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I see you
I see me
Not being chosen
I see you having more fun
I see you walk by casuallly dismissing me
I see your lips with a dark shade of  maroon moving and not a single moment of silence
I see your  brown eyes not even glancing  towards me
I see the red-brown of your hair but they face me
I see your long silver earings dangling and shaking as you laugh
I see the golden bracelets in your hand  slide back as you tie your hair
I see you
I see me
                             All alone
When you are nothing more than a second choice
We are the sun and moon
Created as a pairs
But never really be together
We can only greeting each other at the dusk
Too busy filling the beauty of the horizon
he called me by my middle name
“i love you liz”
that’s what he said
“i’m so lucky to have you liz”
i’m sorry liz
i’m sorry i’ve treated you so horribly
liz, liz, liz, liz, liz
now i hate my middle name
Caela Bay
Seven years is long enough
    to change everything about one's self.

New hair,
   New clothes,
   New friends.

Your favorite movie probably isn't even the same.
But I remember what it was half a decade ago,
               and it's still my favorite.

Your voice is deeper now,
your words arent as sweet.
I have no clue what has happened to you
in the past seven years.

But I won't get over the fact
that your eyes are still kind,
and I imagined marrying you one day.
Carson Mia
The Ocean is my emotion-
it Changes like the tide.
Like shells that drift away-
it's often swept aside.

A Whale, the largest of mammals-
it is the heart of the sea.
A heart that moves in places-
it never wishes to be.

No one can stop this beautiful whale-
though frankly many have tried.
You can possibly hurt and scare the whale-
but cannot break what's inside.
Yurii Kaplun
we're one
my tongue
blindly searching
for the secret softness
of the skin
goes down
closing the distance
reaching the
dark pink of
your brain.
Stephen S
Your hair looks gorgeous.
And the dress? Simply stunning.
The brilliant red of the lipstick
keeps me fixated on your beauty.

The coat is a perfect fit
and the diamonds tie it all together
so wonderfully.

But maybe
just this once
you'd be willing to take off the mask?
A poet is no more than a person
A mother
A daughter
A lover  
Someone needing release
Or someone needing to recover

It’s the art they create when that ball of ink or stick of led dances on the canvas they so perfectly prepared.
And when the end result and their purpose become perfectly paired.
my tears fill my eyes
my tears fall in buckets
my tears taste like a salty-sea ocean spray
my tears run down my checks like a faucet
my tears are shed for you
Masha Yurkevich

A little goes a long way,
whether it be a how are you
or a have a good day.

A thank you
or a you're welcome
a little can go a long way,
it can make a smile or even a day.

Just be kind
To see you burn so brightly,
Hot sparks flickering about,
Dancing off your flame.

The warmth you provide,
The light in life,
You lead and strike away shadows.

When I get close to you,
I ignite like dry timber,
Twin flames

But to you all you see is ash,
Pieces of you being used up
and blown away with the slightest breeze.

The ashes on the ground,
White as snow have been used entirely.
The time spent growing only to be used up in a flash of light.

You cant see the flames you arouse all around you
Standing with you,
Not letting you burn out.

The ashes on the ground feed the soil,
That nourish the seeds you yourself planted and forgot.
That grow into strong bows and thick foliage.

That creek in the wind and shade in the sun,
That grow old and die but such is life
In that death comes fresh life.
To keep the fire burning so brightly.
To keep the Ash gently landing all around.
i laugh at the irony
that love broke my heart.
Blue sky, bright sun
endless as creation
the light of these
as bright as these
return me to the one
when life and love
must re-evolve
greatest faith can come
much more than moon's
reflection of the sun
When life must end
another life begins
complete this circle
and begin again
life after life continuum
time after life conundrum
time after time compilation
and now this long awaited dedication

stern voice state promise eyes nor confirm
eyes fret loss ditty via heart murmur complicity
at heart streams a crime of twice wagered sentient
just as implementation of death inevitably stage era
cover tale

which failed toward undermining all's harbinger
first contact with known approaching symbiosis
Hard times fall
Like the winter snow
Each flake melts morose

Gaze here I
As a snowman
With eyes
Melting away my soul

For It's so hard to get by
And I keep wondering why
I even bother with my carrot nose

Hard times fall
And now I dissolve

Into a puddle
Close your eyes
Count to ten
Take a breath
Find a pen
Write it out
Let it loose
Don't get lost
In these woods
For one day
You might get stuck
Way too far
In the muck
Katja Pullinen
If you judge me, I will judge you.
If you ignorance, me too.
If you lying, I will laying.
If you playing, I will playing.
If you hiding, then me too.
Ray Dunn
you’ll never understand
the pure bliss that is
being loved by you
my boyfriends my best friend and the best man i’ve ever met i love him so much
She takes the stand
With the voice of millions on her back
And speaks the fact that we all know,
far too well to be true -                  
                                           Me too.

