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 580° 
Salmabanu Hatim
Nothing matters,
Faster, Faster,
I pedal away,
To a bright new day.
Gives me wings to fly,
Every terrain I want to try,
Also chase the blue sky.
With the fresh open air,
As it messes with my hair,
I cycle everywhere,
In the woods, on a street or cycle track,
Here, there and back,
Up the hill I huff and puff,
Going up is tough.
Oh,what freedom!
Like the joy of stardom,
My mind crystal  clear,
Lots I discover as my bike I steer.
Round and round the wheels go,
In the sun, rain or snow,
Every moment I relish,
Never to end I wish.
18/11/2019.
 580° 
Nada
kalte Nacht
dunkles Licht
keine Macht
blinde Sicht
niemand lacht
trauriges Gesicht
verlorene Schlacht
ein Herz bricht
sag es nicht
trauriges Gedicht
 506° 
Leanne
#28
I miss you.

I want to hug you.

Cuddle with you.

Kiss you.

I want you.

You might not be perfect in your eyes,

But you're perfect to me.

I love you.

Every "imperfection' you complain about.

Beautiful.

Perfect to me.

I love you.

So much.

But hey, you probably don't want me anymore.

I'm annoying, stubborn, refusing to do things.

Sorry.
 308° 
Raj Bhandari
I HAVE, GIVEN UP, PLEASE DON'T TRY,
DONT TRY TO STOP,& DON'T ASK WHY!
 284° 
Robert D
Pain doesn't scare me
I am scared of not feeling
The pain anymore
All the things I would do,
If only
You called my name.
 222° 
Jessica Lofts
I’ve been dreaming,
Of all the faces,
Of all the people I have ever loved,
Apparate and shatter,
I do not want yours to end up here.

I look to you,
The way the flowers look to the sun.

Do not excite within me,
What you cannot contain,
Within your arms,
Sometimes this all spills out of me,
Help me not to overflow.

I’ve never wished people,
Good night but I want you to know I’m dreaming of you.

I never want to reach the fall,
So keep driving,
Down the blue roads,
In my skin until you reach the centre.

Please remove all sharp objects from your person before you enter.
 217° 
yne
guess I'll keep saying
I love you, hoping the next
whisper will be true.
tell me love, if it is still love if we dont feel things anymore but we try to be mature and still stay together
 190° 
Donall Dempsey
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the insects made a fuss of them
like a cloud of full stops and commas
attending a Punctuation Convention
 167° 
Irene J
I wish we never meet as friends,
So we can fall in love as strangers.
Maybe in another life.
 144° 
Jeff Stirrat
I hear the clock chime ,
The soundtrack of my lifetime.
Play , silence , repeat.
 127° 
Ragna
As the red gushed out to resemble a river on the floor, there was a sense of tranquility that was never there before.
And although that lasted but a minute, it was worth it.
 120° 
skywrites
Hello old friend,
We're so close, yet far apart,
One of my demons said, "We're friends forever."
The other said, "Do you even know each other?"
The 1st one, "Yeah, all the time, we're together."
The 2nd one, "So what? What do you know about each other?"
The 1st one, "I know her happy side."
The 2nd one, "So what? Tell me about her demons."
Thus, ended the fight.
 117° 
saint
remember to never ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever
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compare yourself
 101° 
Silverflame
You brighten up my day
in such a peculiar way.
My usual blue feeling
morph into a smile which the
familiar tears can't wash away.
 93° 
Seanathon
Rest your face in these hands of mine
No grasp or claspe necessary
As steaming whisps escape your peppermint lips
I realize this
That you aren't even close to a distant memory, no
You are just as clay
A white lipped cup of herbal tea
Intoxicating and soothing
Dulcetly flooding all of these cold November senses in me
A younger me didn't write like this. A younger me didn't enjoy IT this much.

