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 484° 
Lemonade
she is a happy ending,
not everyone can wait for.
 381° 
Shinko Pan-ya
a flash of light
blinding sun
Im falling
into the endless abyss
the light is gone
darkness has risen
I cannot wake from this endless slumber
I fall into the waves of darkness
 368° 
Lyn-Purcell
My                                              
heart is                                                  
A LANTERN                                              
Inside, lives a                                              
fae                                                  
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w                                              
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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                
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                                        She
                   ­                     spent days
                                          JUST  CRYING
     ­                                     feeling so lost
                                          Hurt
             ­                             ♡
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                    ­                              y
                                 ­                   ♡

                                           ­                             The
                                ­                                         summer
                                                          ­                OF HER HEART
                                                           ­                  became winter
                                                          ­                bleak
                                           ­                            ♡
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                                                            ­                d
                                                                ­                   ♡

                        But
                       with time
                          SHE MANAGED
                        to pick herself
                       up
                      ♡
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With                        
the help                        
O F  O T H E R                        
fellow Kings and                        
Queens                      
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all have                                              
A D D E D   TO                                            
my heart's inner                                              
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       Winds                                                            ­              
blow, wings                                                            ­      
NOW FLUTTER                                                          ­        
I'm ready to                                                               ­   
fly                                                              ­  
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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 ***
 337° 
Grey
It's not my fault
that you've stolen my heart.
 317° 
Suzy Berlinsky
You briefly became a trusted friend after we met 2 years ago at that
friendship seminar when you needed a kidney. How are you doing?
How's my donor-kidney doing? I haven't heard from you in 2 years.
 289° 
Sean Hunt
When my friend was living in London
and all of his hope burst like a balloon
abused by a child
he did not know which way to turn
which way to go

Then he was utterly cool, London-like
up to date, suppressing his hate
pretending to be fine
drinking whiskey and wine
with many lovers and others he would dine

He had fifty proof blood at the end
when the stories would not work
any more
and a long look in the mirror
erased the enigma of his charisma
 259° 
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
 250° 
Jim Davis
She can be
Sweet as Honey
Sour as Lemon
Depends...

©  2020 Jim Davis
 240° 
nivek
a poetic voice on the winds
-to sing with the birds
fall silent as the hills.
 201° 
JP
It
stands in front
to lover
stands next
to wife...
 195° 
Nellie 55
Wrote a poem about suicide
Have post pne the piece or atleast separate the part
I'm a feel it later because my feelings been ripped apart.
If y'all were trying to hurt me and my confidence
Well guess what?
That's a mission accomplished.
 186° 
Raj Bhandari
I AM MOVING SLOW AND AM IN NO BIG
RUSH,
SHE HAS VISITED MY POST, I HAVE GOT A CRUSH!
 172° 
Cyclone
You gets no love cause my fear was stronger, although I hate it.
 128° 
Theamage
Is it a burden or blessing, our love
Often, we find its blessing,
Sometimes, we know,
So, what do we think of it?
Maybe, we don't think, we just into it,
As legends say, "It is meant to do, not to think".

We do not need to vow, we just need solid action,
We need not lies albeit it is penetrating truth,
We just, will go along and fulfill what dreamt,
We will be there and we will share it as us.

So, are we crazy or it made us crazy?
After all, does it really matter?
After all, we feel, we meant to be together.
After all, we are rising and tough together.
 127° 
Oli
the type of love that gives you lungs in place of a heart that
gives you aches and pains in places you've never thought before
the type of love that we're all tired of talking about
some more than others
the floor is a maze, it's a tricky walk to the door but i
love you
enough to dig these nails right into
my skin, and tear open everything enough to dive six feet into the watery grave of an old wanderer, who's seen more than one could ever want to confess
i am a mess but i
i love you
 122° 
Carlo C Gomez
Can't be sodium-free, baby
Not when life is in hyperdrive
And microwave is king
 120° 
Łëïçkî
You wanted a girl
Unlike any other girl
When the time came to love her like she wasn't any other girl...
You ran away.
you failed to love me
 119° 
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.
 117° 
JKJI
-
I’ve been dead long enough to know