She is heard but not believed,
She is heard with faith deceived .

When will it be enough -
Is one in six not enough ?
Is one sister, one friend
still - not enough?

one colleague, one mother, one wife, one lover -
one teacher, one doctor, one preacher, one author -
one husband, one son, one brother.
Which one will it take, to stop
the non-consensual clock
and make us realise that -

Time. Is. Up.
Noni Winters
I stumbled upon you
Like a child
that finds a pretty stone

Bewildered by your presence
I sat and admired
Counting your cracks
Caressing what makes you glitter

You stood infront of me
Bold and beautiful
Like nothing I'd ever seen

And as you gave me your attention
I think I misconstrued your intentions

I wanted to put you in my pocket
But you said no

So there you sit
Perfectly unpolished
A love

I can only visit
I did not fall in love with you
That sounds strange for me to say
Because I loved you long before we met
I think I was born that way
I don't remember falling in love with you. I just remember holding your hand and thinking about how bad it was going to hurt when I had to let it go.
I'm jealous of the rain
It gets close to you
Closer than I ever will
It touches your skin
It combs your hair
It comes when you're sad
It stays when you're happy
I love you but you don't love me
So I say
I'm jealous of the rain
Sorry I haven't written anything as of late. I have been really busy with school. I really hope you enjoy.
Edit: thanks for the comments the original song is Jealous by Labirinth
Janet Aitch
What can I wish you?
Good in abundance, inner peace,
infinite blessings
i feel numb,
                           ­            o        
     ­                                                      g
                                                        ­    d  a  y  s    i n t o  a  w a s t e  
                                                            b­ i n, w r a p p i n g  p l a s t i c  
                                                            b­ a g s   i n  a  b o w, 
                                                            c­ o n c e a l i n g  t h e  u g l y  
                                                            w­ i t h  a n  e m p t y  s e a s h e l l,  
                                                            c h a n g i n g   t h e i r  l e n s e s 
                                                            f o r  d i s t o r t e d  g l a s s e s,
                                                            r o s e - c o l o u r e d  f o r  
                                                            s­ o c i e t y,    f e i n i g n i n g  
                                                            h­ a p p i n e s s  f o r  m i s e r y,
                                                            c l o s i n g  w a s t e  b i n s  f o r
                                                         f a m i l y,  s e a l i n g  t r a s h c h u t s
                                                          f o r  m y  a c t, b o l t i n g  d o o r s
                                                         f o r  m y  s a n i t y, w a s t i n g  
                                                           a  w  a  y  f o r  t h a t  v o i c e,   t
                                                               ­                                             h
                  ­                                                                 ­                  r
                                                                ­                             o
                                                                ­                   w
                                                                ­            i
                                                   ­                 n
                                              ­             g  
                                                   ­        l i f e   a w a y   f o r  s i m p l e
                                                           c o w a r d i c e        
                                                       ­    i  f e e l  n u m b
Mystic Ink Plus
And when I see you

Everything aligns
The mood
The hope
The spirit
The energy
And many more
That can't be explained

That you are

And that is beautiful
Single reason
To believe

What you are
Genre: Romantic
Theme: Your Worth || You Are Enough
Like the dawn
The glorious sunrise
Pinkish hues awash with silent beiges
And the sun
Is a fiery orb
Coloring life into every living thing

I feel the new
With my breath
In and out
And I think of the ocean
The powerful ocean
I can feel it within my heart,
The waves rumbling through my veins

I can see the new
In not so distant visions
Of a future full of growth
I’ve healed so much
And yet there’s more
More of the new
I open my doors
Let it all in
All the gloriously soothing beauty
Of life’s simplest pleasures
Healing me

There’s been a crack made in my lifelong illusions
I’m beginning to feel clarity, and not confusion
Saying yes yes yes
To more beauty.
Marrianna Flores
Shackled, and chained.
I’ve never felt so free.
You’ve awakened this primal instinct in me.

Burned, and bruised.
Tormented, and used.
I'm yours to abuse.

I kneel,
At your feet,
Waiting for command.
Waiting for the slightest gesture granted from your hand.

I look down.
My hands in lap.
l am at your will,
Waiting for your finger’s snap.

With hair pulled back--
Gathered in your hands.

And cheeks warm--
Caressed by your voice.

Lips are wet--
Touched by yours.

Cleaning, and cooking.
Almost every day.
Folding, and preparing.
Doing whatever you say.

