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 492° 
sepehr
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 364° 
yasmin
I spent most of
my life
acting out
as a cry for
help.

When I finally
gained the strength
to say
"someone please
help me,"
they all just
looked away.
 290° 
Lillian May
poems are a bit harder to write
when you dont feel music in your mind

too many tabs open

tv static for feelings

'error 404' for thoughts

poems are a bit harder to create
when you cant keep your sh*t straight
 269° 
Butterfly
I'm tired but let's do another day to see if things change.
I said I was coming back but sike, you felt for it.
 248° 
Carla
No matter what religion,
Or what race,
Or what name,
Or what face.

Through all the torture,
Through all the hate,
In the end we all,
Meet the same fate.
 240° 
georgia
the hand of a fallen girl wavers
as she stands by the back door.
she knew not of her future; she didn’t care for the past.
and she waits by the back door for a glimpse of commotion; a rustle of life.
so that she may enter, invited, and join the party of whatever occasion.

but until then she waits. because waiting is the only thing one can do before their life becomes a celebration.
 147° 
Sharon
People have forgotten what it is the say
"THANK YOU"
just a simple word, it's like pulling teeth..
What has this world turned into???
UNGREATFULLNESS
SHAMEULL
 135° 
Destiny
:(
I'm broken.
I'm weak.
I'm sad.
I'm angry.
I'm asamed.
 134° 
savspoetry
how do i tell you whats wrong when
Technically
The feelings im feeling,
I dont have the right to have.
-betrayed, resentment, sad.
 124° 
Sunshine Girl
And he smells of the lavender that presses into his back
Each time he presses his hand against my waist
Save
all the butterflies
of my kisses

and lock them
in the vault
of your heart

for if you'll
unleash them
one day

they will
carry you
with their wings

and bring you
to the garden
of my life.
 98° 
Lexie
Bring your truth not your anger
Though the alter take both
A burnt offering of words
As cinders fall
Off the smoking end of my tongue
The circle is drawn
You need only write your name
With the ink in your arms
My love for you came in on little cat feet
That is, to say, crashing in at top speed
Landing with no warning in the pit of my stomach
And leaving me gasping for breath
Even long after you have left
 77° 
Lemon
so swum,
and my throats lump,
makes me feel so done,
i swim,
and i drown,
let me turn my words
inside-out.
 71° 
The Red Woman
i opened my window
and the wind blew in
turning over a page
telling me
that it was time
to start a new chapter
 69° 
Chris Saitta
She walked out of the watercolor storm of a fresco
Like a cowl-bound form in a light drizzle of rain,
Her mosaic tiles of ancient lovers’ eyes, ceramic-borne,
Just as her hips held the curves of the urn, kiln-fired,
The coiled heat of Greece still stinging through her flesh.

For her, the treetops had been the summoners of storm,
In kind, she poured down the wet grove of her hair, electral,
Pantheress of humid breath and fanged flair of lightning,
Tamed once in the cloudy cage of Pentelic marble of the Parthenon.

But the world piled dust before her, baiting with its groveled roads,
For her black mullings, much-tasted rain, and heaven’s leaves to fall.
If only the Michelango-to-come had carved the clouds of her
For the light to remain, shining its centuries,
Then maybe the thunder would have been left undone.
 69° 
Quinn Adaire
I thought you were ok
Guess it was too early to say.

Now you collapse in my arms
Your walls fall down, broken charms.

Your tears soak me to the bone
I feel cold, you feel alone.

You’re not alone.
My best friend has bipolar disorder/manic depression.
 64° 
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!
Explanation 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
I love you all!!

Welcome aboard newbies!!!

Who said explanation marks were merely laughing at your own joke?!

Actually my grand daughter gave me this poem!
 52° 
Robby
Be patient with me
I’m still a work in progress

Somedays I seem put together
But that paint’s not dry just yet

One day I’ll get this right
I’m sorry
 48° 
Flora Felafel
Pain is inevitable,
Suffering is optional.
The crossroads of success,
Is always constructional.

If we could become tress,
Solid and stoic, deep rooted
In Mother Earth's flesh;
We could stand firm
Through the tempest, unswayed.

But we are only humans.
Covered in darkness.
Hiding behind our fears,
Timidly withdrawing from
The ominous tempest.

