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I know not of the stars
but I know your face
I can gift you the moon
But I know you want that cake
Your round face
Staring at me
Your full lips
Trembling as you kiss my knee  
From the window 
The moon looked on eagerly 
as we joyfully devoured our cake.
I reach out, wrap my arms around you
You accept it, not much of a show
I wish that you will embrace me, too
That you want me, I need to know

A wish ignored, rejected...
Jann Flach
Two lonely people‘s eyes
meet on a crowded street

They dream of each other all day

Then they never see each other again
Who am I?
I don't know
A concoction of
Different races
And language
A Frankenstein of
Word and cultures
Ignored and despise
By pure blooded
This poem is written from my personal perspective. Mixed blood always got treated differently
i love that we only exist at night
Mendegar mereka diantara dua ucapan
Tersebar panjang sebuah harapan
Seperti getaran tanpa celah
Membiarkan hilang dalam naungan

Pada halaman konstelasi
Mereka mengisyaratkan
Gerak gerik sebuah keinginan
Dipenuhi kecemasan
Dan cerita belum terbaca

Mereka membisik
Terdengar samar
Menunjukan cara untuk hidup
Menunjukan aku ada tanpa tujuan
Kepada si pendengar
Si pendengar kisah dua dunia
To someone who is confused looking for solutions to all the stories he/she hears
i once asked for help,
but what did you tell?

i once asked for the light,
but you got blurred from my sight.

i once asked for an ear,
but no one was here.

when the world
got filled with darkness,
how do you escape
from the sadness?
Janry Purplebuilt
Sometimes the questions
are already the answers.
Caien Musharraf
Two miles away was sun
Naked, striped down
In a sea of sweat
The fire from the sky
The demons of past
The girl in the heart
I felt free at last
The seventh paradise
That hell of  ice
Kicked in that hell
Deed of life
The boat of the time
I am gonna make it
Baking a cake
All things for God's sake
I am gonna make it
i feel trapped in me
maybe dying will set me free
but im not ready for the guilt yet
so maybe i'll just get f*cked up
and forget about my regrets
maybe i'll be fine one day
but i don't count on it
i turned this into a song and this is just the chorus :)
I'll call her snow
Cigarette smoke lingers in her mouth as she reaches for a glass of red wine

Sweat beads fall down Her faded sari as She forms countless chapathi

she lounges
She works
experiences and observations
A B Faniki
There once was a girl who was sad
she wear what is black so to hide
when summer is here the dress,
it calls heat which her drench
these cloth in summer will have her mad.
Limerick about summet cloth. 7/20/2019
Buried Words
I don’t lie..
I just withhold secrets I’m not ready to tell.
Times like these
I miss you
a little more

-em vidar
Mike Steele
My my hey hey,
you blew your brain
out and went away.
I felt depressed and alone
in a way.

Hey hey my my
I guess a selfish suicide.
How your daughter must
cry. Hey hey my my

The flame went out but
your not forgotten.
I still play your music often.
The king of Grunge you'll always
be. Keep the place in history.
Cierra Norman
dew worms & mayflies
                              grounding in the garden at midnight
          fresh drizzle
                lost a little
           and no surprise

the trash hasn't been taken out yet

           a kitchen cabinet slams inside

is it that time?

                        lover washing dishes and I'm enjoying the outside

a different dimension
                                          I'm here to listen

and stay damp with dew worms & mayflies.
migayle ocuaman
Under the blossoming tree
Lays her bed of stone,
Crafted by her alone,
Maiden now of bone,
Together for eternity,
Shall never be alone.
She lays with hair tangled,
While petals lie mangled.
She lays in a rest unknown,
With her warrior of stone,
Keeping her calm...
Like the roots of a great vine
In a loving embrace
I shouldn’t miss you this much.
I shouldn’t miss
our car rides,
your music,
the conversation.
I shouldn’t miss your company,
even when rain clouds lingered.
I shouldn’t miss you
for hurting me this way.
You knew it would hurt me
and you did it anyway.
I should be furious,
screaming in rage,

but I miss you.
A friend decided to cut me out of his life so that he wouldn’t hurt me, but that hurts me more than anything else could.
She holds the universe
Bottled up and kept close
But like a broken sink
Leaks into this world
The light from the stars
Coursing through her veins
And running from her fingertips—
An out of control hurricane
Escapes onto the page
Coloring every mess she’s made.
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.
Sophie bird
Gentleness is blood
swelling from a tongue
bitten over and over
in suppression
of the words that break bones
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.
Ray Dunn
let the sound of the music
drown out the check engine light
as your pulse beats to the drums
there's a

waking up

not beside
beside him

wish I was there

it's a different kind of lonely
sleeping all alone
Sam Clemens
Where do they all go
the unspoken words
Do they melt, into nothingness
burning in the backs of our throats
Or delve into the blue deepness of our thoughts
a sunken treasure
I think they hitch rides
with the hopeless
and the heartbroken
Sitting heavy on shoulders

And I'm walking with the weight of the world
and I'm walking with the weight of the world
fault the summer air
that beckons the wafting spirit

fault the lightning bug
that flashes purity in the night

fault the music
that brings emotion to its knees

fault no fault but my own
Think positive and
positive things will happen
Believe in yourself

i was always envious
of the women
with their **** together
their confidence unparalleled
their stable nature

but not anymore...
it wasn’t luck
that got them to the top

i saw their names
etched into the walls of hell
as i walked through,
and now i understand
why they always have painted nails
they’re hiding the charcoal
hades survivors club
Everywhere they touched me and branded me with their hurt,
You take your hands and pour them onto every inch of me
Saying the "Im sorry" they will
Never give me.
The "I love you" with meaning
And the warmth without the burn.
When I first saw you,
I saw perfection.

When I got to know you,
I saw pain.

When I started loving you,
I saw strength.

Now...all that I see
Is what means everything to me.

What I see
Is the strength to go on.

What I see
Is the courage to do anything.

What I see
Is the love to be around anyone.

What I see
Is everything I need.
on your last day
the sun was shining
and big white clouds ran across the sky

someone held you tight
and told you, "i love you"
admired you
and cherished you

on your last day
all of your love poured out

you inspired
and you soared
you lived
and you died

your love remains
ting is
your           life
thro             ugh
a ne           edle
and         if
you sew
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.
Stephen Moore
Moon maddened,
Spoon with me my Luna,
On a blood Moon July,
You and I,
Cry as we die in ecstasy.
Basil Watkins
Wildflower meadow,
Flowers in summer,
All full of colours,
All full of scents.
Go away mammals,
We are for insects.
Shane Roller
Your waspish smile
     Stings me
Like a hypocritical barb from a jaded glance
     A subtle trip, within a slow dance


Your Poison ain’t what it used to be!
Never tell someone you love them
Don't give them the advantage of knowing.

Once they know,
they'll use it against you

they'll use you as a second option
as a fall back plan

because they know,
no matter what they do,
you'll always be there for them.
loving them
I try so hard to be happy,
but what does that mean?
What does it look like?

I'm the monster inside
my head, I tell myself
things that reek of death.

In the middle of it all,
the light is burned out
and it's all my fault.

I gave in to the chaos
in my soul, now I'm lost.
I lost sight of control.
The prettiest flowers
Are often found
Wilting away
Hiding in crowds

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