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YOU HAVE NO IDEA WHAT YOU'RE DOING YOU PATHETIC PEICE OF ****
 414° 
Tint
I have gone through many changes
In the past and in the nights
Many spark in eye of a stranger
I saw my time in duller dime

The time when I was still an angel
Where I can laugh, a little mice
And people liked me for many reasons
And they asked of me of what I wants

And then now I am just a little  vicious
I hurt and lie to all the rights
The sun shone a different shade and
The night gave life to my demise

I still loved the scent of my demons
And learned that life is a surprise
Everyday I am just the same girl
But is different to your made mind

Do not forget the smile I treasured
And love me still when I'm long gone
Till then I'll make my silly rhymes and
It is of you I'll think about
 244° 
larni
i have too many emotions
that can never be put into words
 241° 
Paras Bajaj
if you think writing about you
makes you the one in power
then you are so wrong cause'
you are just another piece
of my unsung song.

if you think leaving you
makes me constantly sad,
then you are so wrong cause'
you are just another story
that I left unsaid.
P.B
 226° 
Satsih Verma
The dark side of moon
simmers. There was an outbreak
of romance on planet.

*

Ah, the senile edge of
twilight! Which way the light will go
to shine dry humor?

*

Shall we change ourselves
in dim hope of rebirthing
of our ancient gods?
...believe me, if I said I had a girlfriend and only showed you hand drawn pictures of her?
 201° 
Amanda Shelton
Upon these strings you tug
on me, you are a puppeteer
always pulling on my limbs
moving me, pushing me to
the floor.

But still I rise,
I never fall too far
from a stable place,
stumbling but still
I rise and shine like
a star crossing the night sky
leaving my dreams behind.

Upon the setting sun
I slowly rise beyond
the pitch black of the sky
burning bright for all to see.

I bow in my orbital frame
smiling for you and all
who gaze upon my
dusty surface.

© 2019 By Amanda Shelton
 166° 
Lemon
sometimes misunderstood words
are better,
than what was meant
to be said.
 148° 
onlylovepoetry
she wanted my soul


so I cut off a finger, noting
that this little pinky
came from the hand,
who went to the market
to buy you a love poem
all your own, because
it was from the same  hand
who wrote:

who, can cut a soul in half, no one!
so one will still ask you,
who, will love you
in whole poems, that are
past and future tensed composite composted,
from words overly overused, but still foolishly brand new
when referencing you,
so you can believe with fool-thinking
this is your sole composition

she wanted my heart,
applauded her determination,
gave her one eye to see instead better,
so the visions she essays,
to write, like
when I sit down to write
of women I’ve loved but!

they do not come from my heart,
but from inside insight from parts
blind to everything
but raucous untamable invisible desire

she asked me for all the world’s wisdom,
while standing on one legging,
simply said, here I am, telling you
to love me the way you wanted to be
loved in return

so with one eye on one leg,
you will observe, two is not more than
the sum of the parts of one love,
when counting to ten on my nine fingers
that wrote of love not enough,
no matter how man he gave up

she wanted my brainiac left hemisphere, said, sure,
the left side of me is where the baby poems
are created, and then angel-released when ready,
to be needed, now see you’re needy for pieces,
but mistaken that pieces can be reconstructed into
a whole with spit and spirit and an overarching imagination -
no! the whole comes from only a holy place extracted
from the hole-in-one that is my entirety

give me then your utter essence,
the place of you
I only know exists, must,
but cannot touch to see
where you keep it hidden
from all the women who love you,
better than you even love yourself

if you want that, then collect it,
for it exists and lives on
in every woman that asked for nothing,
but was rewarded with more
than a thousand poems,
stored in stars, for her,
to be creamed and cleansed,
when she plucked them
from the night in the galaxy where exist
love poems, only
to she-one shone-shine
 142° 
Chameleon
Sometimes it’s best to go out to the car,
put the seat back and put my feet up
on the dashboard and just stare at the roof
while listening to a podcast.
Because it’s quiet, I’m alone and it’s mine.
 140° 
ogdiddynash
“still on the fence
about you being
a mortal man
or a God.”

