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Do you ever think
of a poem
that's amazing

and you're sure you'll remember
to write it down

but you won't
This is kind of my mood right now.
You wake me up to see the sunrise
But all I see is the moonlight through your hair...
Just like the relationship
Carlo C Gomez
Can't be sodium-free, baby
Not when life is in hyperdrive
And microwave is king
Kyle Janisch
I am beginning to suffocate;
Under the weight of my;
Breathing has become difficult;
And I am weak
The sun shines above;
Yet I feel nothing
I know this weight will soon be;
And I can breathe freely once more;
I fear this weight will return;
And I will once more become entrapped;
Under the weight of my emotions
Grace Haak
it will all fall down
but maybe if we're lucky
it'll rain confetti
she is a happy ending,
not everyone can wait for.
"Being brave is growing upwards and following your heart. It's being able to say no to things that no longer fit and do not entertain your highest fulfillment and good. Confidence is built little by little with the actions you take that nurture your soul. "

Its the days when you don’t cry,
But you don’t smile either.

It’s the days when you’re quieter than usual,
And people notice.

It’s the days when you aren’t quite thinking about anything.

But if someone asked you what was wrong,
You wouldn’t know where to start.
Tiger Striped
i sink in the sound
of my thundering blood, rushing
in my ears, flushing
to my cheeks—why?
what simple words from your lips
were given power unparalleled
to command the blood in my veins?
they draw forth a cackle, unbidden
(a laugh?)
and i hardly have time to be mortified
amid a sea of elation.
my eyes and ears act with
wills of their own,
the former entranced by your lips,
the latter hanging on every word that floats
thence, to their patient wonderment.
i try on a knowledgeable smile,
not to betray my flustered state,
as if i am at all in control of myself around you.
i dare not attempt a sentence
(or mere coherence)—
for the present, i am content
to watch your lips and listen to their
simple words.
Empress Asa
My friend said...
Think about your short term..
Don't think too much about long term..
It will happen when it happened..
Enjoy your life and take the way..
See what will happen after that..

I was already knew that on my mind..
But I need someone to told me..

She is right...
Gossip time needed
I held my breath
for a second, The clouds stopped
running as if there was a small hole in  time, Just for me to rest my
mind, Just for Me to stop The pulse,
Just for Me to
feel alive
So I guess this is the end?
No more laying in your bed. No more kissing in the rain.
I can't even say your name.

I knew it would eventually end. But I didn't expect it would take this turn.
I'm in pain and I am hurt.
I completely lost myself.
I don't know what to do.
I'm afraid I won't get through.

This is scary, this is sad.
I know it's not possible, but I want you back.
Yeah, we used to fight a lot.
But I always knew what's wrong.
Now you left me so confused.

Was it me or was it you?
i am still learning the language of the universe,
yet i am fluent in your presence.
slivers of silver run across my spine to yours –
and oddly, we connect.

our pinky fingers intertwine as whispers float above our heads,
telling of lost love and one that is to come.
and as we suspend in the middle of nowhere,
the words come to me in waves,
you catch them with your hands
and let them rest under your curled fingers.

to others we speak gibberish; not to us.
the language of the universe:
celestial and unnerving
a language we speak as one.
Sea's End
When two poets love,
Words start to hang in the air
And lose their meaning.
Another haiku? Wow! I'm only so good with words until I actually need to use them. Just ask my girl. (Spoiler alert: I'm really bad at articulating my thoughts in the heat of the moment. That's why I'm here.)
Raul S
Her eyes are an ocean
in which I would gladly drown
Madilyn Cook
I'm afraid I'm broken
but in the same way that shattered glass
catches the light
you get one day to cry
but tomorrow
it’s time to fix your crown
Anna Bell
“i love you”
those words
                                      from his lips
i believed his deceitful manner
his charisma, it was alluring
I think most people take this as an s.o. but it could be anyone who stopped loving you a friend, a parent to just deceive you to get what they want from you. I also thought of the devil as I wrote this, he deceives you and feeds you with lies to follow him.
I wonder what it feels like
To hold the world in your hands
And let it slip from your grasp

Suppose I'll never know
I stay up late at night
restlessly thinking
about all the things I could’ve been.
I could’ve been so happy,
that my smile alone
would’ve been enough
to keep you here.
I could’ve been a volcanic
rush of anger,
so when you hurt me
I could’ve burned you to ash
while you walked away from me.
I could’ve been so sad,
that my tears would’ve flooded
the hole at our feet and
drowned you down with me.

