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 2930° 
memoona kazmi
and when you whisper love in my ears,
i promise i can fight the whole world for that.....
 388° 
Keith W Fletcher
I do not have
unrequited dreams
what I have are dreams
yet fulfilled !
 357° 
Syd
Why am I so lost ?
In an endless fog of doubt.
Reach and hear me out.
 330° 
Eleora Timberlake
only after the mountains
have moved
and the wind has run
its course through the sands
only after things have changed,
the world made new
only then do I remember
what I never gave myself
permission to do
so I long to go back
to be braver
to let myself love you
 271° 
Jack Radbourne
Hey you crocodiles
Fighting for words to claim as yours.

Hey you mosquitoes
Drinking more than your fair share.

Hey you vultures
Circling around the weakest of us.

Hey you spiders
Waiting for an easy meal.

Hey you apes battling
For possession of a bruised rose:

Look up and see the stars.
 250° 
James
Sunlit ridges radiant
embrace the eager wanderer
delighted shadows dance and duck
down a bottomless ocean road
birds connect heaven with earth
feathers fly from flaming wings
fish swim in fluorescent skies
As my mountain melts into the ocean again
#eyes #time #heart #love #breathe #poem
 194° 
Ryan Dement
I took a week off
to draw maps
on your legs,
so that whenever
I felt like leaving,
I'd remember
why to stay.
 177° 
Sura
Maybe a little,
where one is dark, and one is light yet.
There they are.
the place where it meets the middle.

Where the sun dips down and kisses
the shadows,
and in the middle, there they are,
the colors,
the oranges, the pinks, the blues,
the reds,
until it’s a seamless line of completion.
 176° 
simon law
Single
footsteps,
in the sand
form behind me,
another reminder
that my journey
is my own

The
waves,
They lazily wash over,
effortlessly
filling my imprints,
restoring perfection
to the beach

But,
although they are
now hidden,
I still know
they existed,
In my mind,
And from the sand
On my feet
 103° 
steve
I hold a candle.
Dripping with love, hardening my heart.
For as the candle melts, my love for you fades.
The flame jumps and flickers.
Finally giving out.
My memory of you is but a smoking wick.
Vanishing in wisps of smoke.
I held a candle.
 95° 
Ashley Kaye
What happens to the peach when June
rolling like a playful child,
succumbs July?
Have we reached the bottom
of the hill?

Or do we roll onward, yellowing to brown?
Riper but never sweeter—-
Bruises from the fall bring with them
new hues
Metaphor :)

Growing up and summer are so closely linked for me.
 85° 
Aurianna
I didn't listen when you told me that continuing to give, to love so much without receiving anything in return...
Was only going to hurt me... but I insisted.
Now here I am, empty, and nothing left to give. With no one around to help me pick up the pieces of my broken heart.
I wish I listened.
 75° 
avyukta
the day a poet  
falls in love with you
is the day
you know you will live
forever
not in life
but in the love
that your poet
could never seem to
grant
themselves
but will
give you
all of

 73° 
kaehaniya
don’t trust the moon
her pretty face
her pretty lies
don’t quite hide the darkness on the other side.
“they told me once, don’t trust the moon.”
- halsey // good mourning
8/13/2020
 71° 
Wesser Santos
it’s almost three in the morning
and i’m up in my too small bed
in a room that is too quiet
and my brain won’t stop
and my chest feels tight and i can’t stop
thinking of all the wrong i did against you

in the quiet of my room i think i’m learning
finally learning how to be kind
not to others
no that’s always been something i’ve excelled in
the sins of others were always easier to wipe away
their transgressions easier to look past
easier to drown them in grace
while leaving myself to burn

no i’m learning to be kind to myself
i was a bad person
or i could be a bad person
but that person isn’t me anymore
they deserve forgiveness
they were too young
and damaged
and unable to be kind to themselves

it’s okay
rest
you fought for a long time
and you fought well
but you’re safe now
people seem to forget that the throne you sat on
was not given
you had to crawl through the mud
and **** and maim to get to it
you became lethal
in response to a world that wanted to end you

but it’s time
to learn how to drop the sword
you are more than a weapon
more than a vessel of destruction
your jagged edges can be smoothed down
and where once rested anger and fear
you carry grace
and mercy
 62° 
rohayani
is wondering how the world works
does not know what to do
is abandoned in the universe full of meaningless
blames herself
is beautiful
A beautiful, frightened mess
is desperately searching for love and a purpose in life
we are all in this together. I don't know what I am saying though
 62° 
Chloe
If the rain disappears
Then so shall your tears
 58° 
Parker Poole
i am cherry red lipstick
i am 6 shots of whiskey and loud words
i am soft fairy lights
i am the day and the night, simultaneously
i am my mothers daughter and then some
i am unashamed, bare faced
i am artist
i am writer
i am being

thank you
weird, free verse
 53° 
no truth login
how can it be,
the mathematicians,
the statisticians,
can so well predict

the curvature of my day;
is my life so impoverished,
so undifferentiated, my course;
the climb, the leveling, the
ultimatum gliding, a summary
path to an unremarkable landing

