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 Oct 2022 Àŧùl
Thulani Molefi
As the rising morning sun
shines its immaculate rays
on a field of sunflowers
these flowers , they awaken
from their nocturnal slumber
and ever so slowly
they spread their petals
and gaze upon the Sun

For in the Sun
they found an eternal source
of life , hope and warmth
And just like the Sun
will my soul tirelessly
shine upon hers forever
giving life , love and warmth
to this Sunflower , deeply rooted
within the crevices of my heart
 Oct 2022 Àŧùl
j a connor
night
 Oct 2022 Àŧùl
j a connor
gentle is the wind
softly screaming
as the sun dies
 Sep 2022 Àŧùl
Healer
Villian
 Sep 2022 Àŧùl
Healer
Why does it feels like I am the villian?
When all I do is choose myself over the burning world.
 Sep 2022 Àŧùl
Eshwara Prasad
Life will be rewarding if you have the will to fully appreciate both the challenges and the joys.
 Sep 2022 Àŧùl
Healer
Life
 Sep 2022 Àŧùl
Healer
Is it my life or a puzzling disorder
Can I trust these murky waters
Close my eyes and put my faith in this deceitful mirage,
Hoping it will lead me to my heart.
The crystal fear is getting stronger,
my ****** tears flowing longer.
The noisy train promised a destination but thrown at me are uncertain equations,,
My naive steps waver with hesitation.
The pelting rain owed me a rainbow,
not this wretched game of life
Drowning me, dragging me below.
 Sep 2022 Àŧùl
cs wondering
This is not a poem;
This is an artist screaming to be heard in the abyss of life's harshest realities.

This is not romantic;
This is an artist learning to to be in love with her very self.

All this years, I have been trying so hard to create a person I could love.

Little did I realize, what I was looking for has always and-
will always be within me.

I think I've learnt to love myself.
I think I'm finally free.

This is a poem;
This is an artist screaming to be heard in the abyss of life's harshest realities.

This is romantic;
This is an artist learning to to be in love with her very self.

All this years, I have been trying so hard to create a person I could love.

Little did I realize, what I was looking for has always and-
will always be within me.

I think I've learnt to love myself.
I think I'm finally free.
I think-

— c.s wondering
Hello friends!

It's been so many years since I last came on here to create poems. I guess something sparked inside of me tonight, and just like that- I'm back.

And I hope everyone has been well x
 Sep 2022 Àŧùl
eleanor prince
When I was born - mother collapsed
then she got well - never came back

Daddy was gone - most of the time
when he returned - we were attacked

Sister was told: "Feed her or else!
Mix it up right.  Keep your trap shut!"

Daddy got poor - sold me for food
babies were best - earned the best cut

As I grew more - daddy was rich
hooked on the sale - power it brought

I wanted out - pleaded my cause,
he forced me down - never was caught
 Sep 2022 Àŧùl
eleanor prince
Have you stood
enveloped by
circles of
heavy fog

wondering if
a special skill
could clear this
suffocating smog  

and no attempt
to decipher
the map
shines...?

You find
a crossroad
replete with
multiple signs

if you dare step
towards the light
a dead-end presents
obscuring the road

treetops sway
join the ruse
each route
adds a load

Then fresh winds
sing dawn's song
like a lover's kiss
unlocking tracks

the cloak of the
hazy horizon
lifts and you
can relax

you see
you're there
and you're like
an anti-******
 Aug 2022 Àŧùl
TigerEyes
Rock me to sleep, and I will curl up in your strong arms
with your words you cradle me from harm
softly, softly you rock me with your arms
gently rocking me to to sleep from anyone who wants to harm
my soul to hurt — or, my soul to keep —
a soul like mine that’s pure, and good
darling, darling I feel understood
for the first time a man that will watch over me
who see’s my spirit
who see’s me.
This poem is copyrighted and stored in author base. All material subject to Copyright Infringement laws
Section 512(c)(3) of the U.S. Copyright
Act, 17 U.S.C. S512(c)(3), Krisselle S. Cosgrove January 14th, 2016
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