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  Jan 2017 Alice
Ovi-Odiete
There's a certain uniqueness in being strange

The thought of being different,
Unique with words,
Best amongst equals


The thought of being the light amidst the dark
Invading all chasms
Shining forth


The thought of being strange,
Like a talisman abstruse
Strong, yet soft in approach


Tall, yet bend when the wind blows,
Cold, yet melt with emotions,
Better by far


Best amongst equals

Ovi OdieteĀ© Jan, 2017
I just needed to write something to come out of writing drought
  Jan 2017 Alice
Mysidian Bard
I come from a place
Where reality's a dream
We sleepwalk awake
Silent are the screams

Uncertainty is certain
Lies are absolute
Destruction just creates
The vital and minute

Consciously unaware
Of our intended mistakes
Reminded to forget
That giving only takes

I come from a place
Where eyes never see
Through the mists of illusion
Surrounding you and me
  Jan 2017 Alice
Ana S
Here she stands smiling.
Grinning she stares.
A girl without a care.
Always lost in her mind.
Always careful not to waste time.
Still I wonder why did she choose me?
She could easily be with anybody.
For some reason we were pushed together.
A special day in smiths, all the way up till now.
The morning I can wake up next to her are the best.
I won't even begin to mention the rest.
My mind wanders as she lets me think.
I'm just taken away by all the memories.
Memories of the past.
Memories yet to be had.
I'll share them all with her.
She is my world.
I love her to death.
Til death do us part...
That's the words right?
Yes, til death do us part...
  Jan 2017 Alice
Dmytro from Trotskiev
Yes, you are ugly
containing a thousand thing
I refuse to understand
and continue to hate.

But for millions of grey
and faceless people
who constantly lie.
There is a silly beautiful few
So intresting and felling and dear.
Those, who will understand me and hear.

And for six month of starving
and nearly giving up my life.
There are free month of waiting
so sweet as I know what is next
And there are three months of living
When the luck is the law.

So I still love you, my dear world
And the only thing I ask you
Is to call the odds in my favor
So I could try living one more time.
  Jan 2017 Alice
Damian Murphy
If the world my oyster be...
Then, my love, the pearl is thee.
Without you my world would be
Just a shell; would be empty
  Jan 2017 Alice
Allen Robinson
Oh to let go and
be free to dance
like no one is
watching you
moving your
body with an
energy of youth
Hands lifted high
and spinning about
with eyes closed
to feel the music
Connections made
as bodies intertwine
in animalistic motions
with no cares as the
reality of the day is
lost in the sound.
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