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250°

Kennedy

ididn'twanttocry,but

i care too much.
i can't stop caring.
i can't let go.
Mother will call, and call, and call.
i answer, without fail or hesitation.
the best friend's will take,
make snide comments,
say mean things,
do mean things,
hurt me.
i will be by their side no matter what.
my fatal flaw is that when you tell me
that i'm too emotional,
i will never stop thinking that.
i was once told i had the biggest nose
in the third grade.
i am still hyperaware, and ashamed of it.

letting go is the hardest thing to do when you think you deserve the pain.

#friends #family #mom #besties #nose #selfconcious #hurt #feelings #mean #rude

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203°

Ivy

I have a crush on you
Why wouldn’t I
You’re so my type
So my style
So careless
But so caring
Multicultural
Individual
So am I
My double trouble
What will I do
When you leave me
Will you miss me
At least a little bit?
Or quite a lot?
Did you mean it
When you said
That you cared
About me?

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127°

Nobody

Dark

I love darkness
Because in the dark
You won't see my scar
And I will be spared
From all the questionnaire
And you won't dare
To leave my hand
As you are scared
But what if you find a flare
Will you still bear with me?

will they?

#dark #scared

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123°

Lost Soul

Time

I spent 83 days wondering why
1,992 hours crying
And 7,171,200 seconds dying a little more inside

I can't say I'm sorry for what happened before
I left because
I didn't matter to you anymore

#depressed #heartbreak #breakup #cry #dying #love #why #time

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120°

Tom Dodd

Rhyme Nor Reason

Tightly bound to folly are we
In as many ways
as there are human fears and desires
And sooner or later
all we want in this world
is to be free

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77°

John Prophet

Broken pieces.
Slog.
Life
can be
a slog.
A brutal
slog.
Riddled
with
minefields.
Dog eat
dog.
Left
bloodied
and beaten.
Not for
the faint
of heart.
Gladiators.
Warriors
on the
battlefield.
The
battlefield
called
of life.
Many fail,
give up
the ghost.
Sometimes.
If you’re
lucky,
very lucky.
Near the
end of the
journey,
the clouds
will break.
The sun
will shine,
warm breezes
envelope.
All then
will be
right with
the world.

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72°

Mitch Prax

Different

I worry that maybe
you are not the same person
I perceived you to be.
Maybe you are different,
or maybe you deceived me
like all the ones before.

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67°

Tony Anderson

Tomorrow never comes

If tomorrow never comes for me
If I shall not wake in the morning
Would you know I love you
Would you know I care

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62°

Imran Islam

God, no one else is precious like you
even no one else is generous like you!
You are the one and only forever!

You keep gold under the soil
and save the crop in its veil;
You give honey in the flower.

The moon and stars kiss the night
The morning sun blooms daylight;
God, you roll the waves in the river.

You swing the clouds in the skies
and blow the winds in the trees;
Lord, you float the ship on the water.

God, you rush the heavy rain down
or raise the long drought often;
You make the morning dewy in the winter.

The sweet waterfall in the mountains
The full moon and pretty moonshine,
Everything is yours, Lord, you have no partner!

BE

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58°

Grey

Untitled

Break me again? That’s okay
It’s all good.
It’ll be okay
Break me as much as you want Ill recover

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50°

Marcin Strugalski

The wind strikes from the sea.
There is a cold from our side.
Windows comes to the north.

We want to overcome the distance,
to jump out on sails.
The big blue is opening for us.

We fall down pale with the breeze under our shirts.
Time was working against our will.
Slowly

we are landing
in this big jump out from overworking.
The seagulls are laughing at us with yellow beaks.

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50°

David Lessard

To an unread poet.

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)

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45°

imperfectstranger

Haunting

Words don’t hurt
They haunt

#haunt #hurt #words #talk #rumors #dark

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31°

Nai

Me

I don’t want to
Open my mouth
Because I’m still afraid
The truth might come out
And if it does
If it really breaks free
You’ll see what I am
You’ll see the true me
The one I hide
With jokes and lies
I’m a terrible person
All jokes aside
You don’t seem to know it
You don’t seem to see
Even a glimpse of that person
That I know to be me
I’m such a good actress
I hide it so well
Cover it with a laugh
And you’ll never tell
You see depth in my eyes
You see love and emotion
But what would you see
If I ever did open
I can’t bear to find out
I can’t bear to show
The me you don’t see
The me that I know
If I let it out
If I let it be
I know for a fact
That you would hate me.

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29°

Stephen S

70 years

613 200 Hours
25 550 Days
13 Cars
11 Jobs
9 Dogs
6 Surgeries
5 Children
4 Grandchildren
3 Marriages
2 Siblings
1 Weary soul.
No regrets.

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28°

Warren

Suicide

To finish your own life by hand,
May seem like the right thing to do.
But to free yourself from this land,
Is to imprison those that love you.

#suicide

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28°

shana

YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL

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.

#love #yourself

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28°

Colm

Question-averse

Quit
Using
Excuses
Since
Time
Is
Only
Now

QUESTION, yourself.

See vertical. And hurry up.

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24°

Mykenzie

Unwritten

So many poems
and stories
have gone unwritten
due to fear of not being good enough

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23°

Max

Falling

She said "I'm falling in love."

I said "I'm falling apart."

What's the difference?

#love #falling #apart #him #her #he #she #begin #short

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22°

A Guitarist

Slip Through

Memories linger,
While I grasp at the future,
It slips through my hands.

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21°

Xi

cold weather

i adore cold weather.
But not for the fires,
Or the warmth of another person.
I find something beautiful about it,
And maybe even a bit lonely.
It reminds me of bittersweet loss,
And finding the strength to move on.