probable outcomes of my
statistical profile so calculable;
my dreams, their peculiarities,
essences, massaged into conformity

hatch plot, deceive, it’s cool,
write a poem, unpredictable,
who could foretell, this scheme,
let’s keep a secret, tween us only,
cover the keyhole, so their eye
cannot peak inside the you and I,
two twice ten thousand indecipherable,
writer and reader, we one, inseparable

only we can decode the true meaning
 51° 
Dark Melody
Can't you stay a little longer
Long enough to imprint your humble touch
Before you're gone, gone for good
To the world where no one knows your name
Know you like my nerves did
Favourite cars to your wildest dreams
Perfect song to your crazy love
To my long lost heart , I said it out loud
Can't you stay a little longer
Can't you stay a little longer
 50° 
Mei
Forget about the
tarnished pages, tingy blues,
tattered memories, ties severed, a love that died long ago.

Papers stained of sweaty inks, tear scented poetry,
someone lives
between the lines-
you.
Don't let a poet fall for you if you don't want to hear yourself in every scribbled notes she writes.
 46° 
Yacov Mitchenko
What is this?
The white heat of grief?
I don't want to
turn over a new leaf.
I want to suffer;
suffering helps me
remember the beauty
you spread far and wide.
Unconditional love
once walked by my side.
Had I not seen
you playing the music called morning,
grass turn emerald green
in light of your smile and eyes,
you lighting up each season,
I'd have been a child of reason;
like your friends, I would have been wise
enough to let you go.
Had your treasures been half-hidden from view,
had the love been a little less,
wisdom might have seen me through.
 44° 
CAL
i have lost much more in a years time
than i lost in fifteen
today i am sixteen

today, i too am lost
 37° 
Mrs Anybody
dear diary,

today i
fell in love
with
a stranger
also check out my other poems!  :)
 36° 
Nimisha Rana
I saw you standing there
I know you cannot bear
With weary eyes and skin so dry
You looked down wanting to cry

You want to hide in unknown places
Kept running away from your fears
Covering up your ears
To the words you don't want to hear

Storming days suddenly passed
You didn't moved until the sunlight flashed
You looked up and surveyed the sky
Finally found a reason to smile
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 34° 
Rushil
I want to save this Princess from Zimbabwe --
because she tells me it is my destiny,
and it is all in the email she sent me.

I want to save this Princess from Zimbabwe --
because she possesses many Riches,
and she has promised me all of them.

I want to save this Princess from Zimbabwe --
from her wretched uncle,
who will steal her wealth and lock her away.

I would save this Princess from Zimbabwe --
but she only needs my Government ID,
Bank Account and Social Security.
 34° 
misha
your name is
forbidden in
my mouth
or in my heart
because when
i think about
you;

i'll cry a little more,
hurt a little stronger
love a little softer
because you no longer
make me feel sober

i'm drunk on the
memory of you
if only i could chase you with pizza but shots don't work like that
 32° 
jaden
happiness, this is the mask we wear, it is this mask that we will forever show to others. It is not because we want to lie, it is because deep down we do not derive happiness from ourselves, but in the smiles of others. The happiness we bring others is the ultimate distraction, a temporary escape out of the cold and painful prison we so desperately wish to be free from.

you may say it is pointless, or even stupid. until that one smile from the only one you care for is the last thing keeping you on this earth, you will never understand. so 'til the day we leave this world, we will keep wearing our masks. we will continue to put forth this facade, for it is the closest thing to achieving true happiness
 31° 
Desire
you,
and me,
we are,
unified souls,
simply, united,
an unbreakable set,
underway, sailing,
like ship and sea,
this two-way street,
you,
and me,
we are,
us. [one].
XVI. Committed
 31° 
kelly
she pushes and pulls like the waves
ultimately I cannot bear to be near it
and have disgust cover me cold
they see beauty, placing charm in her mystery
and I only see the madness
of an ocean that will surely drown me
 29° 
Rupert Pip
Break my bones;
cut my throat.
Pull me open,
learn the ropes.

Breath me in;
taste the fear.
Shank my skin;
stand and cheer.

Kick my head;
let me bleed.
Unbolt my veins;
enjoy the read.

Gouge my eyes;
punch my face.
Wrap me up
in your embrace.
Get to know me like I do you; inside and out.
I fell in love, I fell apart in May

I tried so hard to make you stay

But in the end, you just slipped away

I'd hit you up with a "hey"

But you'd ignore me, I was castaway

It's been many months, haven't talked a single day 

Despite my tries, you've ended up just walking away

I tried so hard to make you stay 

But now you've gone, all the way

And I still miss that May Day.
I wrote this earlier in this year about someone I miss(ed) dearly.
 27° 
Isaac
is my light not bright enough
for you to see my stars
why hurt my sky
with your fireworks
are my stars not enough
or are they too many
the moon is always looking at us on our darkest nights, but it's so bright our dark nights may not even be as dark as we think it is. i wonder if it feels, everything is life after all.
 26° 
REY
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.
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