well thanks for that,
and did I mention
it’s a fence style called
picket you put me on?

which I can attest,
makes me feel both
majestic & definitely humanistic,
cause a picket up one’s ****,
is proof still that this man,
unlike god,
has not lost his “touch”
so to speak...
 132° 
A
The facade you never put on is annoying, while my facade will always be toying. Act happy or have at least one ounce, or else everyone will bounce. A constantly sad mask will continually ruin the task.
 126° 
Lora Lee
You have imprinted
My heart
Like a fine tattoo
And the ink
has stained it
black and blue
like an intricate
henna
in swirls and whorls
a complicated design
in flowers and laurels
every move with
the brush
is fine
It enters
my skin
like a vine
goes into the bloodstream
straight
to my heart
and mixes up
the beats
tears them apart
I need to heal
And let it dry
But instead
I find that
The needle
Is too sweet
(though it makes me cry)
Yet I want more
Of this art
This sleek decoration
I want it all
In glorious, colorful
vibration
Tattoo me, my love
And make me yours
For you have colored
My soul
For forevermore
 111° 
Sam Clemens
It struck me tonight
How impressive it is
The deftness of your tongue
Coaxing life
Out of shy, windless nights
I still remember
Sitting by your side
As your laughter floated westward
The bashful heavens made to blush
And you
Conducting an orchestra
Of sweet vivid flowers
Wet petals falling from your lips
Kissing me gently on the cheek
Painting cursive
On the sky's horizon
My words will never be so
Delicate
They are stiff; they are tired
They are made to roam abandoned alleys
And grow old in the open hands
Of a book
So speak to me
Drip your honeyed breath onto my chest
With shallow sighs
Wrap the fingers of your conversation
Around my hand
And don't let go
She is
unafraid
Uneasily
swayed

she sleeps
on silken sheets
with the wolfs
she keeps

they howl
at the moon
she hears them
and knows why
 76° 
Eli
You may have wealth untold, caskets of jewels and coffers of gold. Richer than I you can never be, for I had a mother that read to me.

A rich man has much
But not as much as I do
Mother is reading.
 75° 
Lama
alone in summer and winter
alone in the eve of your disappearance
alone all my life i have been
until i died

the loneliness of the cold breeze of winter
made me freeze to death
but i was made alive in your presence
alive all my life i have been
until i die next to you in the warmth of summer
 69° 
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.
 69° 
ogdiddynash
twenteesventh.
you write of dismembered leaves,
enhaloed lust(***)
pains too sweet because they’re youthfully incomplete,
using incontrovertible idiocies like
dry rain droplets shining like sunlight,
edible goodbye cheerios,
edible didactics, teaching “frosted flakys”
poetic methadone methodology,
poems hats with rhyming lyrics  
that taste like that burnt eyelids colored
a blood stained mustard yellow, (yum),
beyond burger veggie based satyrs,
the happy gladness of sadness,
reversible rivers flowing heavenwards,
***** *******, you want an
infernal cataclysm...

really?

dechambered hearts, ventricular mysteries,
brains wearing wooly sport jacket helmets
and other Olsonian beauties,
like I write with succinct passion,
me, who gets eaten alive by buggers saying
“too long,” “too long,” “needed a mid-poem napt”

non-lexical non-commonsensical ecumenical hysterical
chemical verbal reactionaries
and then you wonder why

PEOPLE ******* HATE POETRY?

jes kiddin’ a leetle
if you don’t follow https://hellopoetry.com/s-olson/
you’re an idiot, one of the best on this site says O.N.
sourced from: https://hellopoetry.com/poem/3224387/a-thousand-poems-stronger-130/
 67° 
Ginger R
Run fast Dear Child
for too soon
the Fires will Rain
and your Heaven will come crashing down to Earth
I recently had a friend almost commit suicide (he's much better and going to therapy now) but it just hurts to be shaken awake to the darkness this world is becoming
 64° 
putiira
The one who left you in storms
can never give you rainbows
and sunshine.
 64° 
Otis
Tao
teachings from new space,
the front page hangs
from the back porch.

