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Time for bed,
Rest your head,
I'll  protect you dear,
from the nightmares you bare,

Close your eyes,
Count to three,
You'll be safe with me,
I promise you my dear,
A sweet lullaby for a furry buddy or to your precious little flowers ♥️
Feeling that my parenting days will be over as they start to get older
grumpy thumb
If I could
I'd take your smile
put it away until times weren't kind
I'd add it to the wink you left behind
That would carry me through most anything.

If I could
I'd preserve your kiss
Keep it safe until times of loneliness
Reminds me distance keeps you from me
I'd open the lid and let the touch
Carry me to you
xavier thomas
My hands were never created to be put on a woman.
Unless I was ready to make love to you

My mouth is not made to lash out,
Simply uplift you from depression. You matter

My eyes are not to wander.
Just to see you in my life

My ears must not hear evil.
But to hear you sing lullabies at night

My actions are not meant to planet seeds in
every woman I see.
Only in your garden, my seeds will grow in strong soil, you’ll see.

My mind is not designed for manipulation.
Seek wisdom so that we become closer because knowledge is power

My soul is not corrupt.
It serves a purpose that will inspire you
I serve a purpose
Ariana Solo
After we die
We all become stories

Stories of our failures
Stories of our glories

After we die
We all become a memory

Memory stored in a treasury
Our wings shall be feathery

After we die
We all become a poem

Earth we will roam
But we shall never return home

After we die
We all become alive

We will all survive
And in the new kingdom we'll thrive
Piyush Sharma
People always fell in love...
No one rises to love,
Cause when you're down... feeling low,
With darkness around deep and shallow,
Love won't demand your last breath,
It'll help you not to be afraid.
It won't demand you to rise for it,
It'll help you rise, smiling along your soul.
Just you won't ever feel alone.
But when it leaves, and you perceive its significance,
When you took it for granted...
Instead of realizing that it mattered.
It just leaves you broken....
With your soul frightened and shattered.
I may not be absolutely perfect in terms of LOVE...
But its just what I felt and learnt from my momentousness,
And penned what I could.
Emmanuel Davies
Free a short word
On a long run
For some its a big fraud
Their minds keep them bound
Freedom is a thing  of the mind
The brighter the light,
the darker the shadow.

The brighter the smile,
the darker the mind.
It's the brightest smiles that hide the darkest minds
Susy Kamber
The sound of the leaves written primarily by trees.
As such was the beauty heard plainly with ease.
Up mountains, round rivers.
A song for the birds.
For the people that fly there.
Across valleys was heard.
Now what be the mention of this, you may wonder,
Alone to unravel the blur from down under.
A song can be sung from the language of trees.
I heard in the sky and then carried to thee.
I learned
to plant the seeds
of happiness.
There are flowers
where the scars
used to be.

The beauty of
a broken heart
That doesnt need
to be healed
something then nothing
silence, then
spirals and motions
under the notion
left with emotions
of confusion upon confusion
your head is heavy
your hands are shaky
to be around others
you’re nothing but another
your truth speaks softly
but your lies tell stories
along with control,
tranquil let go
this is your punishment
their forever entertainment.
Juul Thief
i got mugged on the street because the person wanted my Jordan brand mask. So I called the cops, and when they came they fined me for not wearing a mask....fml
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!
जब सहता है जीवन रिश्तों की धूप
बेटी आती तब बनकर ठंडी बयार

घिर जाये जीवन कभी किसी व्याधि से
हर कोई देखे निराशा, शंका आदि से
धैर्य और मुस्कान से तब भी
काम लेती बेटी रूपी ठंडी बयार

जमाना हर मोड़ पर ढहाता है कहर सा
मुश्किलें खड़ी हैं मुंह बाये डायन सुरसा
लेकर नाम भगवान का तब भी
हिम्मत देती बेटी रुपी‌ ठंडी बयार

