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 5° 
Leano
Doing things to impress people
Drinking, partying and smoking
Getting high to cope with
The problems that are presented
In your life doing all the things
That you often don't do to
Try and find the person
That you want to be
Picking up broken pieces
Of the person you once were
Consumed by the liquor-giving
You a rush but ultimately
Losing yourself and asking
The age-old question
"What happened to me"
Was this trying to find me
In the things I hate really
Worth losing my sanity
 4° 
Mikey
i drove down this road today
a road thatā€™s tainted with your smile
your laugh
your eyes.
i drove until my eyes were blurry
and my lungs were aching.
even the trees sing your name,
throwing it around on a winter breeze.
youā€™re everything.
youā€™re everywhere.
 4° 
muizz
At this point in my life,
I realised that I often make the same mistakes,
Itā€™s like Iā€™m running in circle,
bound by an iron chain of mistakes.

I've tried, yet problems persist;
No tears or anger in my fist,
I can do it, no matter the start,
even with a broken heart.

I find myself treading through quicksand,
sinking deeper with every step.
But Iā€™m not afraid to keep walking,
All Iā€™m reaching is the vast sea of success.
Hi, this is my first time sharing my poem here, If you like my poem, you can read it more on my instagram highlight @muizzink_
 4° 
brokenwh1spers
I regret
Falling in
Love with
You.
 4° 
poetic mf
Nightfall waits to strike.
Waits to kick you when you're down.
It comes like a army, screams and yells and pain.
Thrashing.
Never stopping to breathe.

Panic Attack.
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 4° 
David Pan
Do you sense their means, a shot and fast,
Where words are power, opinion takes no feather light.
Where rhythm and rhyme will make anything be true,
A world of with others are waiting for you.
If your heart beats fast when you create and ran
If you want to share what wake your brain,
Come and join us now, let your voice be heard,
In the Poetry Club, where you truly awake
Write, and think, and we all create
New place for us to share, to trust.
Make your story, and you may best.
Languages do not make us alone,
we can make the beauty of it along.
You can use translate,
and itā€™s no, and nor too late.
From David Pan-Basis Independent Brooklyn/ Accident if someone get similar things as I do.
 4° 
lizie
heā€™s not broken like me,
so i hide my cracksā€”
afraid heā€™ll see the light
slipping through.
 4° 
Zazu
If theyā€™re not proud of me,
Canā€™t I be proud of myself?
ā€œSo we need to conform with you just being salutatorian?ā€
By:Ishmael S.

Do you have the same eyes I do?
Can you see things from my POV?
My point of view
But then again

You wonder, even when you hurt me
Do you really have no shame?
A contradiction, sane and insane
You and I are both different, but also the same
 4° 
dierdre
As the mermaid turned to bubbles,
For feelings she couldn't contain,
I too shall turn to ashes,
Consumed by overwhelming pain.
sometimes, I just want to disappear, like how the mermaid princess vanished into thin air.
 4° 
S R Mats
You were written
In a language
No one understands.

You became a star
In the night sky.
While I?  I truly tried
To read your code

When you burst
Into a supernova
Overhead.
 4° 
Joginder Singh
The future is
knocking at your door
to open the window of a mesmerizing
wonderful world.
But you have engaged yourself in the deep sleep.
It seems me you are in the grip of a horrible dream.
Be awake and aware
the present is the right time to achieve for the betterment of the life.
Nothing is impossible and beyond your reach and access.
Be become a self sufficient and successful person in thisĀ Ā life span.