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21°

Vaibhavi Joshi

Untitled

How does it feel
To be reckless
By switching off your emotions
To avoid thing

#hellopoetry

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19°

Glenn Currier

The smell of new rain
permeates the air
the first heavy drops raise little puffs of dust
in the dirt.
Covered porches protect her
from the storm outside
and the dread inside
where benign neglect reigned
ennui and death strained
children’s hearts
threatened to pull apart
the joy sleeping in their wondrous souls
that lived beyond the confines
of the dark brooding grip of family
inside the ancestral home.

Inspired by my cousin’s memoir. With gratitude to her for this courageous masterpiece. I hope this will be the first of many poems sprung from this work which has shed revelatory light on my personality and familial past. I will refer to these poems as “Teche Series”

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19°

Michael Southerland

Now

Now

Yes now, be in the now
Don’t get trapped in the tomorrow
Be you, enjoy, and avow
Promise you will stay true and be your best, let go of sorrow
Move forward, be kind and a friend
Those are all that matter in the end
So challenging to move through this life
So many twists, turns it cuts like a knife
The one thing that matters is the path you forged
Did you do well? What is your reward
Rewards are not our ultimate desire
Be content and maintain that fire
Fire that burns to ensure you are present and alive
That is truly going to help you survive
Survive and prosper, love and live
Because at night that is what we sleep with

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18°

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.

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18°

Betthia Mae

split second (reverse poem)

I saw you
Through the screen
On that second
Why did I think
It was meant to be

Now read from bottom to top.

#reverse

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18°

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!
Exclamation 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!

Vanity
All is vanity
The meanings of passion
The aesthetic expression
The lines we draw and stay within
Even love is beyond intent
Vanity transcends
Flowing from our pens
And so we breathe again

#traveler #tim #contemplation #cccommings #incubus #instruction #rules #directions #help

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18°

Eloise Rose

Suffocation

Please,
someone
tell me.
What do I do
If I can’t die
Because I have hope in the future
But I can’t stay alive
Because the present is so much crueler

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17°

misha

drunk on you

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

#hearts #mind #soul #girl #lonely #heartbroken #love #drunk #tears #cry

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17°

Estelline

Untitled

Sometimes when I sit all alone
In the darkness of my mind
I see what all I hide
And I just ask myself why
Why do I cry when I have no one by my side
Is it because I’m just weak inside?

I can sit at parties
And talk with my buddies
Laugh at the stupid things
While we all call ourselves kings
But I’m sometimes relieved when it ends
Oh how I do love my friends
But I’m just not like them
I don’t seem to fit in so well

Maybe it’s the sadness I feel
Making it all seem a bit unreal
My feelings just all blend
Sometimes I wish I were dead

And why must I be tortured so
With cupid's little bow
Some say love is magic
But I’d say it’s quite tragic
And well…
Some would say I’m just being too dramatic

But there it is
A feeling seeming to never leave me
I’ve given up on what to call it
So I call it life
And it cuts me with a knife
Geez can’t you give me a break.

#sad #cry #life #love #tragic

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16°

emnabee

The secret life of poets

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.

#secret #life #poets

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15°

David Adamson

I met a woman
brutal in her mercy.

Her embrace was a clinch
to prevent hard blows.
She pulled me close to push me away.
Seeing my nakedness
she leant me a dream
of chainmail and shield.
Taking love from me she gave a reprieve
to a mind resigned to the slow death of feeling.

Ignoring my words she heard
my faint silent heartbeat and
understood that it was music
too quiet for the world to hear
and turned it up louder
than I could stand.
I wept in my deafness
as she danced.

#love #illusion #cruelty #kindness

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15°

Don Francisco Luis

Reminder

Sunrise
tells me that I’m alive
Sunset reminds me
that I lived

#sunrise #sunset #live #alive

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14°

Anna

Untitled

I think I found my soulmate
A long time ago
But I hurt her
And now we’re lost
Still connected by an invisible thread
Tangled and taunt
We walk away from
Each other
But really I still feel her
And I know
She feels me too

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14°

Yasin

Power Of Poetry

Sometimes
poems
make
me
want
to
write
in
a
crowd
of
only
one
person.

#power #love #desire #poems

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14°

Lola

Silver Night

The moonlight falls onto my skin,
Silver and rippling
And I feel a semblance of peace.
I close my eyes
To let it all in
And let it all go.
My eyes glisten
With the reflection
Or tears perhaps.
I find I don’t care which.
Because peace is precious,
Peace and a certain kind of silence.
Not the lonely kind,
The suffocating kind.
Just the silence of calm.
I allow myself hope for a moment
That everything could be ok,
That I might be ok.

#peaceful #moonlight #silver #peace

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13°

Rupert Pip

gore

Break my bones;
cut my throat.
Pull me open,
learn the ropes.

Breath me in;
taste the fear.
Shank my skin;
stand and cheer.

Kick my head;
let me bleed.
Unbolt my veins;
enjoy the read.

Gouge my eyes;
punch my face.
Wrap me up
in your embrace.

Get to know me like I do you; inside and out.

#love #gore #feelings

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13°

dadens

when the dust settles

between you and me,
i'm still rooting for us.

maybe not in this lifetime,
but in the end.

© d.a.dens

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13°

Zywa

[ Tea and gruntsinging ]

Tea and gruntsinging

of old Tibetans before --

they get in the air.

"Steeds hoger" ("Higher and higher", 1970, Jules Deelder)

Collection "Held True"

#ambition

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