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A Mess of Words
Soon after
Her vampire kisses
Injected sweet lust
Into my veins

She peeled apart
My aorta
Like pulled pork

And vanished
With the last fragments
Whatever heart I had.
Poetic Eagle
I never asked you to leave
Only advised to chase your dreams
Wasnt l part of the dream. Random thoughts
John Destalo
the window wanted
to be left open

all night
so it could hear

the night life
see the moonlight

feel the cool breeze
coming in from

the deep seas
it didn’t care

if it rained and
everything got stained

it wanted to be
open for everything
Jessica Patrick
Do you think,
you could hear me?
If only,
I screamed just,
a tiny bit,
Muffled under this,
of solitary,
I’m simply,
in this room,
muddled in,
Am I allowed,
to run?
Escape this,
of breathless,
I’ll scream just,
a tiny bit,
Mark Parker
Rocks ripple my river reflection
as amber and caramel leaves spiral
from sleeping oaks
landing atop water as lily pads
and clothing my mirror image.
I envy the resting trees,
tucked in for the winter.
The place exists somewhere, I just have to find it.
Ashley Chapman
I wanna be me
With super powers.

As a child:
(I wanna be me).
As a teenager:
(I wanna be me).
As an adult:
(I wanted to be me).
As - me,
A rock.
Whether a comma, or colon:
Punctuation slows my rolling
I need no period. When I end
no Capitalization when I begin
Rulelessly I flow my art
  Not a single!
Exclamation mark
Are you not the one
Who'll know?
Where a question mark
No longer goes

Warp the structure
Bend the lines
Put in repeat
Let emotion unwind
Make yourself
Your poetry's the best
Be your own ruler
Pass your own test

Take your own road
Where ever it leads
Lover or hater
It's all poetry!
Traveler Tim
No matter who you are
You have my deepest respect!
Bethany M P
The sand shifts beneath your feet,
Your heart relaxes to a quiet beat,
The waters seem to breathe day and night,
Close your eyes take it in do not fight,
The wind satisfies your soul,
Just relax now you've played your role,
Touch the sand now scoop it up,
Hold it in your hands and form a cup,
Now let it seep through towards the sandy ground,
Your soul was lost but now its found,
The weather you desire will come your way,
Just stand closer to the bay,
Soon life will be eternal for you and me,
Look beyond the ocean and tell me what you see.
                          -open heart poetry
I'm falling for you  

Wonder when I'll hit the ground  

Or if we can fly
I don't wanna fall in love
with physical touch,
skin to skin,
intimate actions.
If this love is valid,
if this love could give more meaning,
if this love is acceptable,
I would spend the rest of my life
wanting you.

Everyone prepares you for losing people in your life.
Best friends
Family members
but, no one prepares you for when you begin to lose the person closest.
That's the worst loss of them all.
Seeing yourself fade away every time you glance in the mirror.
Feeling your brain unwind its very self.
Losing yourself until you no longer recognize who that person in the reflections is.
The worst loss of them all.
Ray Dunn
it was me
who leg go—
and i’ll always wish
i held on just one...

just one more moment
i’m so sad y’all everything feels numb
Bri Stokes
Time is a trickster;
the ticking clock: its vicious heart.
It impregnates.
It destroys.
It heals.
It unravels.
It dons the skin of an imposter
in the coldest stretch of night:
a magician weaving fantasies
that sear.
Though I wonder--
I worry--
are the days too long?
Are the nights too dim
and fleeting?
Do I dance through each
in a lurid,
patchwork nightmare?
Or are my dreams so full of pain,
that soon,
I'll shatter beneath them
and finally wake up?
A tale of 2020.
I grit my teeth as they say your name
Smile like I don’t care
My heart is pounding
I force the lie through my lips
And it burns like poison
You mean nothing to me anymore
What a lie that was
Broke my wings
So I couldn’t


So I stole his soul
So he couldn’t

He left
My heart shattered into a million pieces
He’s away for 2 years
I love him with all my heart
But he’s gone
He left
I can’t wait for him to come back
Jeremy Stacy
At intervals you chase, not sure what you’ll find
Occasionally separate but at times intertwined

Dismayed I have decided to leave you behind
Sporadically you linger, enveloping my mind

