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 390° 
acm
| Y | O | U |
should be
l o o k i n g
for me.
 224° 
Lemonade
she is a happy ending,
not everyone can wait for.
 181° 
Lyn-Purcell
My                                              
heart is                                                  
A LANTERN                                              
Inside, lives a                                              
fae                                                  
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♡                                                      

                  With
                   bright wings
                     G L I T T E R I N G
                     with love, life and
                     hope
                    ♡
                 f
           o
           r
                 ♡
                         p
                             e
                             a
                       c
                 e
                     ♡

As                    
I grow,                
S H E  R E M A I N S              
youthful, timid,              
safe                
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                                        She
                   ­                     spent days
                                          JUST  CRYING
     ­                                     feeling so lost
                                          Hurt
             ­                             ♡
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                                               '
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                                                      ♡
       ­                                             s
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                             o
                                    r
                                          r
                    ­                              y
                                 ­                   ♡

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

                        But
                       with time
                          SHE MANAGED
                        to pick herself
                       up
                      ♡
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                           d
                                  ♡
                           ­               h
                                        e
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                 ♡

With                        
the help                        
O F  O T H E R                        
fellow Kings and                        
Queens                      
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                   You                                                              ­    
all have                                              
A D D E D   TO                                            
my heart's inner                                              
flame        ­                                        
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♡                     ­           

       Winds                                                            ­              
blow, wings                                                            ­      
NOW FLUTTER                                                          ­        
I'm ready to                                                               ­   
fly                                                              ­  
♡                                                                ­
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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 ***
 142° 
mia
hey i want you to know
i like you
but things would never happen
because you came after the big heartbreak
the one that mad me so sad that i can't even look at his friends
or even talk about him
because that is how much he hurt me
 123° 
Rafael Melendez
Reminiscing of a time in the future, when I'm someone deserving of what I have, and all the work it would take.
I keep thinking though, I could die a fiery death before that day ever comes, and what would be the point of that journey to completion.
I would never have been able to be happy with you.

To be happy with her.

To even be happy at all.

Is there a heaven where I can bask in it all, all of the beautiful things I could ever have? Is there a heaven where I deserve any of these wonderful beings?

No, there isn't.
And the point of this poem is only to reminisce on nonexistence and nothingness.
https://open.spotify.com/track/4rl0Zp21AhOflFl6ttv6Ou?si=VLgYyTbNRNmN1IXqWSvbyA
 108° 
Sparrow
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
 96° 
anntomato
You
I'm much too frightened
To speak the truth
But I can't deny that
I love being with you

So I guess you'll never know
Why can't, when I grow
Up, become the kind of person
That I want to be

But honestly
The only me I want to be
Is the me that has you
 92° 
Anne
when a heart broken
lover
pours out all
her feelings and
translates them onto
words. something
beautiful gets created.
appreciated by many but
never the one
she's always written her
heart out for.
 86° 
Anna
Starlight in her hair,
Sunshine upon her fingertips,
And syrup on her lips.
Perfection is cold, and yet she is warmer than every hearth on earth.
Sapphire eyes, electric soul.
She's neither sun, or moon, or stars.
She is all the sky above.
 67° 
Reem Sabaa
They say young love is the best love


I say that’s bulls**t.

-RS
Young love, HAHA yea right as if.
 67° 
E B K
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.
 66° 
Aylin Chavez
Beaming within the royal
You hypnotized me
To take me to the rooftop
Where we bore within our fate

The midnight heavens was dense
And you grasped my palm
To perceive my covet  
But no stars lived to radiate  

Bitter wind swirled around, opposing one
You yanked me tighter in
For the world all over me to be paused  
I only wish sorrows were given

With a snap of realism
You let me plummet
To observe how far I’ll tumble
And your royal eyes perished
we are a candle in the dark
too dull to light up our path
but warm enough to set a
fire in our hearts
 54° 
Sienna
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.
 53° 
Grey
It's not my fault
that you've stolen my heart.
 50° 
julie
trees are changing their robes;
on misty mornings
I am sitting on my porch.
a book  
I've found in a vintage bookstore
at the corner of my street
is lying in my lap

drinking a tea
wrapped into my favorite blanket
and watching my neighbors
carving their pumpkins

smelling the scent
of firewood
while also listening to
Frank Sinatra

autumn, oh autumn
where have you been?
 48° 
nuggz
you get one day to cry
but tomorrow
it’s time to fix your crown
 48° 
Syll
The devil likes to tempt,
No one is exempt,
From his silver tongue.
 46° 
Bethany
You
You fell
Out of love
With me