The future is waiting for your initiatives to execute your plans in forthcoming life.
That is why , he wants to address you.
And you are merely lost in your ambitious life style and dreams.
Awake as soon as possible.
Nothing is impossible in the battlefield of life to achieve or self deceive.
 4° 
Kyle Rohling
Dull and grey
What has become of you
Lying face down, not a care anymore
Stripped of pride and redressed cheaply
So much passion and truth
Gone, taken in your youth
Go on and listen to your pendulum
Go on to your Annabel lee
Rest now, man in the street
 4° 
S
Listening to Pianos become the teeth.
I'm still 13 and lying on the floor of my childhood bedroom
the rims of my eyes, underlined pink with shed tears
-
I'm not 13 anymore
 4° 
wren
the effortless, careless whisper of death mumbles in my ear
ā€œthe clock is tickingā€
it rings and rattles through my bones
tick, tock, tick, tock
 4° 
John Fernandez
iā€™m addicted to the intimacy of closeness,
but i detest the limitations of closeness.

iā€™m addicted to the freedom of openness,
but i detest the infinity of openness.
just another gemini addicted to the contradiction
 4° 
Devin Johns
Spot red flags,
and tick the boxes.
Do the math,
then chase the foxes.
 4° 
Cesar Genao
I hate my emotions.
Itā€™s like I donā€™t have control
over what I feel.

Sometimes,
Iā€™m just sad
for no reason.

Sometimes,
Iā€™m just mad
for no reason.

I wish my emotions would stop
doing what they want.

Sometimes,
I feel things
and I canā€™t even explain what I feel,
and it makes me sick,
like a sinking feeling
in your gut.
Itā€™s super weird.
I hate it a lot.

I donā€™t know whatā€™s wrong with me.
Sometimes,
Iā€™m not even thinking about anything sad,
but
I feel so horrible.

I donā€™t know
if thereā€™s a medicine for this.
Iā€™ve already been declared not bipolar,
so I guess my emotions just hate me.

F*ck Inside Out.
 4° 
S R Mats
In the furnace of my mind
I burn to light up the world
With heat expanding a universe.
In pages unfolding I whisper to "Open,
Come in and see.Ā Ā Inside you can find me
And so many fascinating things."
Expanding, expanding, and hurtling forward
Our world is there before us all.Ā Ā If only
People would not think so small.
 4° 
Sora
I could tell him everything
Yet
I know
If I did
It would make it
So much harder
When I have to
let him go
 4° 
Nick Moore
I woke to find
Everything packed awayā€”
Carpets rolled up,
Bare floorboards
Revealed for the first time.

No one around,
My footsteps made
A strange
Sound

Then Gran came in.
"Your mummy and daddy
Aren't getting along."
This truth,
I learned too late,
Kept from me
Until this morning.

A day my mind
Will never forget,
A secret now
Unfolded.

We traveled to the new town,
My face
Wore
A
Frown.

The door slammed shut
Too quickly,
A bad case
Of homesickness.
What was severed
Now crystallized.

Now,
I never fail
To remember
Every
Detail.
 4° 
TREASUREI
JoƓn - For what it's worth.

How does it feel ..
..Feel to be human ...?

You know the deal..
Sometimes you'll lose themmm! (Sometimes you'll lose them )
Sometimes you'll lose  !
Well the flowers will bloom
- And you are all my fantasy
- this is not like you  WAKE UP!
This-this is not like yoU wake uuuuooooopp
-  paint a different picture, one that's clearer, you decideeeee!,
System overload,
The captain waves his men good byeee
Song 1 i made
 4° 
elysian
dead in the night
all alone
dead inside

eyes wide open
glued to the ceiling
gone all mental healing

all the overthinking
praying for redemption
followed by slow blinking
for shame, i'm left with feelings of abnegation.
 4° 
ross
i donā€™t always
think about you
with soft skin
wrapped in satin sheets
nor do i always
think about you
with wide eyes
and a forgiving laugh
but i do always
think about you.
i always think about you.
sometimes i wish i could stop.
sometimes i wish iā€™d never stop.
sometimes i donā€™t know
what it is i am even thinking of
but there you are.
between each thought
between each flash
an infinite number of neuron's
firing through my brain
an endless electrical dance
and still
there you remain.
 4° 
alanie
that girl with blue eyes
ice-cold rays of rising flames
how gentle they seemed

those darkened clouds cried
and im a fool
for thinking the tears were real
I lit his birthday candle
with the same lighter I use
to burn my thighs
 4° 
Jon York
In French you don't say
"I  miss  you".   You say
"tu me manques", which
means "you are missing
from me."
I love that.

