Poem. Call me poetry
Debbie Jean Embrey  ***! how those words spoke to me! Very well done! I love the part about calling you 'Messenger.' Keep inking! :)

Poem. She's said II
Terry Jordan  Amazing piece, esp. "It is for us to wash away our painful confusion with tears...." I'm sending a sympathy card today to the mother of a former student of mine, so this really speaks to that most terrible loss that we have no word for it. TFS, Born

Poem. I won't forget that you liked my poetry
Mary-Elizabeth Cotton  Beautiful write! I especially love the lines "When I could barely form words,/that would impress my shadow."


Poem. I'm Born
Pradip Chattopadhyay  your words are fabulous

Poem. Hi(gh)
Kim Johanna  Baker  Great write Born...I must say, you are a great writer and enjoy very much your pieces...this is raw and gets the message across.. tyfs... kimx

Poem. If I told you my story
Law lith iminika Reading this was like observing a preview to a movie, but I didn't pay for it, instead showed up willingly. And I'm hungry for knowledge and inspiration because I was refused popcorn

Poem. Thank you Pamela Rae
Pamela Rae  Please know that you have such talent and your words not only touch me, but so many here--keep writing, expressing and touching our souls, dear Born. You are a gift to this world and deserve to find your way, to embrace peace and tranquility and it will come. Will be sending along good vibes, thoughts for peace and happiness and Room to breathe with ease... (((hugs)))

Poem. Hello poetry
Wolf spirit Wow ..is this a poem . Because Id rather read this than delve on eloquent flattery of wistful words . Honesty expressed with such brevity is still the best policy .


Poem. When my heart pounds a little bit more
Modern Serenity  very well executed! truly deserves to be the poem for atleast a week. freaking fantastic poem. well done. honestly totally jealous of your poem its truly amazing and well said.


Poem. Shantel
---  Superbly penned, echoes of the great Pablo Neruda

Poem. Here we are
K Balachandran  so peaceful and meditative
yet passion filled love and life
chiseled and beautiful...without hiding truth
you have eyes full of love and light
exquisite..
Bala

Poem. Virgo 
Star BG  And..... open gateway to healing the soul.you are such a master with words. Thank you

Poem. Dusty coin
Pax  there will always be hope, even just a spark, or one candle, it can do many things in the dark..

Poem. My deepest sympathies
South by Southwest  There are answers to every question you pose . Only by a lifetime of searching will you find them .

Poem. Muse dear daughter
Sylvia Frances Chan  A most divine poem, loving and caring words. I have enjoyed this poem very much. God's Blessings be upon thee. Thank you for sharing this divine piece.

Poem. Leonard Cohen
Lazhar Bouazzi  Ah! Wonderful poem about one of my favorite poets/composers/singers of all time! Thank you for sharing

Poem. This poem III
Wyatt  Such a harsh, blunt piece. It hit me right in the gut! Congrats on the daily!

Poem. I won't forget that you liked my poem
patty m  Comments are a wonderful gift. I love your poem and the emotions that surface you are truly gifted.
hugs

Sally A Bayan  So much truth in your wondeful, touching words, Born..
I keep coming back to this poem...just had to repost.
Thank you for sharing

Poem. Juliet
Jamie King  I like the flow here the transition from one imagery to the imagery while maintaining the same flow requires a certain degree of finesse. Excellently executed piece

Poem. Un(real) istic
Botan  A high tech emotional intelegence will take over while humans express thier feelings by emoji. good writing
Poem. Poetic flavor
SøułSurvivør An awesome tribute! You're one of the poets I would elect for showing the most growth of any on this site. My heart twinkle with happiness, TOO! Thanks for your heart, Born! ☆♡☆

Lori Jones McCaffery  You make exquisite use of the words you have captured, Born. Keep thirsting. Love

SøułSurvivør Awe! I'm so glad to encourage you... you have such a powerful way with words. An innate talent. I count you as one of my best friends here. Be blessed!

Poem. 5 million am not just a number
Corvus  Wonderfully compassionate. It's so easy to be kind and sympathetic to those on your doorstep. Those further away but in even greater need are often ignored. Brilliant write.

With every curve on my well structured, magnificent being, am black
How could a momentary mirage of foreign glitter make me forget that am black?
Even the sun kisses my bronze beautiful skin because am black
With a pure heart and a serene soul, am black
Neither actions nor words can accentuate my color, am simply black.

i can't write anything
no idea
no words
feels like my brain is literally locked

For some of our most important beliefs
we have no evidence at all, except people that we love and trust hold these beliefs.