there is no pain in numbness and

no fear when you know the dark,

no heartache without a heart.
 108° 
John Prophet
Floating
orb,
magic
orb,
floating
in
nothingness.
Inanimate
dead rock,
floating
In the
void.
Forever
floating
In the
cold.
Magic rock.
Squeezing.
Squeezing
from within.
Squeezing,
oozing,
bubbling.
Bubbling up.
Oozing up
from below.
Delivering.
Squeezing
animate
from the
inanimate.
Delivering the
magic.
Delivering
the miracle.
Magic rock,
miracle orb
floating
in the
cold.
Covered
in the
miracle.
Covered in
life.
 101° 
Chris Saitta
Keep your trees, keep them for your heaven of ashen dusk
And night like the pale-faced deathmask of emperors,
No reason that the commoner to oblivion is hushed,
These old-wise woods and leaves, peopled without us.

Keep Macedonian dust lightly conquered over the breeze,
So that it shoots its tail like the centuries-sole comet,
The scorched earth left by Alexander’s mapmaker eyes,
Swung wide like his Sarissophoroi over Persian might.

Remember the lesser grove of his teacher Aristotle’s tribe,
They have only slipped their sandals off, to bare themselves
Of sound and the concourse of the foot’s impulse,
Caught the lithesome wind, to flow outside our hearing,
And muse as empire of air and loss and forgotten walks.

Keep your trees and the darkening sky through them
That remind me of the passing into the past.
Never is the poem from tongue of ***** or plow.
Sarissophoroi were Macedonian light cavalry under Alexander, so named for the pikes they carried (sarissa).

Aristotle taught Alexander until his mid-teens.
 99° 
M
Your hug,
Do not remember
The touch
The skin
Was there any kiss
 93° 
Sav
This will be the last thing I write about her.

The last poem that I put my head
into.

Because the storm is over,
I have gotten through the worst.

And now it is time to put a line through her.

Cross her off.

It's over.

I no longer see her in everyone I meet,
I no longer look for her in everyone new.

It's over.

I put a line in it.

A line through her face, she was just a phase.

Whatever.
 89° 
Janet Aitch
"Mirror, mirror on the wall,
who is the fairest of them all?"

Look at her skin so pale and lovely,
Her fine gold hair in ringlets twirled,

But see - she is cycling as hard as she's able
on an exercise bike, as fast as she can,
the sweat fairly spilling
down onto the floor.

Her aim, to fit into that tiny bikini
and win the Miss Nowhere's imaginary crown.

Was it worth it? Who's telling?
and what was the score?
 76° 
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.
 71° 
Blackedpoison
he wrote that:

when she write her poems
she published the fire within my bones

she killed me, with her thrones
when she was fighting the life, with her tones

I lived there, between the groans
when she knew, how to bloom the stones

when she write her poems
I have to try to withheld my moans
 69° 
Maria Etre
IES
I used to write daily
now I write dailies
 68° 
Blackedpoison
she kept her death
within her breath,
she joined the destruction
with its half seduction.
until she fell in love with
its obstruction.


by:blackedpoison
 67° 
Star BG

FEAR is a species of poisonous snake
One bite and you lose connection to trust.

Antidote:  Deep breath to connect to heart.

**
DOUBT it is like a venomous snake.
its poison spreads quickly.


Antidote: Affirmations of self love everyday.

*
EGO is a snake that lies deep within
One bite and you spiral into endless chatter.

Antidote:  connecting to move inside heart.

*
HATE is a deadly snake that bites with fake news rhetoric
One bite and one is left with separation of fellow man

Antidote: spread the love in deeds and voice.

***

JUDGEMENT is a snake virulent with venom that burns.
One bite and it travels deep attacking good thoughts.