कहता है हर रिश्ता बारंबार
आपके जीवन में भी आएगी बहार
पर मैं कहता हूं वो बेटी का उल्लास
ही है मेरे जीवन की ठंडी बयार
#best wishes of daughters day to all HPians.
Savio Fonseca
I wish I could Spell,
the Tears that are Falling.
Whipped by a Storm.
Your name, I keep Calling.
Darling...........U left Me,
with a Broken Heart.
After crying each Tear,
My Life has fallen Apart.
My Broken Heart lies,
shattered on the Floor.
Each piece is waiting,
for your knock on My Door.
A Broken Smile,
shows up on My Face
and Tears of rejection,
is written all over My Place.
Mrs Anybody
make promises
you’re drunk

Your sober self
will be
also check out my other poems!  :)
The rain can make us sad
until we see closely the beauty
of a single raindrop
and so to the same with life.
that which I cannot have
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
Broke my wings
So I couldn’t


So I stole his soul
So he couldn’t

RJ Romero
The streets are quiet

the night is dark

but the lamps are brightest

The moon is in its highest

peak and the world

is stark naked


As 12 strikes the clock

You walk alone


Never minding the

dangers told

Bared senses

Mind calm

after days of storm

Smile forming on your lips

Be careful still

And come home

Slip beneath the sheets

Eyes shut and sleep deep

Outside, moonshine glows
scared to dig too deep into myself

- erased
Pepper Dove
When hopes and dreams
Are soon to come
I rise to face
The morning sun
Just when you think you will soon fall asleep, the sun decides to come out.
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
Thomas W Case
I know they look like sunrises and sunsets, but I was painting you.
When I painted all the rivers that lead to the oceans, and the glorious starry nights, and the flowers; the sublime orchids and the tender roses.
In the end
and from the beginning,
I was painting you.
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
Erin Riley
You asked why
it’s so hard
for me
to speak up
for myself.

I looked
into your eyes,
took a breath
that swallowed
you whole.

Inside is a girl
asking questions
and looking
for answers
her smile
would never
talk about.
The wind roars
The sky is patched with clouds
The leaves swirl in the wind's embrace
Palak Datta
He said- "You are a rose,
Pretty to look at; But hurts when close.

I told him he was a cactus,
Words couldn't describe him; So I used my canvas.

And the desert I painted could never,
Grow both of us together!
I do love you;
Just not the way you want me to.
Not everything needs a poem
it’s already

good enough.
Little Raven can't fly;
Locked up in a cage full of thorns and cypress vines.
Even if little Raven tries;
Its heart will eventually die.
Its soul will also cry;
And that would be a goodbye.
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
Krystal M Toney
And when the sun had set
the coolness embraced
her frolicking silhouette.
And it was here,
buried in the darkness of her mind
that she saw the stars
for the first time.
Sometimes a certain amount of darkness is required in order to truly appreciate the beauty and complexity of a star.
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.
While you’ve been smiling
I’ve been dying.

While you’ve been laughing
I’ve been crying.

While you’ve been kissing her
I’ve remained alone.

While you’ve been talking with her
I’ve been drowning in silence.

While you’ve been dreaming
I’ve been thinking of you.

While you’ve been happy
I’ve been writing stupid poems
And wishing death upon myself
Because I see no light at the end of the tunnel.
Like 3 of my poems were too long and I feel like not many peeps read them bc of that, so I decided to break them up as best as I could into chunked single poems.
They are made of stars. Made of celestial beings, ever-present and never failing to make people gape at them in awe. There’s that unwavering need - itching under my skin - of desire to be selfish. To linger my hands on their flawed, moonlit skin. To be able to cup their heavenly face, to be able to peer into their starry eyes up close; I have never kissed a constellation but I would very much like to. Maybe my love for them is planetary and astronomical and maybe all I can do is orbit around them
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.
We all are fighting
Invisible war
We don’t know who’s winning
But we all see everyone losing
Why do you
let me hear
your melody
If you never
let me read
the lyrics?
Why do you
come to me
If you never
I want to swim
but you keep me
upon the surface.
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