XD

Her, Most Beautiful, Peppermint Tea

Claycupseries
 78° 
Hope
I haven’t visited you in days
But I still feel your eyes on me
We’ve been in a drought for weeks
But it has rained every day since you left
I haven’t heard your voice in months
But your laugh still rings in my ears
The sun hasn’t shined in years
But I still see you in the sky
 70° 
Mari
Why can't my
Heart be empty?
 67° 
c a r o l i n e
Fear rejection
Want attention
Crave affection
Dream of perfection
 60° 
Sam Hawkins
within the modern human of me
lives the innocent indigenous

within the indigenous
the modern

inside and outside
there is no difference

my heart my silence
humility sing

i am equal in importance
to a stone to a mountain top
to a grain of dust
 55° 
Anna Freshour
even in your arms,
you've been out of touch.
 51° 
Radhika Krishna
I stare at the mirror
not because I'm vain
and not because I'm pretty
I stare at the mirror
because the person looking back
is not me
It's a black, shadowy wisp
that runs away
when I try to touch it
I'm referring to myself as a shadowy wisp because nobody really notices me anywhere and I shy away when someone does notice.
 51° 
Traveler
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!
Explanation 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
Hay
No matter who you are
You have my deepest respect
I love you all!!

Welcome aboard newbies!!!

Who said explanation marks were merely laughing at your own joke?!

Actually my grand daughter gave me this poem!
 49° 
ThatBrokenOne
Look arround
Look at the things you see everyday
The gras, the trees
At all the falling leafs

Life is pretty arround
Life is pretty inside
Forget the pain
Don't let your life be in vain

Look around
Look inside
Look at the falling leafs
Look at the glowing trees

After pain comes love
After death comes life
All around are fallin leafs
To become anew flourishing trees

Keep your head up
Keep your heart open
Love is near
There is nothing you have to fear
 49° 
Tobe Rune
Google maps says
it will take me
21 days to
walk to you.
Just enough time
to break the habit
of thinking
that I need to.
 48° 
yasmin
Everything you hate in others
lives deep down
inside of you.

Find him.
Find yourself.
 44° 
LunaThads
I couldn't think of
Anything nice to say
Hence; the silent
I've portrayed
The awkwardness
Of the night
Keeps bugging
My tired heart

I couldn't think of
Anything nice to say
Even my smile looks so pale
I was nothing but stale

I’m trying to be calm
I'm trying to stay content
I couldn't keep a straight face
the past hit me hard
it kept me awake
forever alert

I wondered if he noticed
The rage on my face
The grudge in my eyes
The distrust of his words
I couldn't think of another act
To cover up my disguise face

I've been used
To living alone
And his coming just
Add another groan,
I couldn't think of
Anything nice to say
Hence; the silent
I’ve portrayed
You
Didn't
Forget
To wish me
You remember me
What else a ♥ needs more than this
Beautiful feelings
They trespass
The way
You
Do
 42° 
Jo Pietersen
the wrong one
will find you in peace
and end up leaving you in pieces

only the right one
can find you in pieces
and guide you to peace
 42° 
Steve
Because the earth’s round
Doesn’t mean it’s  having a ball.

Because waves crash
Doesn’t mean that they aren’t in control.

Because the sea is deep
Doesn’t mean that it’s thoughtful

Because land meets the sea
Doesn’t mean that they agree

Because you float my boat
Doesn’t make me the captain.
Five little ten worders to ponder.
 41° 
Gavin
I cough words
onto a page,
and hold it up to the world.
They call it art, they call it poetry.
 41° 
Anka
Nights may seem long,
but day must come eventually.
 39° 
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.
 38° 
Adrasteia
You played me like a poker game
Your love was a bad hand of cards
“Bet it all”
Said the dealer
“Be my queen of hearts”
I handed myself over
Hoping I’d be enough
I wish I could’ve seen it
I wish I called your bluff
 38° 
LLillis
The coldest night air
Seems no different than the
Space around the stars.
The mercury is dropping faster then we expected. It’s not quite polar vortex weather yet but the dry air and static warns of its approach.
 38° 
Chloe Haas
My periods turn to semicolons
My suicide notes to poetry
My goodbyes become hellos
The blades turn to sunflowers
And the bullets, a rose
My heart still is broken
But the pieces have been found
Death isn’t for me anymore
What is, in the here and now
I still don’t feel enough
But I am alive
And that’s enough to say
Today is not the day I die.
 34° 
Laiba
What I really want
What I really really want
Is to die
I HATE LIFE
 33° 
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.
 33° 
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.
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