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 484° 
sheila sharpe
I am the dark one
bearing a berry
soaked in dark
and deadly beauty
a Senorita sweet to behold
hanging her head
in defiant stance
fair in the hedgerows
bloodied with haws and hips
black with sloes
and the dog rose’s
rosy-budded lips
 312° 
Lovely
I can read his mind like I wrote it.
 271° 
lins
8 months   in a blink of an eye
8 months   of our life gone by

8 months   of love like no other
8 months   being here for one another

1 year         getting to know your heart
1 year         never wanting to be apart

8 months   me and you together
8 months   leading us to forever
you are my whole heart

19/9/19
 235° 
CLARYT
If I seem broken on the inside,
It was him. Not you,


(C)[email protected] 23/10/2019
Scars left by another, seen by the one who loves us now
 232° 
lmnsinner
Italian love songs                              
Canzoni d'amore italiane

fires the need, touch touch caress.        
alla necessità, tocco tocco carezza

my hand engulfs her little finger,              
la mia mano avvolge il suo mignolo
sliding down from her knuckle,                
scivolando giù dalla sua nocca,
to the glassine hard smooth of                
alla glassina dura liscia di
a petite fingernail, contradicting,            
un'unghia minuta, contraddittoria,
confirming the sensational opposition    
confermando l'opposizione sensazionale

the forefinger performs a solo,                
l'indice esegue un assolo,
exciting the ear’s topography,                  
eccitante la topografia dell'orecchio,
the sexuality of hill, vale, spaces,            
la sessualità di collina, valle, spazi,
curvatures extending an invitation,          
curvature che estendono un invito,
the neck, plane of the neck, take            
prendere il collo, piano del collo

I’m no longer of surety possessing,        
Non ** più la garanzia di possedere,
is it my finger or my tongue, is it              
è il mio dito o la mia lingua, vero?
that my finger became my tongue,        
che il mio dito è diventato la mia lingu,
all senses at attention, blurred,              
tutti i sensi all'attenzione, sfocato,
the love song enactment, touch              
recitazione della canzone d'amore, tocco
                      
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the confusion of love is its clarity, the master and the slave
becoming one

la confusione dell'amore è la sua chiarezza, il padrone e lo schiavo diventano uno
 215° 
maddie
i want to delete all the memories
just like i did with all our pictures
i want to forget our history
and act like we're strangers
i don't want to miss you anymore
i want to get over you and close the door
i know you're not missing me
i know this is how it's meant to be
#forget #memories #relationship #missyou #strangers
 198° 
Joshua
I tried to ask for more,
But what I received,
is lesser.
 190° 
Laci Joanne
I'm not just stuck in between two rocks
Its not that simple
I am surrounded on all side by huge boulders
These boulders aren't quiet
They scream at me
Asking whats wrong
Then saying its my own problem
Expecting me to talk
Then making me feel wrong for the way I feel
I could slide out if i was between two rocks
But these boulders won' t let me go
So instead of saying I'm in between two rocks
I'm surrounded by my problems
 167° 
FJ Davis
She didn't feed me
heed me or need me--
so she, mercifully, freed me.
 165° 
Isabel Leonora
A lovely day I stumble through,
Though the clouds all cover the sky’s forgotten blue,
We walk towards it,
A sunken-sofa sigh,
And smile with happiness, so happy I could die.
 150° 
Stan
He is fire
But that fire could be perfect fit for hell

Well,

don’t be tempted by the devil
Our kind of dance
would be forbidden whatsoever

Only if the devil agreed and took me to his chambers
loved me and cherished my existence

But he did not see, nor did he hear
He left me hanging to my tears
 147° 
Amaris
They dance through my dreams
Golden circles, silvery rounds
Endlessly turning
Infinity untwisted
A memory, a potential
Promises unfinished
Ours did not match;
The first sign.
 128° 
R
For I

Am Afraid
To be afraid
In front of many different people

And I

Am afraid
That my vulnerability
Will only give them more

Bullets
I have too many secrets
 93° 
Anjali
Sometimes,
I just wanna leave
everything and everyone
Just to see who'll find me
In the crowd of thousands
Will ever someone actually
be bothered about my absence
I wanna sit back and watch

-   SASR
 92° 
Star BG
Sometimes I sit at my desk
and think that MY poetry writes me.
That it bubbles up like rising dirigibles
tweaking my impulses to write.

