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Born Feb 2015
I used to be an infant
Innocent and full of life
Then earth happened

I was a prey
now am a predator
trying to fight for my existence
in a world full of salvages

Only the strongest survive
that was made clear

Some love me
others tremble when am  seen
but if I did ever care about what you think
I would be long gone (dead)

I know am a ticking time bomb
a star waiting to shine
a thief waiting to be crucified
Or just a miracle of life
  Feb 2015 Born
Stephen E Yocum
I too have taken a two month leave of HP.
I don't think anyone noticed. That is how it is on
Social Media, words that live only for a day or
two turning to cosmic cyber dust and forgotten
as such.  As if only the now, the new matters
and perhaps only to their creator. Like a fleeting
thought in our mind, here and then quickly gone.
Replaced by hundreds or thousands more.

"Old Poets never die, they just fade away."
But I for one Joe Cole, will miss your thoughts
and words. As I too fade away, take my leave
to write another book. Loved my time here
as I'm sure you did too.

Be well sir, be well all you creative people.
All the words matter as do you.
Sincerely signed,
Another old poet.
Seeing things for what they truly are is important.
Social Media is not a Life Style. It's a dalliance , a
recreational endeavor at best. Best taken and enjoyed
is small doses, avoiding obsession.  Real life and living
does not dwell on a lighted screen,  within the chips of
a computer. We need to take a walk, open our eyes.
Real Life is all around us.
  Feb 2015 Born
Sameer Denzi
Have you not seen...

The twinkling stars like glittering gems
Guiding voyagers, inspiring philosophers
The sublime horizon at dawn and dusk
Blackish blue, Pink and tangerine hues
The majestic mountains like titans stand
With crowns of white, an awesome sight
The mighty river, the great life giver
Meandering her way to a briny abyss
The endless ocean; its blue horizons
Of abundant bounty; of great voyages
The blooming meadows where cattle graze
Where maidens play; where poets gaze


Do these wonders not make you ponder -
Can such beauty exist, without an Artist?
Can a poem ever exist, without a poet?
  Feb 2015 Born
Joe Cole
Traveling in the last hours of darkness
Down this long and dusty road
Looking up I see the moon so full
On her journey through the night

I want to leave my earth bound life
And on her take a ride
For she is traveling westward
And would take me to your side

I continue on my lonely way
The sound of road noise in my ears
But if I could ride upon that golden orb
It would wipe away the years

To ride the road of the milky way
To your side where I belong
No radio or CD playing
Just the sound of angels songs

Is it just a dream I'm dreaming
Or could it become reality
To be with you my own sweet love
Just us, just you, just me
  Feb 2015 Born
Julia O'Neary
I would rather be single
on Valentines day than be
the object of your obsession

I would rather be heckled
by the critics in the comedy club
that is my love life, than
hear the venom in your voice
through the phone at 3 am

I would rather never get laid
than feel your hands creep
inside my ******* again

I would rather drink cheep *****
than taste the lies in your kisses

I would rather buy my own
flowers than smell your
scent on my favorite bra

I would rather be blind
than see what you call love

I would rather be alone
on Valentines day than
be your ****** valentine
Born Feb 2015
So i wanna write you a story
Something motionless
time stops and heart throbs
darkness reigns and fear strikes
Love is all I had, hate is what i grasp

So what happens when stars refuse to shine
and the land is left to be hollow
like the despair we cling to
or the cracks in our hearts

Something happened to earth
it's veins flowed with the darkest of waters
torn into pieces  

we sing songs of hope
with faint hearts and low tones
hoping they don't hear the misery in our voices
Born Feb 2015
I wanna write a poem that is thunderous
'to show that this lion can definitely roar'

I wanna write a poem that will leave you gaping 'no,he didn't just write that'

I wanna write a poem that explains the reason for my existence

I wanna write a poem about earth
'how its beauty extends from the sky to the land and blue seas

I wanna write a poem that is priceless
'you like it ,reread it,and probably fall in love with it

I wanna write a poem about her
'her beauty is enough to drive you insane

I wanna write a poem about your atrocities
infidels and your toxic relationship

I wanna write a poem that is simple

I wanna write a poem that values love
'explain why true love grows on the basis of mutual respect and reciprocity

I wanna write a poem about who I am

I wanna write a poem of us
'how magical and beautiful our love was

I wanna write a poem that flows like energy

I wanna write a poem about forgiveness
'anger malice and hate shouldn't be your daily meal'

I wanna write a poem about poets
'your brains are vast'

I wanna write a poem that draws wisdom from all cultures
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