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 970° 
Maria Etre
I write
because I stutter
when I talk
with emotions
 329° 
Michael Smit
I always overthink
Leaving permanent ink
One thought
Next another
Each and every other
The constant annoying utter
 250° 
Lorrin
Shut up
Shut up
Shut up
My brain just keeps on shouting
Louder
Louder
I cannot think
Of anything
But a razor’s kiss
But I made a promise
And I don’t want to call
Because
You
Are why my brain can’t shut up
 126° 
Lemonade
she is a happy ending,
not everyone can wait for.
I'm not staying,
it's my blame.
I'll leave the innocent;
I'm not the same.
I've got blood on my hands.
Pressure to understand.
You're right.
You've always been.
I tend to forget.
I won't bother you,
still my existence bothers me.
My mind smothers me.
The nights scare me;
comfort is scarce.
The dark makes things worse,
and this silence hurts.
It can be so loud,
the noise of nothing.
The sounds of your thoughts,
utterly isolated.
I love y'all;
but I don't love me.
I can't live up to what you all think of me-
all feedback is welcome and appreciated!
 95° 
Lyn-Purcell
My                                              
heart is                                                  
A LANTERN                                              
Inside, lives a                                              
fae                                                  
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s                                                  ­  
w                                              
e                                        
e                     ­             
t                                        
♡                                                      

                  With
                   bright wings
                     G L I T T E R I N G
                     with love, life and
                     hope
                    ♡
                 f
           o
           r
                 ♡
                         p
                             e
                             a
                       c
                 e
                     ♡

As                    
I grow,                
S H E  R E M A I N S              
youthful, timid,              
safe                
♡              
a        
f      
r        
a                
i                  
d       ­     
♡    
t
     o

f        
l              
y          


                                        She
                   ­                     spent days
                                          JUST  CRYING
     ­                                     feeling so lost
                                          Hurt
             ­                             ♡
                                  ­        I
                                               '
                                                     m
                                                      ♡
       ­                                             s
                  ­                             o
                                        ♡
                     ­          s
                             o
                                    r
                                          r
                    ­                              y
                                 ­                   ♡

                                           ­                             The
                                ­                                         summer
                                                          ­                OF HER HEART
                                                           ­                  became winter
                                                          ­                bleak
                                           ­                            ♡
                                                               ­                 a
                                                                ­                     n
                                                               ­                   d
                                            ­                            ♡
                                   ­                            c
                                                             o
                                                               ­   l
                                                            ­                d
                                                                ­                   ♡

                        But
                       with time
                          SHE MANAGED
                        to pick herself
                       up
                      ♡
                  a
                  ­ n
                           d
                                  ♡
                           ­               h
                                        e
      ­                           r
                          ♡
              p
      e
          n­
                 ♡

With                        
the help                        
O F  O T H E R                        
fellow Kings and                        
Queens                      
♡                    
t              
h          
a              
n                        
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       ♡
m    
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h        


                   You                                                              ­    
all have                                              
A D D E D   TO                                            
my heart's inner                                              
flame        ­                                        
♡                                              
a                                                          
n   ­                                                       
d                                                      
♡       ­                               
h                            
o  ­                      
p                              
e                               ­       
s                                        
♡                     ­           

       Winds                                                            ­              
blow, wings                                                            ­      
NOW FLUTTER                                                          ­        
I'm ready to                                                               ­   
fly                                                              ­  
♡                                                                ­
s                                                              
i                                                      
d                                                
e                                                
♡                                                          
b                                                               ­ 
y                                                              ­  
♡                                                          
s    ­                                            
i                                                  
d            ­                                              
e                 ­                                                   ♡
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 ***
ah

you ask what would i do different

if i could change the past



i cannot change it yet look to the future

to have more care and education for all

folk to understand have empathy

be kind

& let us keep it simple



maybe the creatures have good ideas

& go to bed when dark ; don’t destroy

the earth
 75° 
Jedidiah Wolbaum
Love the feeling oh so endearing.
Is thought mythical to the cynical.
When in abundance there is no redundance.
Enraptures all that our heart captures.
Sets ablaze the things in our gaze.
Freezes time and yet breezes bye.
In our ritual we desire it perpetual.
Reaching it’s full wraps the mind like wool.
Out of view still keeps it’s hue.
Distance means nothing to its existence.
When unraveled we have traveled.
Love portraying a dove, just like art will fill our heart.
I had fun with this one. Love is without a doubt a strong emotion.
Each line holds a separate meaning. 12 lines.
*Was written  for a competition on another sight.
 69° 
Anne
when a heart broken
lover
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.
 65° 
JK Cabresos
mourning
on the
morning sun

just a month
of a
newly year

already
a lot of
painful memories
has come
Taal Volcano Eruption, Australia Wildfire, Corona (Wuhan) Virus and now, the death of one of the basketball Legend, Kobe Bryant.
 62° 
Under
They called me a cold-blooded monster
so I decided that I was going to be the most cold-colored monster of them all.
 58° 
Sparrow
how do you name
this kind of strength?

the thing she loves most
shatters her, irreparably

shards sink to the depths
drowning she dies there

then recreates herself,
returning to care for it
 57° 
Nat Lipstadt
human(e)

once upon a time,
it was a
sufficient condition to be
human.

no longer.

now,
it is a
necessary condition to be
human(e).


