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 810° 
Amanda
I do not wish to be blind anymore
Want to face fear
Closed eyes are sore
More worn than they appear

My vision broken
Said my piece
Words were spoken
Feel anger cease

Madness profoundly lifted higher
Joyful instead of sad
Swept up in happy fire
Drying teardrops had

Dammed emotions
Barrier built with sticks
Keeping in oceans
So waters won't mix

But it is time for it to fall
I am not ready to tear it down
Catch pieces of wall
Released to hit ground

Mourning loss of armour strong
Vulnerable
Naked
And bare
Warmth I needed all along
Love
It was always there
Feedback?
 630° 
Melody
Your solitude;
Is about the
only souvenir
I can claim,
From our one way voyage.
 193° 
Andrew Hartnett
I'm thankful for my dog
because she gets excited
to head to the backyard
and chase a ball for a little while
 141° 
Em
Brightness comes to me,
Chasing the endless summer,
I am free to roam.
 126° 
j a connor
Before dawn
The whispers in the twilight
Empower my peace
 110° 
Ollie
Goodbye to the tears rolling down my cheeks
Goodbye to the bleeding through my sheets
Goodbye to fighting a battle I'll never win.
Goodbye to a world full of sin.
Goodbye to a hopeless night.
Goodbye...I lost my fight.
Yeah idk This just kind of came out of my brain. I hope you guys like it!
 95° 
Patrick
Alone you sit,
Right here with me.
But do you see?

I hope you see.

Do you see?
Darkness surround.
Do you see?
Am I at last found?

Do I see?

I do not know.
Creeping in; No ember glows.
The fire fades,
The shadows creep.
Is it just me?
For eternity?
 92° 
Pranav Khatri
I look at your fences
and your flimsy nests.
The wind comes in and breaks them.
You rebuild, the bear comes in and breaks them.
Yet you still rebuild.
Why do you do that when you know it's pointless?
 91° 
ObsidianDeath
They say when one door closes another opens.
100 more have opened in its place
This don't will never shut.

I drank of his blood
Swam in his tears

I watched the flames surround me
And come out the other side

I waged war with the demons within
I found peace in His grace
I found love in a ravens embrace

Hold a gun to my head
And I have lived 1000 more times
They say when one door closes another opens.

The next door is open
Time now for the next greatest adventure
 89° 
Me
a voice makes the desert trees shake
and sand curl around your navel
in an airy breeze
caressing the relief outline of the Wakhan mountains
on your skin
the hot core within tranquil
this is
a night of peace
the stars' sincere presence
as soothing as ever
 82° 
Melody
Roses,
Highlight my bruises.
Sunflowers,
Illuminate Hidden confessions;

Softly,
Like petals;
I roam from wonder to another
Yet Swiftly
I vanish.
 77° 
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!
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
 71° 
Mickey
And there will be nights like this.
Nights that you rather not remember.
Where you beg for mercy.
Asking if you please don’t have to look into the  interstice pieces of the moon.
Because you can’t take another battle.
Another realization.

Another night.
Though the line is thin
between love and hate.

There can be no room
nor freedom to escape
in cells of a rib cage.

What lies within
closed walls is solid,
undeniable like brick.

what's felt is watched upon
as if prisoners guarded
until time served has past.

Ice baracades may melt away
but true love shouldn't swim
in the path meant for hate.
 62° 
Palpebra
My eyes

have dried

with the tears

I've cried.

And now

I'm hollow,

I've got nothing to give

And now

I'm done,

I've got nothing to live.
I'm fine. Okay, if not completely at the moment, I will be, sometime later.
:)
 61° 
Naomi
what if I disappeared
leaving this god awful world and living my life in silence
maybe I'd become a monk or a nun whatever it is I wonder
what if I disappeared
and no one would miss me
make it stop
these awful thoughts
when i think i can
they say you better not
when i feel safe
they ask are you sure
until i find
i'm not anymore
when i trust myself
they wait for me
to fall back into my
many insecurities
they want me to fail
because they feed on my fear
they like when i fall
love the taste of my tears
 44° 
Abner Ros
I wish I were a bird
Though not just to fly
But to be void of troubles
That is why
Shouldn't we all?
i love you,
and to prove it,
i need to end myself?
it's not  that I'm scared,
but i would die,
not knowing,
if you smiled,
when you knew,
i loved you more than myself
a lot of people **** themselves to show someone how they love them, but if you did you will never be able to know if your love for them, made them smile
 39° 
Mary Anne Norton
Funny how you can
Tell the moon
Is full
Even with the
Blinds closed
Radiance of light
Can't help but
Shimmy their way
Through the slits
But you feel it
First
Like someone is
Looking over you
And you look.up
And a beautiful
Snow colored oval
Stares back at you
Perhaps with a
Knowing smile
 39° 
Stu Harley
what is night
but
a lark descending
from flight
upon
the
sacred moon
where
she dip both her wings
through
the
curious night
upon
the
living water
 38° 
verwandlung
My beautiful sunflower,
of warm, yellow joy -
infectious - as sunshine
beams across our faces.

