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 479° 
Lemonade
she is a happy ending,
not everyone can wait for.
 419° 
Erica Girone
Loving her was blue
Each day a different shade
Today feels more like the ocean
While yesterday had a tint of gray
My favorite is at her brightest
Although I’ll take her any way
No matter what her tone is
I still love her just the same
 307° 
Tiana
They both were playing a game.
Just a game of their own.
He was playing hard to get.
While she kept breaking herself
trying to fit news pieces like a puzzle
so that maybe she'll figure out the way to his heart.
In the end They both lost.
He lost the girl
that would have done anything to keep him happy.
And she lost all the pieces of her heart
trying to create a puzzle that didn't exit .....
 190° 
Tex Dermott
Go
To
Edgemont
If you can
Stand at the crossroads
Never turn your head looking back
 157° 
MelaninInked
He was water
He was fire

He was calm
He was thrill

He was peace
He was chaos

He was comfort
He was risk

He was a bubble
He was a race car

He was what I needed
He was what I wanted
Well, if you really cannot tell yet, 'He' is two different people. As women we are constantly caught between the thrill and risk of one man and the calm and peace of another.
 150° 
SWebster
I can’t quite see
And I can’t quite swallow.
My voice is broken and
These tears won’t flow.
 133° 
Redroses
You
Left
Without
Even
Saying
Goodbye
 118° 
aSLAM M
Same Body
  Same Blood  
Yet we all indulge  
   In Everlasting Mud Slinging.
I am Right You are Wrong.
  I am Big  You are Small.
Making Fun of each another
Whenever we get the chance.
They call it with Different Names.
And all most all of us are also convinced.
This Game of Hatred is played by all.
 101° 
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.)
 96° 
pistachio
Cold nights and frost bites
Make me want some cuddle fights
My heart feels colder
I
Am
A
Woman
Defined
By
My
Life's
Precious
Moments
 92° 
Kassey
I would rather be the winter while you were the summer,
We're both seasons that's completely
Opposite to each other
I would rather be the moon,
While you were the sun
Lighting me up, but your too far
And I'll wait a hundred years
For a total lunar eclipse
I would rather be living in a parallel universe
Than to live in the same world with you
where I can't be your world,
I would rather be sadness while you were the happiness
Where everyone hates me and everyone seeks for you
I would rather be stuck in the past
So we can't meet and you'll be happy
I would rather be a reader who's falling inlove with a fictional character than to fall in love
With a man that exist
Yes, I can touch him, I can feel him, I can love him, but in the end I know whatever I do I can't have him.
Pls don't give up on someone you truly love.
 82° 
Ryan O'Leary
But for the fact that my
girlfriend hasn't got a lisp, I
would have accommodated
her when she suggested that
it was time we had an election.
Some things are tough.

Some roads are rough.

Some horses are rode

hard and some are

put down wet.


Some lives succeed.

Some lives don't.

Some people strive.

Some people won't.


Some people give up.

Some people slow down.

Some people love.

Some people don't.


Some say the sky is blue.

Some see the colored hue.

I saw Heaven beyond the pale.

clouds, and I saw you.


I saw you in Paradise.

I saw in each other's 

eyes love

in your rainbowed arms. 



Caroline Shank
Are there too many cliches?
 71° 
peach
you get one day to cry
but tomorrow
it’s time to fix your crown
 70° 
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
 67° 
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.
 67° 
Natalie
She had a permanent mark
Around her wrist
And a beautiful home
In oblivion
 63° 
Diksha Prashar
His hand caress mine
For the last time
A whisper of touch
Signifies
Goodbye for a lifetime.
 55° 
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
The day  has now gone here is the night
It's twelve o'clock all lights gone out
Not a single soul no one insight
We look out the window no one about.

Eyes are weary we are fighting sleep
Time to clime up that wooden hill
Waiting for us is the bed and sheets
Tired and drowsy sleep we will.

The evenings are colder
The frost here again
But we are much older
And our health's not the same

So as we head to that slumber land
And we dream our cares away
We pull up the blankets with our hands
And say goodnight to the day.
These cold nights a nice warm bed is welcoming.
 52° 
Lyn-Purcell
My                                              
heart is                                                  
A LANTERN                                              
Inside, lives a                                              
fae                                                  
♡         ­                                       
g                                          
e                   ­                 
n                                      
t                       ­                       
l                                                
e                                          
♡                                
a                          
  ­   n                                
      d                        ­                  
      ♡                                       ­             
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                        
k         ­                         
♡                                      ­    
y                                      
o                                
  u                        
♡  ­        
s
       o
       ♡
m    
u              
c                
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 ***
 51° 
stefan badham
diablerie
diablerie
diablerie incata
bruja
bruxa
bruixa encata
goety
goety
goety ascala
 45° 
Zywa
Move like little bells
leaves in the wind
blown, plucked

bend aside, participate
shake the trunk
dance on clubfeet

stamp the beat
sway my hair around
pose and ruckle

with the smallest branches
and slightly ruffle
my carrot heels
“Toccare” (“Touch”, 1979, Ton Bruynèl)

Collection “org anp ark” #64
 45° 
larni
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.
 43° 
Julia
i deserve better
than chasing after you
and wondering if someday
my dreams will come true

i deserve better
than looking for a way
there's this pain in my chest
that just won't go away

i deserve better
than waiting for you to notice
the way i stare at you
handing you all these chances

i deserve better
than being taken for granted
time and time again
i am not the one you wanted
 41° 
rebecca
girl friend
girl                   friend
girl                                                 friend
girl                                                      ­                         friend
girl                                                      ­                                                       friend
girl
 39° 
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
 37° 
Harshitha Girish
He was the hero for his daughter,
Faith for his wife,
And strength for his parents.
#father
 35° 
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.
This is a little
Embarrassing
So please sing
 34° 
Eilo
sorry to say
but some of your poems
aren't poems
this is not a poem / why was this trending ?? oh my..
 32° 
Lauren Leal
Actions speak louder than words,
You wonder why I'm speechless.
 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.
 31° 
Angel
I remember that heaviness
Laying on my mothers bathroom floor
Spiralling
Hitting no end
I was laying there for hours..
Staring at the ceiling being engulfed in emotion
I have a love/hate for that moment in time
I felt so much of one emotion it was like a drug
 31° 
Steve Page
I
Infinity isn't a number
And nor am I.
Listening to mathematicians.
 31° 
Finnick
So much to say,
So few people to truly listen.
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