I'm yours;
I'm branded with your name.
I'm bonded to you,
No matter what,
And I stand unashamed.
“You’re not good enough”
Is the one sentence you should
Never tell yourself.
Hi. I’ve been struggling with this my whole life. It’s like I’ll never be able to convince myself. I feel like my poetry is at a decline. I feel as if nothing I write is good. I couldn’t tell you the amount of “drafts” &  private poems I have on here just because I’m afraid.
Afraid of ridicule.
Afraid of hating myself more.
Afraid of everything.
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'M stuck between "i really want to talk to you" vs "I really need to get over you."
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!
Exclamation 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 Exclamation marks were merely laughing at your own joke?!

Actually my grand daughter gave me this poem!
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.
All I want
Isn’t money or fame

All I want
Is to some of you might sound cheesy

But what I really want
Is to hear

“You’re a good daughter”
And that
Is enough for me.
Susan N Aassahde
balloon pledge fly
dance toad
deuce canopy stare
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.
Sean Hunt
Courage (Haiku)

Bee on blue easel
Dark wind blowing from the east
Wine courage at feast
इतना सब होने के बावजूद भी...
कैसे हीमत करती हो किसी को अपना मानने की
किसी को अच्छा समझने की...
किसी पर भरोसा करने की
इन्सानियत का सरे आम खून होने पर...
आखिर कैसे....
कैसे खुद को समझाती हो..की दुनिया अच्छी है
यहां के लोग अच्छे है...
वापस कैसे दूसरो से प्यार कर पाती हो...
उन्हें प्यार दे पाती हो
एक बार तुम सोचो तो घीन तुम्हे भी आयी थी न..
इस दुनिया के लोगो से...इनके मन मै पल रहे सडयंतरो से....फिर कैसे...
आखिर कैसे तुम....
प्यार करने की उन्हें छूने तक की हिम्मत रखती हो..
माना कि तुम एक मा हो....
अपने बच्चे को बिना छुए...बिना पुचकारे रहना भी मुश्किल है...
पर तुम एक औरत भी तो हो
उसका क्या...आखिर कैसे....
माना कि एक पत्नी हो....
तुम्हारे पति से तुम्हे मोहब्बत हो सकती है....
पर क्या तुम्हे उसे देखकर डर नहीं लगता...
उसे देखकर तुम्हारा दिल नहीं दहेलता...
क्या ये याद नहीं आता कि वो भी एक मर्द है....
आखिर कर तुम एक औरत हो....
कैसे इतना सब्र,इतना इंतज़ार,इतना भरोसा लाती हो..
कैसे तुम अपने आप को संभालती हो....
आखिर कैसे....
माना कि एक बेटी हो तुम...
अपने अब्बू से लगाव है तुम्हे...
जान छिड़कती हो उनपे
पर क्या ...तुम्हे अनपर इतना भरोसा करना सही है!
जिस तरह औरतों को नोचा, चिथोरा जा रहा है...
आखिर कैसे तुम....
कैसे तुम किसी आदमी पर इतना भरोसा रखती हो...
भरोसे का जहा रोज़ खून हो रहा है...
वहां आखिर कैसे तुम इतना भरोसा दिखाती हो....
कैसे इतना प्यार बरसाती हो...
कुछ भी कहो.....
पर आखिर तुम भी एक औरत हो...
इतना भरोसा ओर प्यार कहा से लाती हो....
आखिर कैसे इस दुनिया मै रोज़ उठकर
भरोसा ओर प्यार डालने की हिम्मत लाती हो.....
औरत क्या तुम सच मै इतनी बलशाली हो!।
अपने आप को हथियार बनाओ।
Keith Wilson
A peaceful Christmas
All the best for the New Year
Keep safe 'til we meet
keep your eyes closed love.

           e     t      
       m           i
    o                 m
s                        e  
                            s     all you have to
                                                                ­ l                  is to what the sound
                                                           ­      i            n
                                                  ­                s           e
                                                               ­          t

                                                              ­                               v
                                                               ­                         a        e
                             ­                                          of the  w               s
                         ­                                                                 ­            tells  you
                                                                ­                                        to do.
"keep your eyes closed love. sometimes all you have to listen is to what the sound of the waves tells you to do"

When I was much younger, beaches were my second favorite places. I still love watching waves as they go by, crashing against each other and the whole process repeating all over again.
I was only 10 the day you took my innocence,
Unknowing of your evil intent
I trusted your sneaky smile
your deceitful words
I remember the feeling of your hands around my neck,
The way you held me down
It against my will
I tried to stop you
I was too weak
just a kid
And I cried out to you to stop,
But you didn’t.
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