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Gabriel Bonney
I’ve been listening to music late at night lately
It hasn’t really helped me deal with the coffee
The songs bore, and even the new are dull
To the core, I don’t think I know between lull
why dont you see potential in me

i score higher than everyone else

ive been playing longer that everyone else

ive been doing this longer than everyone else.


im not good enough

i dont get a push

i dont get help

i wanna be challenged too
A clear sky
No grey sight
With fist full of desires
green dreamy eyes
I fly away
I wanted to kiss you goodbye,
but you’re such a light sleeper.
You were dancing with the angels, I could tell.
You were smiling with no worries,
I know life can be hell.
Couldn’t disturb your peace,
when you make my pain ease.
I wanted to hug you goodbye, your arms feel safe.
You are my haven, but I’ll tell you at my pace.
I will repay my debt.
You gave me all the right things,
when I had nothing left.
Anyone can be a mother, but you earned that title. I was leaving for work and wanted to dismiss myself, but you had a long night.
I’ve been floating aimlessly
in a dark and icy sea,
waiting, just waiting,
for life to make something
out of me.
Betty H
I slowed my old truck
a dead deer was in the road
Hmmm, or so I thought
Mystic Ink Plus

Genre: Micro verse
Theme: Privileged
Author's Note:
He/She might not say
Anything casual

Expect something
Calm to ears
rose hopkins
Brothers together
brothers apart
brothers forever
share the same heart,
share the same dream
on the same stream.
Always together
mindful forever
of mother's love
and always wherever
they are.
They sing the same tune
they watch the same moon
they look out for each other
and fight with each other
yet mindful forever
of mother's love.
wherever they are.
delight wrapped in silk skin
butterscotch dipped kisses
sugar coated lies back and forth
too sweet to know the difference
D Letwixt
I've disappeared into myself
And reality seems
Babatunde Raimi
Africa's King of reptiles
The pretty black Mamba
Fast and furious
Venomous and slithery

Bites in quick succession
Faster than you can react
If you cross their path
Prepare for war

So also my Sweet mother
My survival, her priority
She laboured that i may live
My Sweet Black Mamba

You are my ultimate champion
With African mothers
We never really grow up
Even when we have grown up.

My mother my gist partner
My number one fan
My soothing voice of comfort
I love you like "Kilode"
puzzled by his brooding stare
my heartbeat quickens

static lingers in the air
my posture stiffens

I glance down at the table
then back at his eyes

to dancing fire— playful—
a sensual surprise
“You look good today”
Hello, Goodbye
Together, Alone
Content, Depressed
Alive, Dead

They seem to
Blend together

Was there ever
Really a difference?
Life is Hard
...until it’s Easy

Dating is Hard
...until it’s Easy

Connection is Hard
...until it’s Easy

Love is Hard
...until it’s Easy
She's smiling
Someone made her eyes glow
I've tried, I guess I can't be that reason

Mine is gone
She's my reason
Yet  I can't smile for them
hays la na gid?
I wore my heart on my sleeve
vibrant and true
but you ignore the wash label
bleached anew
I wore my heart on my sleeve
and became stained by you

- i need a new jumper
Khadija J
Like a molten flame,
That burns the bones.
Like a ball of fire,
That blinds the eyes.

[But ice burns too]

Like fangs of frozen water,
That pierce the skin a bit too easy.
Like cunning and cutting cold,
That leads to a delusional death.

[Tell me who wins when you put fire on fire]

The west, oh she calls to me
Her speech of falling leaves from her highest mountain peaks
I fawn to her prairied lands
I gawk at nature's pallet
For to be of this land is to be of infinite fortune
Ruby Nemo
you used to hold me when the world was falling
You put the blame,
spoilt my name.
I was surrounded with the
people who hate,
but still, I had my fate
that you would
love me
like you did before.
You never did.
Erin Asuncion
I have to go,
But don't be sad,
I only left because time is all I have,