I watched you take from me
all I could’ve been
and said nothing.
And I reached my hands out
towards your back,
yearning for you to turn around
and see the desperation
plastered on my face,
that I was unable to say out loud.
if death's an exit
it explains the red carpet
on the bathroom floor
credits written without ink
paper slipped under the door
the first
i met
A stained-white pearl
Shines sky-blue light
As dark-red mist
Its beauty hides

Howling winds clears way for my gaze
Seeing I to I
My meditation experience
heart is                                                  
A LANTERN                                              
Inside, lives a                                              
♡         ­                                       
e                   ­                 
t                       ­                       
  ­   n                                
      d                        ­                  
      ♡                                       ­             
s                                                  ­  
e                     ­             

                   bright wings
                     G L I T T E R I N G
                     with love, life and

I grow,                
S H E  R E M A I N S              
youthful, timid,              
d       ­     


                   ­                     spent days
                                          JUST  CRYING
     ­                                     feeling so lost
             ­                             ♡
                                  ­        I
       ­                                             s
                  ­                             o
                     ­          s
                    ­                              y
                                 ­                   ♡

                                           ­                             The
                                ­                                         summer
                                                          ­                OF HER HEART
                                                           ­                  became winter
                                                          ­                bleak
                                           ­                            ♡
                                                               ­                 a
                                                                ­                     n
                                                               ­                   d
                                            ­                            ♡
                                   ­                            c
                                                               ­   l
                                                            ­                d
                                                                ­                   ♡

                       with time
                          SHE MANAGED
                        to pick herself
                  ­ n
                           ­               h
      ­                           r

the help                        
O F  O T H E R                        
fellow Kings and                        
k         ­                         
♡                                      ­    
♡  ­        

                   You                                                              ­    
all have                                              
A D D E D   TO                                            
my heart's inner                                              
flame        ­                                        
n   ­                                                       
♡       ­                               
o  ­                      
e                               ­       
♡                     ­           

       Winds                                                            ­              
blow, wings                                                            ­      
NOW FLUTTER                                                          ­        
I'm ready to                                                               ­   
fly                                                              ­  
♡                                                                ­
b                                                               ­ 
y                                                              ­  
s    ­                                            
d            ­                                              
e                 ­                                                   ♡
I'm back!
So sorry everyone, the last few weeks have been... a strain on me.
I am still doing my media course and all, but mentally and emotionally,
I was slipping down into a dark place. My sleeping patterns have been messed up, my nerves have been completely out of control, my self-doubt, anxiety and depression drained me so much that I found it really hard to write, so I needed time to gather myself. It was so hard for me to pick up a pen. To do anything. My smiles were hollow and I just felt so lost.

I just wanted to apologise, I didn't mean to worry anyone. I'm truly touched by the out-pour of support for me. I got so many messages asking if I was alright. I can't express how much that warmed my heart. I'm so used to people being angry at me for my silence that it usually scares me to come back. By nature, with everything I've experienced, it's made me more and more of an isolationist. To all of those people, truly, thank you so so much for staying and just being kind to me...
Really. Thank you T-T
And thank you to all my followers, old and new.
245 followers... I can't even... T-T
I'm sorry if I sound like a broken record but thank you.
I'm back now, and I'm feeling better.
It's easier to hold my pen so I will resume spilling my ink.