Do  what  makes  your
soul shine. Take time to
make  your soul  happy.
Put yourself at the top
of  your  to-do  list.

Sometimes I amaze myself.
Other times I can't remember
what day it is.

Be brave
Be kind
Be happy
Be creative
Be thankful
Be you.                                                                                Jon York   2024
 4° 
Heixz
If You Were

If you were a star then I lay on the roof
and stargaze at you.
If you were the moon then I would like to
to be your sun.

If you were a song, I would listen to you
until my ears bled.
if you were the air then I would inhale all of you.
If you were a drug then I would like to get addicted to you.

And if you were a house then I would not leave you.
Lastly, if you were my love then you wouldn't have to worry
because I would not look at others since I already have you.
 3° 
Liana
Blow the on the dandelion
I pick from the ground
Watch my wish fly away
Going everywhere
Landing all around

It's the same wish I've always had

I wish while I blow out birthday candles
On 11:11

So many wishes wasted
On an impossible thing
On an impossible person

I wish my wishes wouldn't be wasted
On you
In my drafts for a long time
Felt like it was missing something
Whatever

(this note was written by your older self giving you a hug and thinking how you have no idea what's to come)
i would take my own life
if i even had one
it feels strange
when i'm not deranged
the overwhelming peace
makes my body relaxed
and it feels nice
to live a peaceful life
but it's so weird
i'm used to
the constant flow
of overwhelming waters
not sure where to go
constantly crying
beaten by a void
but now i am akin
to a yogi in a warm cave
an egg yolk becoming a chick
to live a life of peace
feels kinda sick.
 3° 
Corrinne Shadow
When I was small
I wrote a song.
It was as wild
As it was long.

I did not know
How to write words
And so I sang
With the morning birds.

Now I am grown,
I am depressed.
I write long things
Just to impress.

I do not sing,
I only sigh.
When I was small
I was alive.
 3° 
andy fardell
Drip drip drip bled my heart
Tick tick tick sounds the clock
Fear fear fear from those eyes
As time strikes it's chime

Do you scare what I scare
Does your end feel as I
The game we play is chaptered
Our history of all we made

I won't fly far
A Robins song we'll sing
As the sun rises
As the moon falls
Sing sing sing ...it's OK
 3° 
CJ Sutherland
Contemplation
A whole new nation
Inner-flexion
Introspection
Ponder think
Every blank

Most people are
reluctant
to change
Quite contrary
While others
Live arbitrary

Set in their way
Sedentary all day

I am labile
The one constant
thing in life
Is change
Ready or not
Life rearranged

Change can be
A beautiful thing
Caterpillar on the
Ground
chrysalis
All around
Butterfly
In the sky

Change is
beyond
Our control
All we
can do
Is go
With the
Flow



Inspired songs;
1)A change is gonna come1963
by Sam Cooke
2) Rolling with the changes 1978
By REO Speedwagon
3) blowing in the wind by Bob Dylan 1963
BLT Websterā€™s Word of the Day challenge
Labile
Readily open to change
 3° 
David P Carroll
A juice so divine
Tasty just like wine and
Made from fruit that
Was perfectly ripe
It's taste so sweet
And delicious and
It just couldn't be beat
And left you feeling just fine.
Juice
 3° 
Keyanti Maslai
Darling,I was made of glass,
You were made of iron.
I felt for you
and you destroyed me.
I'm just blank for the first time
 3° 
MuseumofMax
The scars that I bear so well

They still burn
 3° 
Lawrence Hall
Lawrence Hall, HSG
Mhall46184@aol.com

              About That Beautiful Lady Sipping a Cup of Earl Grey

Youā€™ve noticed her, I see ā€“ just a word of advice:
I was chatting with her over cups of tea
I mentioned that Earl Grey also tasted nice over ice -
There was ice indeed as she turned away from me
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