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 1099° 
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
 310° 
Greenie
(I mean it this time)

We could
fly to the moon or

have kids.
 284° 
Sofia Sonya
Она простила.
Без лишних слов и прочей суеты.
Она простила.

Она больше ничего не боялась.
Она больше никого не судила.
Она взяла и простила.

И поняв что не знает кто, почему, и зачем.
Она распустила комитет нерешительности в самой себе.
И перестав спорить со всеми, кто знал как надо жить.
Она просто взяла и простила.

Она не просила помощи.
Она не пыталась прощать по книжкам
Не обращалась она к Библии

Она просто взяла и простила............
Перевод/Translation of "She Let Go", by Safire Rose to Russian by Sofia Ageyeva
 276° 
Emma
i'll change my style
i'll change my life
i'll change myself
i'll change my vision
i'll run so far away
i'll color hair in darkkest blue
i really wanna run away
you never ever find me
don't seach for me
no more, just leave me
i cannot love you more
i cannot be a doll
inside your arms is cold
you colder then a winter
your words are glare
they melting in the air
you scared me
your power scared me
i am a little girl
don't hound me
don't search for me
don't look
don't ask
don't call
there no more me
i melted like a snow
 250° 
Satvik gupta
The cause of your death will make you different , not your death.
Please share this if possible
 246° 
Chameleon
“I wish I could put you in my pocket.”

And I wish I could fit.
 230° 
Angelica Yeo
Acceptance and life
Beat yourself to it
Not beat yourself for it

Youth
Let go but never
surpass of your morals

Truth, I didn't

Question, why am I still so...

I am down, feeling down
 197° 
Amelia Blaska
tact—underrated—
as timing is so crucial—
so are the right words.

Amelia Blaska
 173° 
BL
Almost.
Almost means it will happen.

Like,
Almost cried
Almost forgot
Almost ready
Almost here
Almost done

Almost.
Almost can also mean it never happened.

Like,
Almost in love
Almost
 166° 
Bailey
Things with wings
So free
Go wherever
Do whatever they please
Just free
But my wings
Were cut
With the knifes
Of my friends
These holes in my back
Act as my reminder
That even friendship
Has a price
 154° 
Shokhi Srivastava
I am
Simple, yet complex
Expected, yet unexpected
Warm, yet cold
Organized, yet mess
Bright, yet dark
I know that I know
What's inside my head,
But I don't.
I don't know how many of you can relate to this but just wanted to let you know that it's not easy for me...
 147° 
Zac Shawhan
Why is it so hard,
     To love just for love?
Must we always expect
     There to be a return?

Is there beauty enough
     To captivate,
Anchor our wayward souls?
     Could it be out there?

Beloved
Beloved
Beloved
I have found You now.
I can finally see!
And it is You—
Always been You!
Beloved
Beloved
Beloved
 145° 
Joy
In that wicked, wretched morning
I remember it so clearly
When I cried out
Look you have to hear me
I tried to pull away
Yes, I tried to save myself
But you cannot save yourself
When you want to be someone else
It was so clear
 127° 
The Masked Sleepyz
The lights in Beijing,
They are trying to imitate the stars,
Their falsehoods only ring true with the right song,
They only loose their deception in fake smiles,
And long standing words,
That have only little meaning left,
The waves in honolu,
Are trying to be the calming breath,
They only loose their depth,
When you cant believe your back at smitty's again,
When you see your last 5 spot,
And you know where it's going,
They can't calm you to sleep anymore,
The mountains in Denver are wanting to be Gods,
But they loose their glory in giant snow storms,
That make you feel like your fingers itch and numb,
Their Godhood is called into question when she won't wake up in bathroom stall,
And when you can't see the stars,
The heated wind in Phoenix,
Wants to be your warm blanket,
It just looses it's luster when you want to open your eyes to who you are,
When you can't breathe because of looks from far away people in far away minds,
And if you just need that cigarette to put the day behind you

The lights in Beijing shine true,
When the right song comes on,
And their glow is the hope that's left,

The waves in ol' Honolu breathe calm,
When you decide to go home,
And see your hopeful tomorrow,
Waves

The Mountains in Denver,
Are paying Godly attention,
When the sun comes a shining,
And remind you exactly where you are at,
The whisper,
It's exactly where you need to be

The hot windy days in Phoenix,
Show their comfort,
Dancing with dust and spinning with leaves,
The love of life always around,
And no matter where you are,
You just might be home.
 109° 
chris
i hope you enjoy my twisted performance
it is all for you
i broke my legs for you
my spine aches for you
i am a machine for you
 105° 
Anton
the night falls,
sadness comes in,
heartaches rush through,
Tears flow down.
 81° 
Lamar Cole
The sun rises.
The wind blows.
Like a tree.
True love grows and grows.

Like a flower.
True love smells fresh.
Like a river.
True love stands time's test.

