u
I miss you
✓\baby baby baby✓\✓\
By: Karijinbba

It's been 4 decades since I could say the word baby it now is bittersweet.
since I lost you both my child and PC dad
My Dear Poet
My tears fall courageously
Leaving the safety
and shelter of my eyes
Braving down the cliff of my cheeks
Fearlessly jumping off
the edge of my chin
David Lessard
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)
Justin S Wampler
I keep biding my time
and biting my tongue.

What's an appropriate amount of time,
how long do I wait to say it?
Tonight I hugged an angel
And it made my night
As she looked me in the eyes
And held me real tight
I sang to her a song
And I saw her dance
As her stunning beauty
Had me in a trance
Tonight I met an angel
And she made me so happy
Tonight I was in heaven
Because she talked to me
A poem I was in a pored to write
left her eyes
my eyes...

left her breath
my lungs..

left her smile
my face..

left her grace
my expression..

left her voice
my ears...

left her butterfly
my heart..

left her laugh
my cloud..

left her memories
my dreams..

left her absence
my tears...
She left, how could I still hold my breathe...
Donall Dempsey

the fossils live
in a cardboard box
under her bed

dust on the fossils
the soft patina of time
a wet fingertip makes them shine

ammonites and echinoids
are her friends
she hasn't any human friends

500 million years just

she scrapes the humans
off the landscape
imagines glaciers out for a stroll

a fossil perched upon
a piano
absorbing the music

the grandfather clock
( each second long as an age )
at odds with the cuckoo clock

its half past
a millennium
or two

the little yellow road
threading itself through the countryside
the patchwork quilt of fields

at the end of the road
the moon waiting patiently
for her to catch up
Beside the stream
of eternity, the long cliffs
march into the unknown;
Every rock and pebble sings
Thunderous and wild.

Within the forest of time
On branches of moss and ivy
Sits the old ancient owl;
Waiting for the small quiver
Of a mouse in hazy moonshadow.

Beyond the gardens of stars
An emptiness quakes and yearns
For flowers to be born
For mountains to break and bleed
And sing and cry.
Steve Page
The second best place, I find,
to cry openly undetected,
thereby avoiding unwanted
concerns, is a pier.

You won't stick out, as staring out
to sea isn't that uncommon
and tears are a typical reaction
to the sting of salt on the breeze.

Fellow pier folk will leave
you be, alone with the past
and the uncertain sea.
Brody Blue
Round and round they go,
The slow at heart.
The first to purchase fare
To worlds apart;
Then when the whistle blows
And train departs:
The last to show's
The slow at heart.
I am but
one star
in the
that you
I am but
a rain's
it is
the ocean
that you
need to
swim in.
upon me.
and jump
within me.
I long
to be
for thee.

written by me... ..
Love is respect
Accepting boundaries and spaces
It is not forced
Love is a mutual decision

If you find yourself explaining yourself
And not being inderstood
If you don’t feel yourself
Please leave

You don’t need validation
You don’t need someone’s else lack of love
bright colors blue sky
children play in hot weather
birds chirping till late.

Shell ✨🐚
Of you
Of your voice
Of your lies
Of your fake smile
Of your fake love
And when I see you with her
After you called to say your flight was late
I know I’m tired
Of my love for you
When I look at you,
I don’t see darkness
I don’t see rain
I don’t see pain

When I speak to you,
I don’t feel sadness
I don’t feel neglect
You always show respect

When I think of you,
It gives me strength
Because you’re so bright
My brightest light

When I dream of you,
I find myself in your arms
Right where I belong
Right where I feel strong

When I fell in love with you,
I knew it was true
Because you drowned my sorrows
And now I can see tomorrow
Rama Krsna
the nectar of love
only comes with
the poison of pain,
two for the exorbitant price of one

at the chasm of life and death
destroyed by love
grief remains as life’s sole friend

the memories of love
now belong to time
and this aging body to the five elements.

© 2019
You are the light of my life
My morning sun and my evening moon
I want to reach you and stay by your side
Too bad you’re just “not in the mood”
Too bad “you have better things to do”
Because the only thing I do
is think of you

I dream
of you thinking about me too
Sometimes we want to be cared about by the wrong person
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.
the night my life changed
i was wearing
a white dress
with blue and red

and you were wearing
well, actually
it doesn't

the night my life changed
it was dark
and you were drunk
and somehow
it was my fault
this is not my story, but it needs to be heard.
I blame you.
For the dreams that died.
For the love that i will never have.
For the smile that you took from me.
I wanted to fly far away but you
Burnt my wings keeping me
In the cold darkness.
I blame you for killing me.
I like to take a negative feeling and turn it
Into something good.
We should allow people room to grow and breathe support someone in there dreams
#blame #dreams #darkness #killing
Dear death,

I have met life,
He wants me to fight,
But I'm so weak-
So can we meet?
i'm losing friends like i'm losing sleep
apologies don't work, and neither do sheep
don't go, because i want you to stay
but don't lie to me, you're leaving someday
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.
Raika Parzella
Tired eyes
Fleetingly scanning the room.
To find another pair
With a light behind them.
Even with exhaustion,
Shining bright
Bright as your own mind,
Connecting the light with the dark.
Making it easier to breathe,
Letting shadows disappear.
Calm eyes.
your name is
forbidden in
my mouth
or in my heart
because when
i think about

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
jeffrey conyers
Sometimes, I love you.
Sometimes, I don't.
That's just the way it is.

Sometimes, I adore you.
Sometimes, I don't?
Accept it, deal with it?
Cause that's just the way it is.
But I wouldn't have it any other way.

Because loving you became a good thing.
She said "I'm falling in love."

I said "I'm falling apart."
What's the difference?
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.
When the anger seeps from my eyes
I breathe
I breathe and think of your heart
Beating in your chest as I listen
We are so close in that moment
Yet still I feel neglected
How to kiss and love
To tell me you have doubts
My dreams have dreamt through you
Your eyes
I have seen us
Only us
Softly blowing
Wrapped in a gentle embrace
Splattering across faces
Puddles all around
We don’t see the carrots to be cut,
We see the sharp knife that could cut us.

We don’t see the bridge,
We see the other side of the railings.

We don’t see painkillers,
We see medication we could drown ourselves in.

We don’t see the train,
We see the tracks we could lay on.

We don’t see the nice view,
We see the cliff's edge we could jump off.
heat from you is still on me

choose your absence
but pull me along
I am muddled

you'll toss 'you're _'
to me
and I will file it away
for the times when you are

heat from you is still on me

you'll slip beneath me
and I will dissolve
particled up and neutral
Alaska Young
Why do you push people away?

"I want them to be happy."
I fall into my
empty trap

bait set
widowed wills
I release the catch
and lock myself
hazem al jaber
Where ...

the sun got up ...
with it's warm ...
and it's charm smile ...
it came ...
just for us ...
me and you ...
to give us ...
the love ...
that we both need ...
from it's heart ...
and already ...
it sent ...
and waits ...
for us ...
to see it happiness ...
into our eyes ...

so ,,
sweetheart ...
where are you ...
where you got hide ...
the sun ...
and me ...
and our place ...
missed you so ...

hazem al ...
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