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As long as I draw breath
Love will be present in me
Boiling my blood
Piercing my eyes
Lighting my skin
And burning my heart
Chicken tenders and chicken wings,
I love all those chicken things.
But if you asked me about my own,
I would say "leave them alone".

A woman is a long desire.
Open her up like a wish, legs
as white as egg shells, thighs
as firm as terra firma, as
soft as a soft landing on the
moon. Her lips kiss you twice.
Her hair is a pillow. Lick her
as a mustang licks a salt lick,
her salty-sweet stream now a
flash flood, a rivulet gone wild,
her tiny mountain an earthquake,
paroxysms of purple and rose.

Copyright 2020 Tod Howard Hawks
A graduate of Andover and Columbia College, Columbia University, Tod Howard Hawks has been a poet and human-rights advocate his entire adult life. He recently finished his novel, A CHILD FOR AMARANTH.
nico papayiannis
In the blink of an eye
The story told a lie
Deceit was an angel
Love had its flaws
To be hurt
Whilst the joy of serenity
Washes hardened skin
To suffer at the hands
Of your saviour
As you grew
It seemed you already knew
But then fate with its twist
Brought the demons
And you failed to resist
Diseased from the day of birth
That day you climbed high
Waving a flag
Now you are silent
Darkened and alone
With nothing to brag
The truth has no lies
From this anarchy
There now is animosity
And i refuse to live a life
That I need to despise
As the day breaks
And my soul awakes
The angel of deceit disperses
And my love again, is raptures and verses
Lonely Heart
As the lily blooms on the second spring
It drifts amidst the celestial mirror
The illusion of stillness unperturbed
Moonlight glistens as form is cast
Joyous is the night today
When the light of tomorrow is cast astray
Day or night, the seasons will change
Who am I to say I am unchanged
My illusion of stillness never remains
For the moonlight pond
Shatters from one ripple
That is the luxury of living
and the mark of death
Leonardo J
that sweet breeze that feels cool against your hot face,
against your hot cheeks, that sweet cool breeze you feel so much more pronounced for it chills the trails,
they trickle, they run, they drip,
they find their way to the little windows of your soul, and they collect,
they swell they shine they overflow
like an uncontrollable salty dam.
And then it breaks
you bleed but not red
they crash down your pores from soaked eyelashes and race for your lips
a moment when the truth has erupted out of you, for to see a truth in someone is perhaps one of the most beautiful things,
and in the darkness in the despair
like the hand of an angel it caresses
as if to tell you it is going to be ok.
you'll feel that sweet cool breeze
on your hot wet face.
a central theme as of late.
Hindi sa wala akong masabi.
Hindi sa wala akong alam.
Hindi sa wala akong pakialam.
Hindi sa 'di kita mahal.
Sa totoo lang,
Hindi lang naman Ikaw ang may mga katanungan,
Ako din, mas madami pa nga ata.
Ngunit 'di ko alam saan 'to hahanapin,
Saan ko 'to matututunan,
Basang basa na ang aking unan,
Ubos na din ang alak at pulutan,
Pero isa lang ang nasisigurado ko,
Dahil alam ko,
Na ang pupuna dito sa kalungkutan,
Sa pagmamahal na kakulangan,
Ay Ikaw,
Alam kong Ikaw,
Na sa'yo ko pa rin makikita
ang tamang kasagutan.
Magsusulat ako hangga't maghilom itong naiwan **** sugat.
Rebekah Donders
Heroism comes in the form of a sweet smile, a helping hand and a kind word.
she is a happy ending,
not everyone can wait for.
More Love
Lord, release my heart
From this cage it’s in

I need to breath
Fresh air

I am full of fire
And resentment

Encased and surrounded by the past
Which has become my present
And my future

Unable to change him,
Loving and tender.

He cares for himself
And I, foremost for him.
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 ***
Lucy, cut the rope for a moment
the ceiling is not too strong
to lift the weight of your angst;
Lucy, open the timeworn window
because the heaven is closed tonight;
take a look outside, Lucy,
the stars are dancing in the sky;
take a look outside, Lucy,
the dusk is waving you goodbye.

The bullet is running away this time,
so put the gun down, Lucy;
the floor is not yet ready
to taste the sad trace of your blood;
walk out of your hell, Lucy,
the rain has stopped burning outside;
don’t try to walk in, Lucy,
because the heaven is closed tonight.

Lucy, close your weary eyes;
the darkness is too blinding
that it makes you want to kiss the fire
when your sharp tears
rip your soft heart out;
don’t be deceived, Lucy,
by the shadows climbing up the walls,
don’t try to come undone, Lucy,
there’s an angel waiting for your call.

Put the knife down, Lucy,
throw the evil pills away;
step out of your room Lucy,
the light is knocking at your gate;
hold on to the rope for a moment
this is just a single nightmare,
step out of the golden stairs,
do not climb up yet this time;
do not walk in yet, Lucy,
the heaven is still closed tonight.
do those words that drip
from your devious mouth
ever leave an aftertaste....
after you spit them in my face?
I wonder....
Yesterdays were days I shattered.
I wake up to a question thats diffcult to answer.
A question we all ask.
Exhausted by my automated response,
I acknowledge I am wonder woman by birth and all restraints will wither.
No reason to deliver anything other.
So to answer your question. Yes, I am okay.
being a *** worker is only fun if you're good at it.

and even then, men are mean.

someone be the jennifer lopez to my constance wu
Do not lie oceans bed
Rise desert water tread
Snakes of skin hidden depth
Lotus found times of dread
George Morales
Everyday I go to work,
I feel a little more dead.
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
when a heart broken
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.
FJ Davis
For me, there's never been
a "bigger picture."
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.
Just put smile on my face
If you won't regret
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.
you get one day to cry
but tomorrow
it’s time to fix your crown
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?
It's not my fault
that you've stolen my heart.
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.)
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 love you,

3 months seems like,
This forever.
{3 = forever}

But with eternity left,
I can't wait.
{Forever + 1}

Aw ****, I'm all love struck... haha, hope everyone's holiday's have been well. Hope you guys are all doing well... Who and where ever you are :)
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.
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.
My nights are getting colder,
Since the time I saw you kissed each other..
she kept her death
within her breath,
she joined the destruction
with its half seduction.
until she fell in love with
its obstruction.

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.
stands in front
to lover
stands next
to wife...
I read Your poetry again
last night and all I could do
was stare at the wide sky
which bridge the distance
between us
Come here and close your eyes
It’s been a long day, isn’t it?
Tell me all your worries
And show me your pain
You have keep it for so long
Take my hands
You don’t have to do it alone

You’ve been walking all your life
Please take a rest at this tree
No worries, I will protect you
For as long as you need
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