Two elderly people holding hands.
Walking barefoot on the beach sand.
The young at heart lady is the man's wife.
Love can still be like sunrise in the twilight of a person's life.
 76° 
sepehr
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 67° 
Paraluman
Your face is my favorite picture,
There’s no need to adjust.
You’re better than you think you are,
There’s nothing more I could ask.
You’re my daydream that’s for sure,
A dream I wish won’t last.
 63° 
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!
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
Hay
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!
 62° 
Mark Wanless
compassion one step
at a time
the answer
 61° 
Anmol Mago
They say-
(love is intangible)

And yet
each day
I could see
your tears
calling out to me
That which is lesser understood is often the most important aspect of our lives.
Rumi or Kabir the examples are endless. Love is in a way passage to the ultimate.
 59° 
Greg Jones
This wasn’t supposed to be
Nothing more than a normal day.
The next five years were gone
When you told me you couldn’t stay.
Then there it was, the silence we just couldn’t avoid,
Was here now.
Your speech is slurred, I look away,
It’s all fleeting now.

I notice the leaves.
I wish that they would stay orange and red.
I wish the crickets kept serenading through the night.
I wish the moment stayed for a while longer.
It’ll all be gone by winter.
 57° 
Simpleton
My lover he is shameless
He gifted me a watch
But spends his time with someone else
 57° 
Noura
A black hole
A tiny dot
A piece of dirt
A dark mark
A deep pit
Insignificant
Worthless
Numb...
Bleeding.
outcast
they say
go away
with their eyes
those looks
will always be louder
than their words
do they meet in secret
to plan my demise
or are they perfectly evil
on a whim
social situations
have never been
my strength
but this
this is not on me
is it?
 48° 
Matthew
you see this tree
standing out in the breeze
the only Beautiful thing 

in the shadowy bland gray's 
downplaying
surrounding dull greens 

in my eyes
diamond tears smiling 
a kiss for the wind to hug

each blossom
a memory of bliss
thinking about your lips

the metaphor of white your purity
the love I would never leave behind
you're my flowery tree of poetry
 47° 
Robby
Be patient with me
I’m still a work in progress

Somedays I seem put together
But that paint’s not dry just yet

One day I’ll get this right
I’m sorry
 45° 
Steve
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.
 45° 
Annette
i arrived at my new destination

the neighbours are kind
the couplets are neat
and the stanzas are in full bloom

i unpacked my feathered pen
my words
and a sparkling white sheet

thank you that you understood
why i left you and your
soulful whispers behind

i should have left my heart and my mind

the constant fights!
‘you set him free!?’
‘good… it’s appropriate to be

just friends!’

sigh…
it never ends!

i miss you so much
please stay in touch…

Me.
 44° 
Shanese Thomas
I miss catching feelings
i know these words
never need to leave my lips,
i know you feel
the same void
in the pit of your stomach
tearing you inside out
but i'll still say them
for only you to hear;

i miss you
more than words
could ever express.
 43° 
Chris Saitta
She walked out of the watercolor storm of a fresco
Like a cowl-bound form in a light drizzle of rain,
Her mosaic tiles of ancient lovers’ eyes, ceramic-borne,
Just as her hips held the curves of the urn, kiln-fired,
The coiled heat of Greece still stinging through her flesh.

For her, the treetops had been the summoners of storm,
In kind, she poured down the wet grove of her hair, electral,
Pantheress of humid breath and fanged flair of lightning,
Tamed once in the cloudy cage of Pentelic marble of the Parthenon.

But the world piled dust before her, baiting with its groveled roads,
For her black mullings, much-tasted rain, and heaven’s leaves to fall.
If only the Michelango-to-come had carved the clouds of her
For the light to remain, shining its centuries,
Then maybe the thunder would have been left undone.
 41° 
Chienaegeyo
I was there when he court you
I was there when the day you answered him. And you and him are officially dating
I was there when he kiss you in the forehead
I was there when he broke you up and turn your heart into pieces
I was there when you cry hard and the main reason is him
I was there...

Until this day, I'm still here watching you walking in the red carpet with your parents. You look so beautiful in white. your smile is so precious to me. I'm so nervous for you, I look in to your eyes and I saw the happiness in your precious eyes. You look at him and give your sweetest smile. Until you and him kneel down in front of the priest and exchange your wedding vows and wear the ring.

Since the day we met
Since the day you and him are ON

Since that day, I was there waiting for you to notice me. Yes, you always see me, talking to me, laughing with me but... You never feel my presence

~CHIENAEGEYO/CHIEN
 41° 
izzn
tryna mess up my mind
with cheesy things like
"I think you're the one".
 40° 
anu
Will this change one day?  

Or

That one day will that change !
 40° 
Michelle
Once upon a time
I loved you more than life
the feelings were returned
and you made me your wife
Then you fell away
your eyes being to stray
So I went my way
Now here we are today

I love u more than life
And miss you more than air
Always thinking how it might be
If we were still a pair
Our pepper would feel better
Our son would still be free
We'd prolly have a little doggy
And I would still be me
 40° 
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.
 40° 
The Red Woman
i opened my window
and the wind blew in
turning over a page
telling me
that it was time
to start a new chapter
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