So, embrace the fury,
The daunting gales that
Once were scary.
After all, you can't
Stop the waves,
But you can learn to surf.

And even if you sank,
Deeper into the void,
At least you'll drown
Knowing there was
Beauty In The Struggle.
 46° 
Hell-Loves-Blues
One
Then two
Three
Then four
I know I have a problem
But higher I soar
Five then
Six
Seven
Then eight
I better stop now its getting really late
What started as scratches
So light and so thin
Nine
Ten
Now craving deeper
When will it end
Eleven
Twelve
Why even fight
Thirteen
Fourteen
It hurts so much
Fifteen
Sixteen
Now I've lost touch
Seventeen...
Eighteen...
Red dribbles down
Nineteen
Twenty
I HAVE to stop now....
Maybe one more?...
No, or I'll be on deaths door...
I can't bleed the pain away
I cant bleed my mind free...
I'm trying to stop now
But what's stopping me?....
Angered by scars
but wanting to cause more
Because if I cut just right my mind won't reel anymore...
Trigger warning
 45° 
Steve
Because the earth’s round
Doesn’t mean it’s  having a ball.

Because waves crash
Doesn’t mean that they aren’t in control.

Because the sea is deep
Doesn’t mean that it’s thoughtful

Because land meets the sea
Doesn’t mean that they agree

Because you float my boat
Doesn’t make me the captain.
Five little ten worders to ponder.
 44° 
atticus wilson
Everyday is the same
Sleep, skip meals, snap, sleep, repeat
Everyday I’m in the same loop
And I need
To break free
 40° 
Cora
i want to talk about you
to everyone i know
i want to shut my mouth
and keep you to myself
my heart flares up
explodes with thoughts of you
and i can't catch the words
and i can't catch my breath
 40° 
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.
 37° 
NP
He wondered when his life was to begin
He wished he didn’t

It became his only wish while life left his bedsheets
Make sure that by then you’ve run out of wishes
 37° 
Robby
My newest fear is learning to forget these lies
Wish me well
 36° 
Akshay
These words are for me,
For I'm the one who's hurting,
I'm just healing myself.
I often wonder why we can't understand other's poems sometimes, but deep down it is the one who writes it knows the value of it.
 34° 
Anais
I have a fascination with
all things love,
Daydreams constructing expectations
and a daily need for a thing which
I have yet to experience,
It's an obsession which has
evolved into a fear ~
Fear of a broken heart,
of a lonely life,
of distracted dreams.

~ Funny my ability to
overthink.
 34° 
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.
 34° 
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.
 32° 
Sarah
Everything was so horrible
That words stood beside me and gaped
At a life so cruel.
We held our flags while they held their guns
We approached them with roses yet they stained us with our own blood

More than 320 were killed, more than 12,000 were injured, hundreds were arrested and abducted, still we’re fighting.

Look for pictures, my friends. And you’ll see why words can no longer suffice in describing the tragedy happening in my country.
 31° 
Caden
close your eyes babe
what do you see?
a starry night or a porcelain sky?
is it the shade of navy you love?
i closed my eyes and i saw the world grabbing me gently, pulling me tight and close,
while it whispers sweet nothing in my ear
i envision a love that is endless,
a heart so large that it overflows,
and a passion that even fruits envy.
so tell me darling,
have you a dream to sell me?
 31° 
yasmin
Because sometimes,
paper is the only one
who listens.
 31° 
R B M
I am a master at lying
It is an art
I’ve become so good at it
That when I say
I am fine
I almost believe myself
 31° 
Joshua
I need to get you out my mind,
before I fall in love with you.
Because I know, you won't love me back.
 30° 
David J
Your eyes sang the song of loss
And I recognized the chorus
I was reading a book in a place no normal person would be. When I was accomponied by a lovely gal who had the same plans as me. We never spoke a word to eachother but I've never felt so understood.
 30° 
Hg
wri
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threading
your           life
thro             ugh
a ne           edle
and         if
you sew
secrets
you'll
get
po
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.
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 30° 
Alex Teng
We fell in love by chance,
We stay in love by choice.
 29° 
Tegan
thankyou for making me feel something
i just wish it was less painful
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