outlined in sanctimonious glow,
Tao splits
into the transient and the infinite
as vibration becomes
yellow, blue, red;
credit cards and psychedelia
pretend to be different,
but watch,
they become shuddered windows
and camp cook stoves.
they become fornicators
and self-harm,
smiling with mushroom teeth
and cold soup drizzles.

it's hard to say, but it's easy to see.
 63° 
Shin
The wane and ebb of the wave within my brain,
A pain ever-glowing, flowing within
Why can't I sing any longer?
Why won't these thoughts remain insane?

I bid good night to the spider,
it's been a wonderful life.
But now this too must end,
as my heart is numbed by iron.
Been thinking about Mark Linkous of Sparklehorse a lot lately.
 59° 
neo
and
this is
where i
realized,

i never
loved
you
for you
but
rather
i was
in love
with the
idea of

f
a
l
l
i
n
g


in
love
with
u
 58° 
Atlas
All of this is
My heart's fault
The **** thing
Never seems to
Work right
 53° 
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.
 51° 
EEVEE
Toy
Am I
A Toy
A Joke
An Egg?

Lost for
So long
I spoiled
Ages
Ago

When will
You fix
Me. When
Will you
Make me
Real
 43° 
Stained Glass
"I've taught myself to talk to everyone in their own language. I just need someone to talk to me in mine."
 41° 
melissa rose
She invites me in with a therapist smile
as I step through her door
observes me with that deep blue gaze
leaving me longing for more
begs me to follow
as she moves across the floor
she lingers slightly with her touch
as she gently squeezes my hand
but it’s the warmth of her hug
that I wonder where does she begin and I end?

Truth is bitter with her scent so sweet
she doesn’t love me out loud
in this lifetime it’s just not meant to be
her love isn’t real
all images in my mind
of what I long to feel
we’re not lovers
and we’ll never be friends
but I’ll love her in breathless whispers
as the depth of my love for her has no end
7/12/19 cliche
 41° 
Crown Shyness
People are driving me crazy
The human race is insane
Everything’s looking hazy
I will never be the same
I kind of like to sing this to the small tune of "ring around the rosy"
 40° 
Hg
wri
ting is
threading
your           life
thro             ugh
a ne           edle
and         if
you sew
secrets
you'll
get
po
ke
d
a
l
i
t
t
l
e
.
©Hg
 40° 
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.
 40° 
Megan
Quando il chiaro di luna ti colpisce in questo modo, sei la cosa piu bella che abbia mai visto.
When the moonlight hits you this way, you're the most beautiful thing I've ever seen.
 37° 
beth stclair
there are no ghosts
in the sky,

my tabby cat wears the moon,
curled into the corner
like a sleepy fog,

the dreamscape is made
of silver and gold,

you (like always)try to get my
attention and i (like always) ignore
you, trying to write
my poem…
 37° 
patty m
Earthbound pantomime
purloining longing
I once had an ******
driving in my car
so vivid was it in my mind
I slammed into
the bumper of the car in front of me

Never ****** heading down
an off ramp,
eyes halved as a millions
flutters clutch. I
came uncorked in
champagne bubbles of light
a reeling song
humming
that knows no brake
but hits the gas to fly
open lipped into ecstasy's kiss
Then the present snaps
into focus.

An old piece of crap car
with a dent that matched
a multitude of others,
but with my shade of red.

He names his price
we haggle, and I wonder
was it worth it?

I pay the guy fifty bucks to make him go away.

Stooping to ****
a cool drink through its straw
I wash down lust and dust
as I migrate slowly into traffic,
                  chasing the dream I paid for.
 37° 
heyo
being funny means everything to me.
but i cant be.
 35° 
chaouki
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