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 161° 
Wise Makafui Afun
Awaiting us in the heavenly places is a joy like a river which knows no bounds

O what a peace it shall be to our souls cos tasting this we shall weep no more
 150° 
Özcan Sh
I wish
her scars were on my heart
and not on her arms.
 91° 
Yousra Amatullah
They fell asleep to the sound of rattling chains
And dream to sell its lullaby
I think it's time to wake up..
 81° 
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)
🎯 Watch the short film Brideless Groom, starring the Three Stooges, and imagine if the male parts were played by females, and the female parts were played by males. Imagine the outrage if men crashed a wedding ceremony to beat up the women.
 76° 
sancus
you take all of the
stars in the night sky with you
whenever you leave.
 74° 
Eugenio Montale
Avrei voluto sentirmi scabro ed essenziale
siccome i ciottoli che tu volvi,
mangiati dalla salsedine;
scheggia fuori dal tempo, testimone
di una volontà fredda che non passa.
Altro fui: uomo intento che riguarda
in sé, in altrui, il bollore
della vita fugace uomo che tarda
all'atto, che nessuno, poi, distrugge.
Volli cercare il male
che tarla il mondo, la piccola stortura
d'una leva che arresta
l'ordegno universale; e tutti vidi
gli eventi del minuto
come pronti a disgiungersi in un crollo.
Seguìto il solco di un sentiero m'ebbi
l'opposto in cuore, col suo invito; e forse
m'occorreva il coltello che recide,
la mente che decide e si determina.
Altri libri occorrevano
a me, non la tua pagina rombante.
Ma nulla so rimpiangere: tu sciogli
ancora i groppi interni col tuo canto.
Il tuo delirio sale agli astri ormai.
I’m a New York girl
Some of my family is from there
It feels like home to me
There are roots there
I like it
The hustle
The bustle
The vibe
I’ve been to other cities
In county and out
But there’s nothing like it
There’s an energy
I’ve not seen it other places
A toughness and resilience
Other cities have their charms
No question
But for me
I’m a New York girl
 49° 
SomeOneElse
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
You jumped to conclusions
And landed in delusions
And there you stay
Sinking in deep
I don’t think you’ve even
Accepted the **** your standing in
You don’t look before
Or after
You leap
ખતરનાક અભિમાન

જોજે, તને પણ, બીજાઓની જેમ, આં ચેપી, સત્તાનો નશો ચઢી ન જાય

ભયલા મારા, આં વાયડો ખતરનાક બહુ છે, જોજે એ તારી તરફ નહીં વાય

એ જ્યાં જ્યાં વાય છે, ત્યાં ત્યાં ત્રાસ વાર્તાવે છે, પછી તો ચોક્કસ છે પતન

માનવને એ બદલી નાખે છે, એવા પરિવર્તનથી પતન ન થાય; રાખજે એ જતન

ખતરનાક છે નશો આં અભિમાનનો, લોકપ્રિય થવાનો રાખતો નાં તું કોઈ ચસ્કો

સત્તા અને પૈસા જયાં જ્યાં હોય છે, ત્યાં માનવીઓ કામ કઢાવવા, મારે છે ખોટો મસ્કો

Armin Dutia Motashaw
 30° 
Nylee
What is me?
not even a speck
in this universe sea.
who am I even?
I can't believe in
the being human,
where there are seven billion
just like me,
while I keep my eyes close
to this reality.
 26° 
SCHEDAR
Untangle the knot
holding captive
the gut

Free emotion
 23° 
Raika Parzella
I wonder what it’s like
To be as one and don’t feel half
To be so close and near
behind a shield of broken fear

Fixed by their presence
Enlightened by their life
Enchanted by their breath
Calmed by their aura

A smile that touches more
Do you wonder too?
Are you a searching soul?
Show me the signs

If it burns down now-
Would I save this feeling
Would I let it burn
Carry it out?

Slow and steady
I look down to the rocks
Between these waves
The floods of fluttering beasts

Is it a burden or a wish?
Does it come true?
Do I want it to?
I am but
one star
in the
universe
that you
deserve.
I am but
a rain's
puddle
when
it is
the ocean
that you
need to
swim in.
Wish
upon me.
Dance
and jump
within me.
I long
to be
enough
for thee.



written by me... ..
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
 19° 
Thomas Alan
when you are laughing
are you crying
when you’re under her thong?
or do you think about yourself dying
over the weight of my song?
and I could tell you
I could fake it
I could never be wrong
but you won’t ever find me broken
over the weight of a song
 19° 
Shane Lee
All poets were poets in the past life!
In love with literature:
poetry, love, war,
the cryptic and fantastical,
the beloved imagination.
But the love was too strong,
an affair so raw,
it bared no secrets,
that it shattered the barrier of finality,
and truly became timeless,
and here you are.
Do you ever think that inside you lives a past poet that just wants to continue loving poetry?
Enjoy (:
 19° 
Caryl Maluping
when you fix someone,
then they leave you broken.
and then they moved on.
with your heart stolen.
 🥀
I'm still stuck in here
 19° 
Grace
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
 18° 
Rama Krsna
the nectar of love
only comes with
the poison of pain,
two for the exorbitant price of one

standing
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
 16° 
lj
us
if it's us, there would be no end
pauses maybe, but we'll still be together til the end
i believe in us
 15° 
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.
 15° 
Lela
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
 15° 
Midnight
the night my life changed
i was wearing
a white dress
with blue and red
flowers

and you were wearing
well, actually
it doesn't
matter

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
 14° 
A
Dear death,

I have met life,
He wants me to fight,
But I'm so weak-
So can we meet?
 14° 
emnabee
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.
 14° 
adriana
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
 13° 
Ryan O'Leary
I ask myself, why do crows

build nests in the same tree

year after year,


I would never even presume

to ask why trees continue

to live in the same forest


Or why, when women meet

with similar dresses they are

always in the same place


Safety always seeks same,

change always courts courage,

wisdom always warrants difference.
 13° 
Kelsey
Seek accomplishment in love

And you will never fail again
 13° 
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
 12° 
Max
She said "I'm falling in love."

I said "I'm falling apart."
What's the difference?
 12° 
haysia
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.
 12° 
Kai
a brand new balloon
treasured by a naive child
he tries his best to keep it safe
but the wind carries it away
the string  drifting from his hands
moving further and further into the sky
and he can do nothing but watch
 11° 
Elliot
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.
 11° 
aslı
Life makes you dream.
Life smashes them.
The constant cycle of the mortal.
That's life.

Yet

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.
 11° 
Alaska Young
Why
Why do you push people away?

"I want them to be happy."
dreamed of devastation,           flew miles        low

over concrete .   skeletons,      bones of the thing.

all is dust, as dust we have become.
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