An abundance of petals,
golden in the light.
Growing toward the sun,
striving for perfection.

Our beautiful sunflower,
nurtured and thriving,
growing through my heart, warm
with happiness and love.
happiness of being in love? feels gross to read it now haha
 32° 
persephone
Hazy street lamp light,
illuminating nocturnal spirits or otherwise
the ghost of a fire burning low,
all green tinder and ember,
its tender lain down
for the night.
This post is inspired by a glass of mediocre Cabernet Sauvignon...I don’t even drink reds
 28° 
Jeremy Stacy
We’ve been here before haven’t we?
Two strangers could never love so passionately
I stare adamantly at your anatomy while you throw your debonair back at me
If
if I could just
write
how I feel
would you still be here?
 28° 
Bea Autumn
Time flies by so fast then its past

Remember special moments always last

So make some memories to treasure

Each day have and give some pleasure

So when second chances do come by

To love again say yes reach for the sky

Because I love the moments in time

When you're with me and you are mine

Cherish and relish everyday while you can

Precious are the moments when love is the plan
make every moment count
 27° 
Jeremy Stacy
I currently sail on a current away from my current frustrations
to a concurrent location
where I don’t stay recurrent with gyrations at endless durations
 27° 
amanda
amanda
amand
aman
ama
am
i
allowed to admit
these letters
are losing meaning
everyday?
some days
i don't want to be me

some days i don't want
to be a person
 26° 
Ikari Kanashī
Do I talk too much?
I'm sorry... You're the first person to ever listen...
 26° 
Melinda Barrett
I know you more than you know yourself and that’s why you resent me
 25° 
misha
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
 24° 
Heather
Him
His face
The sight brings a smile to yours
His eyes
You can stare into them forever
His lips
You wish you can kiss them
His hands
You wish you can intertwine them with yours
His mind
It intrigues you
His soul
You can love it for eternity
His heart
It doesn't belong to you
 23° 
REY
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 like *******.
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.
 23° 
elaine
you never asked to read my poetry
maybe that was the sign.
i told you i wrote for fun,
you shrugged and moved on.
red flags went up everywhere, but i didn’t bother looking
 23° 
Shy
You were
My sigh of relief
And now
You’re gone
And I’m sitting here
Gasping for air
 23° 
Iyallo
Distant in the sky at night,
a profound and shiny light,
the moon slowly moves,
like a sloath on the roves.

A sensation in summertimes,
a cloud that sometimes
dresses the sky of white
when the moon guides my typewrite.
 23° 
Celestial
It burns,
The way it creeps.
The wrongs all done.

Culprits I let get away,
For I found reason.
In actions which led to dismissal.

It wasn't as bad.
The past proved worst.
New pain is here.

A new form of mistrust,
Swirling in my head.
Moving to my heart.

Saying you knew better.
The knives will eventually,
Create their own wall.

My blood truly hasn't,
Spilt yet...
Though I fear,

One day I will pull,
Pull them all out.
By myself and let it pour.

Truly I will then,
Be no more.
I will have nothing more to give.

No room for another.
Errors I make,
Will no longer haunt.

Nothing, that sounds pleasurable.
Makes sense to me,
To prove myself, that is me

Not what rises from,
This pain.
Is it not better?
 22° 
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.
 22° 
L
and we lied there
a bundle of limbs and skin
and I didn't know
where I stopped
and you began
 21° 
Betty
Fingers of fire
Flaming desire
Flirting with strings
Melted angel wings
Acoustic profanity
Electric insanity
Liquid bricks in your heart
Tearing you apart
A nuclear star
Now that is the sound of a proper guitar!
Nothing quite like it
 21° 
Mystic Ink Plus
Unlike any other poet
I want to write about you
Remember that
Genre: Haiku
Theme: That's it
Note:
Not so far away
Your soul
Is my home
 21° 
Rupert Pip
Break my bones;
cut my throat.
Pull me open,
learn the ropes.

Breath me in;
taste the fear.
Shank my skin;
stand and cheer.

Kick my head;
let me bleed.
Unbolt my veins;
enjoy the read.

Gouge my eyes;
punch my face.
Wrap me up
in your embrace.
Get to know me like I do you; inside and out.
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