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We fell like the leaves
I blew away with the wind
a warm heart only believes
summer will never end

i should have known
there would come a day
when winds would blow
and birds would fly away

a bare branch heaves
swinging in the wind
indian summer deceives
the cold is setting in
Glenn Bering
Forecast seems sunny
Where is this ball of light hiding
Signs are clear to be very shady
What’s in it, that it is not brightening?

Weather report says it’s fine
No evidence suggests otherwise
Where is star, during the day, that shines?
It seems like a cloudy day, likewise..

-Glenn Bering
Once you are what you once set out to become? Who will you be?
TOD set
I need water
Yet my bottle is empty
I want a lover
Would you like to be my baby?
Lol this is cringe 😂
Mello River
I would die for the image of you
Imagine what I would do for your flesh & blood
If only our love wasn't unrequited, right folks?
Maria Etre
Dawn cannot dawn sooner
with you

Now I know why I see the moon
linger till the early morn
the burdens of the past
weight heavily on our souls
until one day
they fade away

did we get rid of them?
or did we simply
get used to the weight?
-DeVille's Poems
I wouldn't say I miss her,
But maybe I do,
Where did it all go?
I can't forget, but I don't remember what,
I've been lying on a bed of coals,
My mind is a revolving door,
The floor is shaking,
The room is closing in,
Darkness overwhelmed me,
Evil is real,
It tastes like the last drop of whiskey.
My love is a Wednesday morning
His love is a hug from small hands

But you can't hug a day
And small hands can't cook breakfast
Saw it all,
One last time...
Slowly, pressed "DELETE"
Swore to myself,
This mistake shall not repeat.

But I know, you know
I was bluffing.

It happened again.
I saw it all one more time,
One last time.
But this time, my hands don't tremble
I press not slowly, but swiftly "DELETE"
And I know, for sure,
It won't repeat.
You're a beautiful poem, but I'm not the verse who fits to you .
David Lessard
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)
α  ρυθμός

xαρά χορεύω πλουμιστή

και η ψυχή θυμάται

μετρώ δυό χέρια

και άφημα παιδιού

το δείλι μαγεμένο

από τον χρόνο


ό, τι καρφώθηκε πάνω του

κι οι μνήμες……


με τόση τρυφεράδα

β  ανασκαλεύω


το στόμα,

το χέρι,

το είδα που στάθηκε,

η απόσταση προστατεύει

από μια αποτυχία

γ ψιτ

αγγίζω τους ανθρώπους από μακριά/

κάθε μου άγγιγμα /

είναι μια στιγμή στην αιωνιότητα/

ένα χάδι στο μάγουλο /

και ένα φιλί στον αέρα  που φυσά

αγάπες που δεν εκφράστηκαν/

είναι το μέλλον του κόσμου/

   δ γνωμικό

πριν της αυγής το τέλος /

ένα χέρι ζεστό απλώνεται /

στο δροσερό σου το κορμί/


μια αγκαλιά ορθώνεται/

να προστατεύσει τον πηλό

ε ακολουθία

ΠΕΡΠΑΤΏ σε γνώριμα δρομάκια

γνωριμία θεέ μου ….

Ακαδημίας, Πανεπιστημίου, Σόλωνος,

πόσο καιρό ακόμη θα γυροφέρνω αυτούς τους δρόμους ….

δρόμους με όνομα !

κάποια στιγμή … απρόσκλητη στιγμή

δεν θα είμαι εδώ

να  περπατώ

και θα με ψάχνουν.. οι δρόμοι με όνομα !

θα με θυμούνται

όταν κάποιες φράσεις μου θα έχουν τυπωθεί

καλά στο πέρασμα τους ..

στα κράσπεδα

να είμαι ανάμεσα τους πόσο ακόμη …

χωρίς ερώτηση ρωτώ

αυτό το εφήμερο και η ζωή μονάχη

ζ  κρι

η μαυρόασπρη φωτογραφία  

ξεθωριασμένη στο συρτάρι

δεν υπάρχει πια δωμάτιο

παρά ένα φιλμ απεικονίζει το όλον

στο δρόμο παρατηρώ το πεζοδρόμιο

/// τα πόδια των περαστικών

ο ήχος -κλείνω τα μάτια- ακοή

με ξάφνιασε μια λέξη

ξανάνοιξα τα μάτια να δω την μορφή


τίποτα το υπέροχο δεν συμβαίνει

caught in a conflict
one has my time
one has my attention

he has my heart
the other one has my affection

my heart is tied to both
but the strings are getting tangled

which one do I have a future with?
Sophia L
I love myself more.
I am happy that time flies
Cause then I can think of time as the bird
I watch from my balcony
Stopping by here and there
To say hello
Then taking flight
To remind me he doesn't belong to me
I know we can be friends
When I hear him chirp as I sit inside
As if he's telling me to come sit with him
But he is not a tangible creature
And would take flight once again
If I ever tried to reach for him
East Wind
Collections of my disorderly thoughts
gathered together with knots
of my ample desire
to make sense of my everyday life.
I write poetry, however bad they might be, to help me analyze my feelings.
Hussein Dekmak
In your presence, words, expressions, and languages become meaningless.
Yet, beautiful love songs are composed of nature’s silent lyrics.

