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the more sleepless days
I spend awake
eyes closed

I realize the night is short
the morning will rise and haunt me
crazy me
crazy you
crazy one
crazy two
crazy three
"No more crazy for you~"
whoopsie. guess im gone
David P Carroll
Your lips kissable I adore,

I love kissing them,

Your bright smile,

Your the women I truly love,

You make my heart sing
And dance,

Your truly beautiful and pretty,

Sweet so true,That's why I love you.....

You inspire me every day..
You do.... You truly impress me I'm in love,

And that's why I'll be forever in Love With You......
True Love
It takes infinitely longer
walking back
still history records our steps
discovers our roots
and knows our archetypes
her philosophical mind
utterly wishes the world
would offer chances
for her to be rather than just show’s crew
and the long gap between rises and sets
she wants to paint the road vibrant
only if they could translate
the colors of her brain.
was carrying
all the combined DNA
of the animal
Even knowing
he kills animal for fun
he is feeling
they are distance relative
If he is gradually
born out of other animal
in order to reach human rather
than from woman
He would have allowed
other animal to survive..
Osiria Melody
I am more than what others         say
I am more than what others               think
I am more than what others        do
I am more than what others                 feel
I am more than what others      perceive

I am what I           say
I am what I           think
I am what I           do
I am what I           feel
I am what I           perceive

If I do not fit into society's construct,
Then so be it–conventional mules
Being happy for myself is most important
After all, I am my own advocate for the choices
That I make, and that no one can take that away

          ­                                  Self
                          ­                                     I

1000 years have gone and went

What was Music to my ears
Is now

aids to my eyes.
What I really want
What I really really want
Is to die
Nolan Morris
For what it's worth
      it could be otherwise

A gray day colored green
      beneath a cold blue sky
u admired me
from a distance.
and when
were 2 feet away from
only then i had
noticed you
fell in love
with me
i miss my old school a lil but i dont have any regrets moving to a new one. Ive been more confident of being who i am now than i was back then
Nights may seem long,
but day must come eventually.
Kyla Mae
Let the


Makes you

3rd :)
I pray that I stay open
And I don’t believe in God
But anything to keep from closing
just for a moment
i step inside
i kiss one guy
i turn around
close the door
and kiss one more
you are a safe place for me
your arms are a cavern for me to hide in
your hands are ivy wrapped around me
i sleep in your ribs
for a crush
I cough words
onto a page,
and hold it up to the world.
They call it art, they call it poetry.
Mike Hauser
i think we took the wrong turn

which in turn turned us around

i'f we'd stayed the right course

we never would have found

the difficulty in living

adds measure to the strength

and if it weren't for mending

we'd never have that need
Seasons do not compete with one another;
neither does the night’s magical brilliance of the moon rival with the gorgeous majestic sunrise.
The persistent, melodious rains do not clash with the rainbow’s splendor.
Nor the dreamy perfumed clouds race with the joyful, pleasant winds.
Beautiful things happen in the right perfect time.
-Revisiting Desiderata

"To everything there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven." - Ecclesiastes 3:1
Tobe Rune
Google maps says
it will take me
21 days to
walk to you.
Just enough time
to break the habit
of thinking
that I need to.
Did you hear of the girl
That ran away with her Lover?

Did you hear of the spark they caused
When it was all over?

Did you wish it was you?
Behind the curtains,
You watched as they lived out their perfect life..

I wished it was me
Hearts racing fast
Into the deep of the woods
Alone we are at last

Nothing can stop us
No mountain can block us
The rivers will steer us

I wish it was me
Me and my lover...
One minute i'll throw all care into the wind and the next i'm trying to get it back.
  poet's words
are their



    the world
Tom Dodd
How are colors of Autumn
possibly described by words?
It is like God speaking to us
through a prism of light
unique to the day
A painting that like sand on a beach
is erased by an evening tide
but never in the imagination of our memories
You played me like a poker game
Your love was a bad hand of cards
“Bet it all”
Said the dealer
“Be my queen of hearts”
I handed myself over
Hoping I’d be enough
I wish I could’ve seen it
I wish I called your bluff
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!
Explanation 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
No matter who you are
You have my deepest respect
I love you all!!

Welcome aboard newbies!!!

Who said explanation marks were merely laughing at your own joke?!

Actually my grand daughter gave me this poem!
mal frost
soul food,
rocket fuel,
we think-
and bookmark
for tomorrow.
too fast,
burning brakes and
acrid rubber smoke
Chloe Haas
My periods turn to semicolons
My suicide notes to poetry
My goodbyes become hellos
The blades turn to sunflowers
And the bullets, a rose
My heart still is broken
But the pieces have been found
Death isn’t for me anymore
What is, in the here and now
I still don’t feel enough
But I am alive
And that’s enough to say
Today is not the day I die.
Jo Pietersen
the wrong one
will find you in peace
and end up leaving you in pieces

only the right one
can find you in pieces
and guide you to peace
Sitting on the ledge,
Admiring the view.
From the thirteenth floor,
Where everything seems so miniscule.

Breathe in and out,
Take in the sights.
The wind blowing,
I might just take flight. . .
Because the earth’s round
Doesn’t mean it’s  having a ball.

Because waves crash
Doesn’t mean that they aren’t in control.

Because the sea is deep
Doesn’t mean that it’s thoughtful

Because land meets the sea
Doesn’t mean that they agree

Because you float my boat
Doesn’t make me the captain.
Five little ten worders to ponder.
Chris Balase
I don't care anymore
Since this is the only language
My heart can truly speak
Since it seems like caring for you
Or caring for us
Only chockes your precious freedom.

You want me to change
Yet when I plea for you to do the same
You make me feel worse.

So I don't care if we crash
I don't care if you cheat
I don't care if you hurt

I will simply don't care.
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.
I am nothing to begin with
I am the end of everything

I am the creator
I will be the destroyer

I am the escape
I am the Maze
I am the question
I am the answer

Try to control me
I am the controller
Try to destroy me
I am in the destroyer

Everything is born from me
Everything will fall into me
I am the one beyond time
I am the one that is trapped inside
Accept me for who I am
I am the CHAOS
Just trying something new
Fake smile
Dried eyes
Scratched wrists
Bruised thighs
White pills
Rope tied
Gun loaded
Maciej Miernik
Nothing much to say,
time flows at its fastest pace,
when I love you hard.
your lips drip
full of sweet nectar
to lure me into
your wasteful,
love, aura.

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Pooja Jajoo
Life - An unpredictable Journey.

Whit Howland
your face
in abstract shades

solid features like
eyes ears and nose

fell prey
to brush and blender

transformed now
into degrees of moon glow

Whit Howland © 2019
Abstract Word  Painting. De-personification of the moon.
Ashly Kocher
The moment when
Everything is
But yet it’s
Into place
Ray Dunn
your heart
breaks different
when it beats
idk something that just popped into my head
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.

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