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Carmen_Jane
36/F/Seattle Through poetry we can learn practicing mindfulness towards all around us and more importantly, towards ourselves. / Now, you can find my book on Amazon , " You're not lost. Poems of hope, love, haikus and more"
Opened eyelids won’t let you see What’s here right in front of you Cherished dreams that lies beneath Your broken soul, they say they’re true As life goes on, we all do change And fit no more in the same place We feel entrapped in a golden cage We smile with tears that run down our face We search our purpose in old pockets We know to hope for better days We see the future in shooting rockets Cause we all hope for a better place
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Jul 6, 2021
Jul 6, 2021 at 2:24 AM UTC
Shooting rockets
We both built brick walls in front of us From time to time we push one brick out To see the other, but we always miss We never look in the right place...
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Apr 16, 2021
Apr 16, 2021 at 5:39 AM UTC
Mourning
Not knowing when a heart does open We are just looking for the clues We wonder why the words unspoken Choose traveling  on tunes of blues Avoiding gazes to collide And listening to words, not feelings We might just let a soul to slide Away, from this life fast spinning reeling Wait up, let the murmur of unknowns Fade in the quietness of darkness! Don’t worry about the stones not thrown If kindness stagnates, it collapses... I see remembrance of embraces In the stars of shapes of hearts Across the sky, they all form laces That puts together my heart’s two parts.
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Feb 11, 2021
Feb 11, 2021 at 12:25 AM UTC
My broken heart
Nothing was said by the tides of the lake As they were frozen in time Nothing will do to start and shake The core of this lake, oh, sublime! One can try to guess what was last spoken, Perhaps it was hating on all things unfair Nothing was left behind, not a clue or a token To unveil the secrets, to clean up the air One more look at these rough edges Underneath of a smooth glistening glass They are there ,muted for ages Frozen thoughts , waiting for winter to pass! Only celestial kisses that fall quietly Gather to form a white blanket On the chest of this lake, oh so lovely That holds its  breath, unshaken.
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Jan 25, 2021
Jan 25, 2021 at 1:42 AM UTC
Things unsaid
I used to wait for you, Right here in this corner And when I felt quite blue Your hug would make me warmer But now the days have changed, I step big steps on my own  path I feel we've got estranged It's really done, I've done the math That one time when you didn't hear me Followed by the other time you didn't see me I'm telling you one plus one is two, my friend I've done the math, we've reached the end.
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Jan 21, 2021
Jan 21, 2021 at 2:50 AM UTC
The end
What on earth you believed you could achieve Climbing the stairs with no fear of God Only one good man tried to make you halt Showing you he’s stronger than all With one look, a check for good measure He took a decision that saved us so much Fearless he nudge you to divert you Into following him for a good cause A hero that deserves the highest praise Your bravery made you our nation’s knight Of all that hatred you remained unfazed As there wasn’t time, but to do what is right!
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Jan 13, 2021
Jan 13, 2021 at 3:18 PM UTC
A good man
No one wants to buy a poetry book Of an unknown poetess Who does she think she is? Collecting words on pages Words that are revealing white spaces Pages that are meticulously numbered No one wants to buy a poetry book That appeared out of the blue To claim its pages carries poems Are they good enough? Perhaps a line, or two... No one wants to buy a poetry book What would they find in it? Dreams unfulfilled or pains that still bleed No one wants to buy a poetry book That grew like the freshest blade of grass Fragile and hidden in the cruel moss No one wants to buy...
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Jan 7, 2021
Jan 7, 2021 at 5:36 PM UTC
No one wants to buy a poetry book
Join me in my search of truth How could I be when you don’t hear my voice The wet grass is cold The moon is hiding behind clouds Join me in my journey now The wind cuts my skin, it’s cold My lips are dry from singing like a bird About the world I’ve seen and heard I wonder why there’s rain Droplets shedding pain Will it be sunny in the morning? Will the day turn back to me? Will I be here trying to sing About the laughters carried on butterfly wings? What if I stay, to see?!
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Jan 1, 2021
Jan 1, 2021 at 2:42 AM UTC
What if
Some say the wind blew sand in their eyes Yet the wind just said hello to the beaches The ocean was jealous and it raged in waves All wondered what does this moment teach They say the wind was mistreated as well On many occasions, they had observed But they only were brave to mention it now How the wind was called a loser, a clown! There on the shore, there’s this person, a clown His mouth always smiling, his eyes shed some tears He tried his best to cheer you, yet all you did was frown Your words, fools, put anchors on him, now he fears...
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Dec 16, 2020
Dec 16, 2020 at 2:53 PM UTC
Anchors
I am embracing the visiting pain that dresses in different shapes.This time I know not to avoid it, as it’s here to make me stronger.It’s here to teach me and it’s here to prepare me for what’s next.We are not supposed to be happy every moment, how would we  know empathy? Pain, pain I’m here to stay Teach me something everyday Pain taught me to be grateful Pain taught me to be soulful Of course, always be wise and always be safe Never stop and always your dreams you should chase It’s always calm after the storm, after rain In my cocoon I’m never afraid of the pain Pain, pain I’m here to stay Teach me something everyday
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Nov 26, 2020
Nov 26, 2020 at 9:54 PM UTC
Cocoon