I have to go,
I'm not being rude,
I did what was best for me and you,

I have to go,
I can't wait to long,
Maybe because you hindered me to strong,
I wrote this in my room, when I finally got the chance to speak my mind again.
Gray Ndiaye
he drives me crazy
in the best way
he elicits
i will follow
him barefoot
for miles
just for a
fraction of his time
in return
giving him
this heart of mine
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.
Alicia S Azahar
The truth cut her deep,
Sharper than a two edged sword,
Her heart began to bleed.
Erin M
my sweet boy
can you feel that?
my love for you burns
it warms me
engulfs me
I merrily incinerate
my ashes catching in your hair
some sparkling
some shy
like tiny stars
in a dark night’s sky

my sweet boy
can you hear that?
my heart sings for you
melodies of love
harmonies of bliss
and symphonies of desire
sometimes perfect pitch
sometimes out of tune
but nonetheless
all these songs
they’re all for you

my sweet boy
can you see that?
I walk towards you
you gaze into me
tear filled eyes
for all to see
dreams of what’s next
will he have your nose?
will she have my hair?  
oh, the adventures
we have yet to share

I wish I could bottle
the taste of your lips
I wish I could wear
the smell of your chest
all of my senses
come alive with such joy
and I promise
I’ll love you forever
my sweet
sweet boy
for the love of my life
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.
I sit and I say your name.
I hear your voice explain
the intricacies and beauty
of an art lost and found.

I look in your eyes and I know
It isn't a matter of if
but when
you will be mine.

I'm going to marry you.
I'm going to give you my name.
I'm going to grow old and grey.
I'm going to hold your hand every single day.

My joy, my sorrow, my laugh, my muse.
They say that all good things come in twos.
It's just that
i'd like someone to
write for me
just once
i'd like to be the object of affection
i'd like for someone to find
that beauty my mother keeps telling me
i have inside
i'm not complaining
but you see
i'd just like to be the
and not the poet
for once
bess goldstein
from hymn—
soft lips humming like my singing bowl,
hard tongue tracing circles at the corners of your mouth.

from soothing—
meditating at the sight of your sharp teeth—
cutting at my skin.

from healing—
kiss my raw cuts,
let your cadence cover the bleeding skin
from him.
homophones are my favorite ;)
I want to dance with you slowly,
Holding hands,
Closed eyes,
Dancing with the music.

I want to dance with you slowly,
This is the song that we've been waiting for,
This is the chance that I will say to you,
What my heart feels,
I want to say this long ago.
i would give you
all the stars,
all the planets,
just to see that smile
I haven’t been here for a while
To make all my readers smile
I used to write every day
Guess that went away,
I’m sorry!
Because I haven’t wrote for a while.
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.
i used hate the way i would be awake at four in the morning.
i remember the way everything used to feel so haunting and scary.
there were no words to describe how deep inside my mind i would sink into,
scared and afraid of no return.

but now,
oh now,
i love it.
i fell in love with the quiet.
there was no more worry or fear.
instagram : @heavenforecaster
Mike Hauser
is there any difference
when seen from a distance
of a waves persistence
of hello and goodbye

if love was the matter
the wave might know better
between the sadness and laughter
of hello and goodbye

is there something missing
off in that distance
some meaning hidden
of hello and goodbye

another agenda
that waving will send ya
once you catch the wind of
hello and goodbye
He gave me dead flowers
So I can smell them every day
The rotten petals falling
The color of decay

The washed out sunflower
The dehydrated leaves
The mold on the water
The color of debris

The richly red rose
Now drooping to the floor
The color of love
Existed no more

But still I saved the flowers
And smelled them every day
And watered them with tears
To let them grow again.
ting is
your           life
thro             ugh
a ne           edle
and         if
you sew
i am not sure how long this will last
and i am afraid
for i have been beaten and bruised
by so many lovers
but you my darling,
you are worth it

i love you
for all that you are
the madness
the chaos
in your soul
all your flaws
they are beautiful to me

i will wait for you
i will stand by you
i will be there
as you heal
as you grow
as you begin to love yourself
i will be with you
every step of the way
I may never dream
of anything but green
because I live between
what is supposed to be
and the true reality
of grey dusty skies
and those dark eyes
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