Antidote  Reprograming of mind to connect to God within.


inspired by Aprillia Many thanks
And with your read you get one free Haiku. To be read at your convenience

Venomous snake is
fear, doubt, Ego, Hate, judgments,
Antidote...the heart
 62° 
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?
 60° 
Mara W Kayh
(for loved ones lost over Tehran)

The sound of shovel against snow
in a distant Canadian town

Same here as there.

Knee deep in the harsh clarity of
stark white,
thoughts turn to lost life
over Tehran.

Same here as there.

Above us muted Moon
veiled in winter's cloak,
blind to our divisions,
wears a mournful glow

Same here as there.

Screaming in my ear the sound of a mother’s panicked cries clutching her child
in those terrifying last moments
over Tehran

Same here as there.

The howl of a father’s anguish oceans away,
beloved ones lost over Tehran,
Rings helpless

Same here as there.

Another father in despair,
with shaking voice
confesses his pain is as big as the sky his son loved to fly

Same here as there.

the sound of recklessness and
twisted minds in high places targeting nations, peoples and someone's hero

Same here as there

the sound of innocent blood on ***** hands

Same here as there

the muzzling, the blame game, the smoke and mirrors

Same here as there

the agony of he who pulled the trigger

Same here as there

the tragic moment the mistake was made
  
Same here as there

Despair in light of truth

Same here as there

the wailing sounds of a nation grieving

THE SAME HERE AS THERE.

Dedicated to those aboard the tragic flight of Ukranian Airlines 752 -  and to their loved ones
January 2020.
The unforgettable tragedy that has left hearts bleeding and lives forever damaged.. all because of a reckless move by reckless so called leadership. Thank you Michael McCain all who dared to speak up
 60° 
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.
 60° 
Blackedpoison
she tasted the dryness of her   blood by mistake.
and she realized that her veins were fake.

she walked towards the red lake.
to commit suicide!
while  she found that the water was flake.

the death was  rusty,
like a rotten big cake
that will never digest
Within the body of snake

That settled in her nightmare
And keeps her terror awake.
 54° 
Rafi
I read Your poetry again
last night and all I could do
was stare at the wide sky
which bridge the distance
between us
...
 54° 
Blackedpoison
My lord
Show me the real love
And if you don’t mind
Send it to me
with an angelic dove.
 53° 
Shofi Ahmed
The Great Wall of China
goes on mile after mile.
Keep walking high
rise onto roofless towers!

We have day and night
a coin has two sides.
There are here and hereafter
hell and paradise
a mundane earth
and a heavenly sky!

Walking on the wall
one might wonder
to take which side
left or the right?
Both look same now
but was built
to save only one side.

Choice is yours
turn on to either side.
There are good and evil
for the chosen better you
see what’s pops up?
Meet the sun rises high
in the silhouette of a great wall!
 50° 
nuggz
you get one day to cry
but tomorrow
it’s time to fix your crown
 47° 
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.)
 46° 
Jo
I found a diamond in the rough today
It was hidden in a garden where kids
play.
I looked at it and almost left it behind
but something told me to embrace it
so it could shine.

I found a rose growing where it didn't
belong, and when I watered it became
strong.
I thought about letting it go but
something in me said take it slow.
I found a treasure I did not know was
there and it revealed itself when you
said you cared.
  
Even so, I did not dare to hope it could
be, nor did I think it would unseal
the key. I found my way into a garden
of love, and now I hear the song
of the turtledove.
To read more of my writings go to: http://reflectionsoflight7.wixsite.com/home
 46° 
Amy Dedman
nifty little brain
bringing a world of pain
world so complete
but pierces me with defeat
pierces through my heart
intentionally sharp
wearing a mask so sheer
so i only feel fear

developing a cycle
bravery is just an option
dangling off the cliff
cliff of gloom
if i fall
my future is doomed
future no more
so i hold bravery at my core

i only have the strength to cling on
that’s enough
for now,
for me,
until i’m gone
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