Hussein Dekmak
you wanted to kiss me
i just wanted to kiss
i feel guilty, but not enough i guess
i keep kissing
and you keep kissing me
i wish i could want you, but i just want to be with you. i probably shouldn't do this, but i need someone to want me right now. i'm sorry i'm sorry i'm sorry.

we do not write poetry
we write mirrors
which are held up
to curious faces
who read
looking for their
own reflections
"Hey, I worry that                    
music's our only shared thing."    
            "It's fine. That's enough"

       III                                        III
         III                                        III
           III                                        III
             III                                        III
               III                                        III
          IIIIIIIII                                IIIIIIIII
      IIIIIIIIIIIIIII                        IIIIIIIIIIIIIII
         IIIIIIIII                                 IIIIIIIII
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You are my unsent message.
The cursor blinking rhythmically,
With my heartbeat,
For me to hit send.
But I am not ready,
And I’m not sure if I ever will be
So I left it like that.
Unsent. Unseen. Unread.
“I miss you.”
Naveen Malhotra
First came the 'word'
L for love
L for light
L for life
It became the 'world'
I'll drink your poison tonight.
It was not your fault but mine.
Forgive me but you can't because
you don't know how. Maybe in my
mourning I'll nail me to your cross
and die for you one final time.



Good~things then,

under the sun!
Carlo C Gomez
Money may not
grow on trees
But far too many people
are willing to go
out on a limb for it
Never say, Never or Hate
Say unlikely or dislike.
Such powerful words
That usually cannot be taken back.

Never say never or hate
Unless you truly mean them.
They are often overused,
and abused.

Never say Never or Hate
Even using these words,
out of bait.

When your angry,
and/or all fired up,
It can leave that person/or you,
In an emotional/terrible state.

Never just say Never
Or use the word Hate.
It’s a word that is irreplaceable,
And something that can’t be erasable.

Never say Never or Hate

© By HF-Whisper
25/7/2021 4:22-5:17PM
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.
Eyes are the window to the soul,

But what if,

You don't have one of those?
You messaged me today
I listened to what you had to say
My heart didn't hurt
You didn't try to flirt
You apologized to me
And said you'd like to see...
You'd like to see me and catch up
I said okay
I could talk to you today
Is this healing
Because I have no feeling
I have no feelings left for you
going home isn’t always
returning to a place.
it is returning to yourself.
She said "I'm falling in love."

I said "I'm falling apart."
What's the difference?
You once asked me if I could ever describe you in four words, what they would be.
I finally figured it out.
"control c, control v"
i know letters aren't words but ohhhhh weelllll (:
brian odongo
the night
my sight.

the moon
shines bright.

the stars
haunt me
over and over

I am an owl,
A nyctophile.
Growth looks different on everyone.
Don't try to look for the same face twice.
***** display their phantom religiosity.

Dirigibles drift in hapless abandon.

The horseman croaks for a pittance,
while the Christ-person blithely ignores his pathetic beseechment.


The wrath of the path,
press vital visions into subterranean oblivion.
You said your address is 7773
Come out to the country and see me.
I launch myself into your open arms.
You catch me midair, as you always do.
Mine is 3777.
Same side of the mountains as you
Surprised, but I don’t know why.
Our numbers consistently align
We should be used to the subtle reminders
of the inner workings of the universe
By now
It’s been happening to us for years.
So interesting how numbers appear to us if we’re paying attention. I don’t think it’s random
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.
I hear you go
Leaving me all shattered and torn
No place for me to hide
In this black and white dawn
I lay down in bed
Reaching out to the thing that makes me calm
Breaking away from stress
Continuously getting warm
You are forgotten for a while
The urge is at its peak
I shatter once again
But your memory makes me weak
No stress relief
There's a tomorrow
for every night
rest and respite
for every war and fight
and there's someone else too, my love
out there in the blue
but that someone else
just isn't you
Leah Carr
I can't see
I can't think
I can't even
Feeling nothing but the neverending
momentum, of
into the abyss
Everything I've ever known
is getting smaller by the second
Until it

Infuriating voices echo around me
"I know you don't like change"
It's far deeper than that
Change is loss
It's losing a part of yourself
you once took for granted
but not now
Now it's gone
You'd give anything to be back
in the warm and familiar
But you're not.
You're left
through the cold and the dark
Never knowing
when you'll
The ground
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