<…>

Vow-El
(e)

what would we be without Vow-El,
the God of all promises?

tongue tied consonant babblers incapable of uttering words of
prayerful tenderness,
without the essential precision tool modifiers of our pleasured
interactive mutuality,
unable to chant the sounds, the noisy paths of promise,
of allegiance and alliance,
that elevate the inconstant human to be empowered god-like,
to human
(e)**




Jan. 24th, 2020
nyc+miami
In northwest Semitic use, El was both a generic word for any god and the special name or title of a particular god who was distinguished from other gods as being "the god". ... In Ugaritic the plural form meaning "gods" is ʾilhm, equivalent to Hebrew ʾelōhîm "powers".  Wikipedia El (deity)
 55° 
E B K
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.
 54° 
K Balachandran
I bat both eyelids.
She attributes motive and winks.
The right moment to think!
 45° 
Sienna
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.
 44° 
OH
I was sleeping
With your shirt on
While she was
Sleeping next to you
 44° 
nuggz
you get one day to cry
but tomorrow
it’s time to fix your crown
i’ve stopped falling for her,

or so i think.



i’m done with relationships.


i hate getting my heart broken
anr, sh, ld
 39° 
Sienna
3am
do you know who i am
at 3am
when i lie quietly awake
and think of him?
 38° 
Pyrrha
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
 38° 
Madeysin
I wonder if you got caught or catched or just can’t

Talk to me
 38° 
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.)
 37° 
julie
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?
 37° 
BL
The world's sadness
is taking its toll on me.
But I am not the only one.
 35° 
Ashly Kocher
Dormant
Or
Sleeping
Is the scariest part
You never know when she’ll wake up
Expecting the eruption to start
Days
Months
Or even
Years
A dormant slumber may be near
 34° 
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.
 34° 
mia
its 00:26 and all i can think of is you
can't sleep
just you on my mind
thinking of what to say
but wishing you were here
and now you are gone and i can't get that smile out of my mind
wrote part of this last night and decided i should post
if the person it is about is reading this i am sorry
 34° 
Anna Bell
“i love you”
those words
                      d
                         r
                           i
                             p
                               p
                                 e
                                   d
                                      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.
 33° 
Hannah Marie
do i miss you
or do i miss just
having company
someone being there?

do i miss being with you
or do i miss simply being
with someone?

who knows
perhaps we'll find out
when i find
someone new
It is so hard to want to get better, when your mind is telling you “this can be a good thing”.
It’s so hard to want love yourself when you can’t find a single part of you worth loving.
I’m supposed to be getting better.
 31° 
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.
 30° 
divinity m
i’ve sunken my ship that you’re on
and now it won’t ever sail in this storm.
and i don’t care if i drown
because you’ll drown in this gale too.
you always said blood is thicker than water
but do you believe that now
that water fills your lungs?
 30° 
Mitch Prax
Dear diary;
today I
did not write,
I did not paint,
and I did not compose.
I did not live today but,
then again, I guess that's
no different to any other day.
 27° 
Anne
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.
 26° 
Keiri
Head me, oh mighty pit
For I have earned a cure.
See me, a failure's ***.
That will not fail, no more.

Fill me from my hollow's dream,
And sore me over my head.
For I am healed and so it seems,
I will no longer be dead.

I have seen the light, felt it bright, filled me with might, it finally feels right.

I have proceded my promises,
Felt the sun and its wings,
My soul is leaving the premises,
My heart devoures and sings.

I have escaped the dark, enlightened the bark, fled the teeth o' shark, I am left with a terrible mark.

It'll follow me in my sleep,
It'll drown me in the deep,
But it will not hurt no more,
For I am pure in the core.
 26° 
Ai
Why
Why

Why did I do this
I ruined my life
With 1 word
With 1 action
If I could take it back I would
What have I done
What have I done
 26° 
Grey
It's not my fault
that you've stolen my heart.
 26° 
sehnaz khan
I know I'm a fool to
romanticize your every move
But what to do when
I don't want anything more or less then you ?
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