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Everyone knows if you lay beneath the vaulting of a great oak tree and look up
perspective changes
time leaves
and in the cloud-embroidered arc
of expansive sky
everything appears infinite—
there are energies above
cradled in the crook of a branch
caught between gold-trimmed foliage
or shaking off a leaf
they sprinkle light on the face
pinches of hope  
sponge shadow across eyelid
flutters of dormant desire
—a net of possibility
the chirp the rustle the quiet resolution
of tree
this is dream work
and I offer my animal self to it
Naive girl
My heart flutters, my brain freezes, my eyes zoom in

You throw back that beer and I’m more attracted than I’ve ever been

A manly man, a tough guy, if you ever touched me with those rough hands I’d die

Your eyes sparkle during conversation, you pick up on my flirtation

Yet you make no moves, you leave me wondering, from this crush, there’s no recovering
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.
Your voice is music to my ear
but agony to my desire
all I'm trying to do is get away
and be lonely

is that so hard to ask of you?

why do you keep coming back to haunt me?
why can't I talk with myself?

it hurts to be around you
you don't understand
that I'm trying to stand alone

it's easier that way
Samantha Davenport
when his arms are wrapped around me
it seems like for once
everything will be okay.
David P Carroll
You kissed my lips
So soft and warm
I felt true love touching My heart, Beating
Feeling your love
Deep Inside,
She takes my hands
I'm smiling,
I've fallen in love...
Your the twinkle in my eye,
And your forever the beat

To my heart......
My Love
Salmabanu Hatim
The world is full of advisors with a list of what to do and not do,
LISTEN only to what your body, heart and mind tells you to do first.
Bandhana rai
I have swam, sunk and risen afloat
In the ocean of life, where the days are dark
And the storm is sudden.

Easy does it, pour the water out the boat.
And harden your heart.

They can cut your wings.
But, you shall still fly.
she is a happy ending,
not everyone can wait for.
Yeti Youngblood
You have a
Head like a castle
And that's okay.
After all, it is in our
Childish daydreaming
Moon raking, imagination
Aching for existence
In a riot to our
Bleating hearts that
The last hidden veins of magic thrum to life
In this all too human world.
Check me out on IG: @yetiyoungblood :)
You cannot battle them, your demons
Because they will only win

You cannot stop them from hiding
Deep, deep within

You can only come to face them
Look them in the eye

It is time to embrace them
For they will never die
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.
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?
Amber K
Sew my mouth shut,
so the words don't come out.
The last thing I want,
is for you to be stressed out.

I will keep my pain inside,
just so you can breathe.
Even if all it does,
is suffocate me.
I wrote this in 2016. I've since learned to be better about opening up to at least one person, but it can really be hard when you're use to locking yourself up in your own mind so you don't hurt or upset anyone else.
Keara Marie
The sun doesn't apologize for shining.
The rain doesn't apologize for falling.
The birds don't apologize for singing.
The trees don't apologize for growing.

You don't need to apologize for being.
It's not my fault
that you've stolen my heart.
Diksha Prashar
Let's create our own symphony,
mixing little love and fantasy.
Yet, you denying chemistry.
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.
When someone says their love will never die, it means that their love is not real, for everything that is real dies.
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.
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.)
you get one day to cry
but tomorrow
it’s time to fix your crown
I hear the rain is coming

I’m saving my dance

waiting for the first drop

I extend my hand

Shall we?
Can’t seem  to die lol
Let’s try this
uprising swell of
sea foam bubbling over
once again is calm
just a little odd number i came with in my odd spare amounts of time
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
Ryan O'Leary
In the margin of error
my hurried thoughts
are artistic additions
to a script tease of an
own creativity which
act as prompt boards
when I decide to type
the hieroglyphic haste
into a legible format
for you all to appreciate.


and now every time
i hear the banging in my head
from the night i desperately
kicked the hotel window
begging it to open,
to let me fall out,
to put a hard-earned
period at the end of amanda,

i’ll look down at my wrist
and see my semicolon;
i’ll keep writing
god i feel like a badass

the ex mormon
the girl with a pastel apartment

i have a tattoo
once upon a time
long ago
there was a you and me

i knew you once
and it was nice
silence was comfy
and we didnt have to try

i knew you once
long ago
you shared your secrets
and i shared mine

i knew you once
long ago
but where did you go...?
argh, i miss you.
heart is                                                  
A LANTERN                                              
Inside, lives a                                              
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                   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
                                           ­                            ♡
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                                                                ­                     n
                                                               ­                   d
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                                   ­                            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                                                              ­  
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b                                                               ­ 
y                                                              ­  
s    ­                                            
d            ­                                              
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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 ***
Renee Danes
What you deserve

Isn't me
To all friends who back stab you...
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.
one of these days i know
that young face of yours
will grow old
but my love for you
will carry on
girl friend
girl                   friend
girl                                                 friend
girl                                                      ­                         friend
girl                                                      ­                                                       friend
noren tirtho
Time doesn't heal.
And the wound knows it.
Layers gather on the ****
but the damage remains,
hiding itself deep inside
the secret scar
time healing wound layers damage hidden secret scar
Mrs Anybody


the telephone

made me
smile like an idiot
part 33
Maria Etre
Why are you still dressed
when I am fully naked in front of you?
The tense feeling of knowing they're hiding something when you have already given them your all.
I just... I just want to sleep...
Anything for some rest
To relieve me of this weight
The guilt, the fear, the loss
Crippling. All of it.
I’ve been brought to my knees
Waiting for someone
To end me
The Calm
I started writing poetry,
Because I liked a girl

I wasn't sure if she liked me back
And insecure of the things I lack

My poem made her blush and smile
So I've been writing poems for a while
True story
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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