Offering more and not used to being declined
A facade of us exceeding, living combined

Pursuing me in close spaces until I’m confined
Succeeding into the night, anticipating I’m blind

I hear you calling your voice there to remind
Memories are pressed of you being so kind

Deceptive you become upon being unaligned
A separation between us makes you unrefined
Instagram jst490_poetry
In between ubiquitous pain
and shallow laughter---
---through my meandering rivers
I think of you

My proclivity for sadness
is my signature
And I’m sitting here
still staring at your pictures

When I said “it’s okay”
you knew it wasn’t fine
and losing a friend is losing a sacred poem
that once was lovingly mine
keila skie
I know
You care about me
10 more people do
Yet I can't get rid
Of this feeling
Of doom

I know
I have you
10 more people too
Yet I can't find a person
To talk to
late at night
time seemingly halts
with worldly wisdom bestowed
in blessed silence
Palak Datta
Make babies, not by-products of ***.
Abusive marriages lead to an abnormal upbringing. Stop giving your kid what you got. Don't fight in front of them. Because, it leaves a long-lasting effect.
Anderson M
A conflation of
Hues filled with lush mystery
Unmatched artistry.
#Portal to #soul.
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“Struck is the hour from its ivory tower,
At sixes and sevens, the stars in their heavens,

As minute hands dance at twilight's advance,
To the cadence of time, the archangel’s chime;

Listen closely for me at a quarter to thee,
‘Twixt the tick and the tock of grandpapa’s clock,

Unquicken thine pace, for run is the race,
Hear the pendulum lock, ziccoty, diccoty, dock.

‘There was a sudden stillness like the gap between ticks on a clock, but the next tick never coming.’
- Sadie Jones, The Outcast
It's sad to think that in a few years from now we won't know each other. Then again, in a few years it won't matter.
You have
as many chances
as you allow yourself.
Take one of them to be better.

We are all but
In the eyes of others
In one’s own
The truth
The lies
Fire and ice
Sugar and spice
Ingredients to life
Not everything needs a poem
it’s already

good enough.
your name is
forbidden in
my mouth
or in my heart
because when
i think about

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
Leslie Castaneda
Powerful barks from the canine sheltering her pup.

How beautiful the sight of a mother protecting her young.

I step closer since all I want is a better look at the mutt.

I notice her ears are up as if in constant alert, and her tail wags in frightened concern.

I feel her gaze on me as I bend to pet her newborn son.

So up close her true colors appear. With eyes as dark as coal, nails as strong as steel and teeth as sharp as knives, she bites at the hand that feeds. A closer look is all I asked for not a half bitten thumb.
I wish I only existed within the pages of a book
I wish I was as quiet as a whisper
Just barely there, barely heard
Like a sweet lullaby
I want to exist for a quick flash
In a dream that feels like thread unraveling
Ready to be broken away and gone within a second
But it was still there
Just for that
And that’s all I’d ever need
I’m already living it
I want to live inside a dream
A friend of mine told me
I write when I’m sad
She said it is as if I am in pain
And I said when I write it rains
When I put the pen on paper the clouds get dark
And when I stop
The birds of the sky sings
Coming out to play as the sun is out
No Nahme
In this cold world
Let us build a sanctuary together
A warm place
For us to embrace
Finding comfort in the arms of each other

Now that the right one has come along
I know where it is that I belong
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.
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 like *******.
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.
callie joseph
i couldn't tell you where
but she was surfing on her own
salty water in her hair
and a ribcage full of stone
the lit cigarette was smothered by the sand as the rains came in
Mystic Ink Plus
If you survived
That despair
That unfair
That chaos
That storm
That void
That emptiness
That silence
That dark time
Along the way
And yet, keep the balance
With kindness alive
And calm eyes

No matter what
You are not of this time
To be precise
You are divine
No less than the God
Don't know
Who needs to hear this
May be, the person reading

Your goodness
Genre: Inspirational
Theme: Hope is real
glitches, stitches ,misunderstandings
this is where we meet
unforgiven, unforgiving,
forgiven and set free
small inconveniences, physical hurts
emotional upsets
a helping hand, clenched fist
arms open wide.
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.

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