Verses become effervesce tickles
to launch heartbeats.
Canopies of breath filled with words
get syphoned into heart.
Bristol waves of passions
gracefully float
traveling
from heart to hand with pen.
Dancing Pen to crystal page.
Golden text to readers eyes
and than perhaps a readers hand
who graciously gifts me with sun
and smile.
 89° 
cat
prevalence in the absence of light
I seek a remedy that may live without the sun
for the sun may never come
and I may never leave
if this journey I will to embark
moves in beams
and stalls for wake
 70° 
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.
 65° 
Sourodeep
Why the frown,

wearing the angry grown

what goes around comes around

with deepened scars

and hatred more profound
 57° 
nivek
the hidden self you protect
fools you more than anyone else

simply because we are easily fooled
by ourselves more than by anyone else.
 56° 
Robby
Maybe the sun will come out today
Maybe I’ll feel the warmth on my skin
Maybe my eyes won’t gloss over with tears from the light
Maybe I can go for a walk and just be happy
Maybe there is some hope left
 54° 
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.
 53° 
Maddy
Dreams start out the same with different endings.
Unresolved issues and dreams still in progress towards reality
Another time and place cliche works for some and  steps on the souls of others
Trying to get through their days and praybtheir nights are less lonely evrn when they are not alone
Sometimes

[email protected]
 48° 
yasmin
Because sometimes,
paper is the only one
who listens.
 47° 
Sarad Maharjan
Wake up in the morning,
Rise and Shine!
Stay up in the front
that place is only mine.

Greet her with a smile
like the first day I met her.
Yeah its worth for a while.
I live for her. I will die for her!
Atleast that's what I thought.

As they say,
Too much sweet turns bitter.
The same thing happened to me,
could have been much quicker.

Now i wake up everyday
pretending to thrive.
The more I try to forget
The more I loose myself.

Leaving you was all I could do.
And you never gave a reason to stay.
Whether it was right or wrong
its eating me everyday.
I'm living the same day, everyday!
inspired by NIN's song with a twist mine...
 46° 
putiira
Meet me,
Dancing in the pouring rain
with nothing left to lose.
 43° 
Quinn Adaire
I am not one
I am made by my experiences
I am not me
I am what happens to me.

Yet
I am the only one
That is
What I am.
 43° 
Gray Dawson
Dribbling down the sides of my head
It drops clear
And drips red

Drop
Scream
Drip
Cry

Rippling waves of rejections
Then self corrections

Don’t try to make sense of the process
It’s nonsensical filled with paradoxical decisions

Just let me bleed H20
 42° 
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!!

Who said explanation marks were merely laughing at your own joke?!
 41° 
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.
 41° 
MRar
Tan suave mi alma,
se derrite bajo tu manga,
Sin escapatoria de mente en blanco,
y corazón helado,
Pensar si tan solo eres una ilusión,
O más real que mi propio corazón.
 40° 
eli
today,
I wore it again
and people complimented me
they say red is my color
and it suits me.

today,
it's too thick and dark
did I overapply
no, it's the right amount
just enough
to make them think
I'm fine.

today,
I look at myself
in the mirror,
and they're right
red shines on me,
so I applied
another layer,
and another
until my lips felt too thick,
but my eyes still see
the scars beneath it.
 39° 
Alex Teng
We fell in love by chance,
We stay in love by choice.
 39° 
galaxyofentities
Their lips touched in the autumn air,
under the tree he had always loved.
his hair tickled his chin,
they both giggled,
what a sin.
if this is sin, so be it
love, burst, explosions that I will die for.
their hands tangled with such scandal
the roman air smelled nice
they saw their graves
but nothing came with more worth
than the ritual of love.
 38° 
Jaymi Devin
Even the dark parts
become art.
I'd be half as human without these scars.
Every time my throat tries to crawl itself out
and my eyes well up with tears,
I'm reminded of all the blood spilled it took to get here.
If it hurts, it heals.
All of these wounds, they make it more real.
The wrenching pursuit of mending.
and the fortunate gift to feel.
 36° 
em
and yet the dust will come once more

gilded shadows on the paths, an unknown resonance
a boiling rash on its bulbous flesh, memories of memories
deafened again by the throes of yore
the unknown its sole prospect
another step, despite it all
these wings shall yet come out

and finally, the winds
 36° 
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.
 35° 
Chelsea Rae
I refuse to even indulge in empty promises.
No more will I accept husks of words
That float on air because they hold no weight to them.

I need rock hard, solid, ground breaking actions because words
Were dangled in front of me for so long.

A carrot on a stick,
Leading me further into the dark.
Guiding me into cages of expectations.

No more.
No more.
 35° 
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.
 34° 
eF
They’ll paint pictures of you without knowing your true colors.
I’ve dealt with this my whole life but it’s never effected me like it has now.
No matter what, I feel like I will always be misunderstood/misjudged/mislabeled.
Sorry this isn’t even poetry.
 34° 
Níla
It makes you cry and leaves you sad
But you like the salt and you love the mad
Be Love Guide
To keep my love your sweet imprint
I have to live from moment to moment
Let my feelings and passion to vent
Allow me to take your image on rent

My sincerity never allowed me to be rude
Your beauty and innocence are so crude
Beauty is what by love always presumed
Love is really a wonderful state of mood

My beloved we have to be side by side
In this beautifully marvelous love ride
I am bridegroom and you are my bride
Let my beloved, love be our best guide

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
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