There
Was no one else
Just us

I wasn’t
Enough
Or too much

We cried
At your choice
We were done

You still text
Years later
Regret?
 44° 
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.)
 43° 
Pyrrha
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’ll stop liking her
there’s just something about the way she talks, her eyes, her clothes, her laugh, something about her that makes my heart warm. i’ve been backing off of her because you liked her. i can like her too.  you deserve her more than me anyway. hey, maybe tell her soon? i’ll cheer you on even if it hurts me


sh , ld
 38° 
Chris Saitta
Rome has set on the sun,
Spreads the rays of its streets
And the warmth of its torches.
Caesar commands nightfall come,
To make florid incense and wine
And talk as one full of the moon.
 38° 
JP
It
stands in front
to lover
stands next
to wife...
 37° 
Blackedpoison
she kept her death
within her breath,
she joined the destruction
with its half seduction.
until she fell in love with
its obstruction.


by:blackedpoison
 37° 
Anna Bell
“i love you”
those words
                      d
                         r
                           i
                             p
                               p
                                 e
                                   d
                                      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.
 34° 
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.
 34° 
Carlo C Gomez
Can't be sodium-free, baby
Not when life is in hyperdrive
And microwave is king
 31° 
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.
 30° 
Star BG

FEAR is a species of poisonous snake
One bite and you lose connection to trust.

Antidote:  Deep breath to connect to heart.

**
DOUBT it is like a venomous snake.
its poison spreads quickly.


Antidote: Affirmations of self love everyday.

*
EGO is a snake that lies deep within
One bite and you spiral into endless chatter.

Antidote:  connecting to move inside heart.

*
HATE is a deadly snake that bites with fake news rhetoric
One bite and one is left with separation of fellow man

Antidote: spread the love in deeds and voice.

***

JUDGEMENT is a snake virulent with venom that burns.
One bite and it travels deep attacking good thoughts.

Antidote  Reprograming of mind to connect to God within.


inspired by Aprillia Many thanks
And with your read you get one free Haiku. To be read at your convenience

Venomous snake is
fear, doubt, Ego, Hate, judgments,
Antidote...the heart
 30° 
Anonymistress
And just like that,
     you came back.

As much as I wanted this,
  what if you leave again?
 29° 
Blackedpoison
My lord
Show me the real love
And if you don’t mind
Send it to me
with an angelic dove.
 28° 
Oli
the type of love that gives you lungs in place of a heart that
gives you aches and pains in places you've never thought before
the type of love that we're all tired of talking about
some more than others
the floor is a maze, it's a tricky walk to the door but i
love you
enough to dig these nails right into
my skin, and tear open everything enough to dive six feet into the watery grave of an old wanderer, who's seen more than one could ever want to confess
i am a mess but i
i love you
 27° 
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.
 26° 
Blackedpoison
he wrote that:

when she write her poems
she published the fire within my bones

she killed me, with her thrones
when she was fighting the life, with her tones

I lived there, between the groans
when she knew, how to bloom the stones

when she write her poems
I have to try to withheld my moans
 26° 
Hg
wri
ting is
threading
your           life
thro             ugh
a ne           edle
and         if
you sew
secrets
you'll
get
po
ke
d
a
l
i
t
t
l
e
.
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 25° 
Blackedpoison
she tasted the dryness of her   blood by mistake.
and she realized that her veins were fake.

she walked towards the red lake.
to commit suicide!
while  she found that the water was flake.

the death was  rusty,
like a rotten big cake
that will never digest
Within the body of snake

That settled in her nightmare
And keeps her terror awake.
 24° 
rebecca
girl friend
girl                   friend
girl                                                 friend
girl                                                      ­                         friend
girl                                                      ­                                                       friend
girl
 24° 
Chris Saitta
Keep your trees, keep them for your heaven of ashen dusk
And night like the pale-faced deathmask of emperors,
No reason that the commoner to oblivion is hushed,
These old-wise woods and leaves, peopled without us.

Keep Macedonian dust lightly conquered over the breeze,
So that it shoots its tail like the centuries-sole comet,
The scorched earth left by Alexander’s mapmaker eyes,
Swung wide like his Sarissophoroi over Persian might.

Remember the lesser grove of his teacher Aristotle’s tribe,
They have only slipped their sandals off, to bare themselves
Of sound and the concourse of the foot’s impulse,
Caught the lithesome wind, to flow outside our hearing,
And muse as empire of air and loss and forgotten walks.

Keep your trees and the darkening sky through them
That remind me of the passing into the past.
Never is the poem from tongue of ***** or plow.
Sarissophoroi were Macedonian light cavalry under Alexander, so named for the pikes they carried (sarissa).

Aristotle taught Alexander until his mid-teens.
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