I'll continue the Masked Bard on Thursday, I'm free the whole day.
I have no idea of my schedule the coming week.
Again, I appreciate everyone one of you.
Thank you for keeping me in your thoughts.
Thank you for staying with someone like me.
With much love,
Lyn ***
Chandler M

If only the stars
Could communicate
Maybe then I'd hear
What the universe means
To something
That's a part of it

Yazad Tafti
she snuggles next to me
always inflames my nostrils with that scent of over so whelming freshness
she is the car freshener which makes me admire long country side drives
she keeps saying hello...oh so beautiful and kind
i don't want to share
i'm a selfish *****
but she is not mine for the taking
she is a gift and i was lucky enough to unlace the first scarlet ribbon
happy ish pretty gurl mon
Dennis Hernandez
And to think the word that left us

Was ever our own, ever ours, it becomes.

Words grip the iron teeth

What mawkish

We caress,

Projecting enmity

On false enemies.

The movement of the mouth

Makes no ideas

But the air speaks

To shut us up.

My breath

Smudged in writing

Lies dying

On a paper

And of this Dwindling

Fluid in escape,

Evaporating into the

Wind of our breath,

The breath of our word,

A word is not yet spoken,

For it forever dwindles.
once upon a time
long ago
there was a you and me

i knew you once
and it was nice
silence was comfy
and we didnt have to try

i knew you once
long ago
you shared your secrets
and i shared mine

i knew you once
long ago
but where did you go...?
argh, i miss you.
Mara W Kayh
(for loved ones lost over Tehran)

The sound of shovel against snow
in a distant Canadian town

Same here as there.

Knee deep in the harsh clarity of
stark white,
thoughts turn to lost life
over Tehran.

Same here as there.

Above us Moon, veiled in winter's cloak, muted and blind to our divisions,
wears a mournful glow

Same here as there.

Screaming in my ear the sound of a mother’s panicked cries clutching her child
in those terrifying last moments
over Tehran

Same here as there.

The howl of a father’s anguish oceans away,
beloved wife and son lost over Tehran,
Rings helpless

Same here as there.

Another father in despair,
with shaking voice
confesses his pain is as big as the sky his son loved to fly

Same here as there.

the sound of recklessness and twisted minds in high places targeting nations, peoples and someone's hero

Same here as there

the sound of innocent blood on ***** hands

Same here as there

the muzzling, the blame game, the smoke and mirrors

Same here as there

the agony of he who pulled the trigger

Same here as there

the tragic moment the mistake was made
Same here as there

Despair in light of truth

Same here as there

the wailing sounds of a nation grieving


Dedicated to those aboard the tragic flight of Ukranian Airlines 752 -  and to their loved ones
January 2020.
The unforgettable tragedy that has left hearts bleeding and lives forever damaged.. all because of a reckless move by reckless so called leadership. Thank you Michael McCain all who dared to speak up
The day  has now gone here is the night
It's twelve o'clock all lights gone out
Not a single soul no one insight
We look out the window no one about.

Eyes are weary we are fighting sleep
Time to clime up that wooden hill
Waiting for us is the bed and sheets
Tired and drowsy sleep we will.

The evenings are colder
The frost here again
But we are much older
And our health's not the same

So as we head to that slumber land
And we dream our cares away
We pull up the blankets with our hands
And say goodnight to the day.
These cold nights a nice warm bed is welcoming.
how do you name
this kind of strength?

the thing she loves most
shatters her, irreparably

shards sink to the depths
drowning she dies there

then recreates herself,
returning to care for it
girl friend
girl                   friend
girl                                                 friend
girl                                                      ­                         friend
girl                                                      ­                                                       friend
noren tirtho
Time doesn't heal.
And the wound knows it.
Layers gather on the ****
but the damage remains,
hiding itself deep inside
the secret scar
time healing wound layers damage hidden secret scar
Renee Danes
If you are my light,

Then why do I want to stay in the darkness?
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.
Mrs Anybody
you're narrower & taller
you're smile's not smaller
part 32
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.
Lauren Leal
Actions speak louder than words,
You wonder why I'm speechless.
Nellie 55
Loss of confidence in myself
Lost in a bad thought
Lost is lack of comfort
Lost communication
Lost myself
Lost but I need mercy
Lost in many ways no one will ever truly understand
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