I stopped writing like I used to
and I tried writing like your used to
but the syllables and hard words am not used to

am dry with words that can intoxicate you
but I know if I write my truth
the stars will glow as the wind brings you

so am gonna write to unfreeze my heart
am gonna write the unspoken words
am gonna write to free me from the chains that strangle me

"Born"*
was created from lost hopes
dead dreams
unwritten tales
tough waves

"Born"
has magnitudes of words to be spoken
to be written
to be heard

"Borns"
profile is simple

If I told you my story*

You wouldn't be satisfied
You wouldn't understand it
you would seek more of it
and still beg me to stop narrating it
you won't bear the pains
but you will crave for the joys

"Born"
is most about reality, life
not much fiction

Seeing how all things die
Foster's compassion

Call me a smoker
If you can read my poetry and get high on it
Call me the messenger
If you believe my poetry is talking to you
Call me a rapper
if you can create lyrics out of me
Call me a preacher
If you believe my Scriptures made you believe in God once more
Call me a taker
if you read my poetry a thousand times from different beings

Call me a pretender
If my poetry is just one of those many fictions you've read
call me a killer
if my poetry made you lose hope in love
call me a stranger
if you don't know me but we can still cling
call me a liar
if you just hate me and my poetry
call me a sister
if my poetry lived in one of your moments

Call me an executioner
if I told you that "bitter" truth you always knew but escaped
Call me a brother
if you know deep inside we are one
call me ?
If I showed you who Romeo is
Call me diary
if you read my poetry and remembered that you were here once upon a time

Call me a stalker
if my poetry is always talking about your ex
call me a friend
If my poetry told you that you love him/her very much and that's the scary part
call me a believer
if my poetry said something about judgment day
Call me a poet
if you believe am getting better at expressing myself,your world and the moment

If your reading this right now and you believe poetry is what brought us together.*call me Carter

Beats!!!.....mmmh

Beats and weather,

flying from my haters like feathers

The music is so loud

I can't hear you beggers

                       Click

Why hate fears,am with all my peers

Worst worst worst. Flagitious

Always under me you can never understand me

Up in tha sky,shining like never

My future so bright,"nightmares" a reality

                   Click... uhuh

Imma knock your head off 'huh' am I a sadist??

Remember me on the stairs

With my eleven tears

Praying wishing hoping for your extinction

If you can't relate,i will finish you with spears

                Click....click..huh

Listen up clickers

Am a winner with no wings

A kisser with no lips

a Knight with no armour

When I slice you wide open;I'll leave you for the cheetahs"

Ever thought what's like to lose the rest of your life in a second
in a blink of an eye

Your twelve year old relationship gone with the wind
your wife is now somebody's wife,happily married for 5years

Your eleven year old kid
now a fully 'bass' teenager

your grandma
she's been dead for almost a decade

how could you know any of this
you couldn't
you just blinked and its ten years later

Your not part of present at all
you're the past
you've always been the past

He sat there
Puffed his cigarette, unable to move
He just sat there
Like a compelled dog he stared
He wouldn't or couldn't blink
He gazed like a lost soul seeking salvation

It was her eyes that stopped his heart
blue they were
a blue that he would willingly get lost into
in that moment, he utterly fell in love
without those eyes
he would languish in the wilderness

she had
a soft smile like an angel
her beauty, oh my her beauty
left him wandering like a lonely soul

Am in pain!!**** illness.things like such make me wounder if i should get "my person",to hold my hand when things go south or share em blosomin moments..mmmh!! Isma'el 'wake up' leave the dream  and embrace reality; life is what you make of it..eh!nah! Life is but moments!! Be optimistik,make better choices,...yahhh man!!

Come to thnk of it i shouldnt be thnkin of such illusions,mayb am hapier alone, i just dont knw that yet

The way things are going
Soon we'll be asking
What is good about this morning
With covid showing its might
And money literally loosing its value

Suddenly we remember those days
slaved away
Not lived, but skimmed
And your entire being
To its entirety
Flashes before you

And you begin to ask, is the virus
An enemy or a stern reminder
Of ways forgotten by many

The guest is gone
I can't help it but weep
For sure am heading back to sleep
My lost soul chained i  can't leap
I still joke that the guest is gone
So i meek with destiny for my own
nake

tell me why we never changed
tell me how we always go back
tell me why we are still tamed
tell me if there's good in badness that
we aspire

change is a difficult deed
your only required to decide
though the puzzle is their to 'slug'
you behind

don't let your spirits and confidence
be undermined
with void and vanity of this world
protection comes from your lord
So seek guidance from greed
with the world coming to a certain
end
cynics as brothers you don't need

pray for us and them
that we all glow while darkness fades

I miss the days when i got a comment that said that was awesome

the days when plagiarism didn't taint our papers

the days when berly dov,
the fictional real character of hello poetry
didn't dominate our thoughts
our discussions

the days when Joe challenged our might to toy with words

the days when no one was competing to hate the other

the days when "Deborah"
didn't have to write about the hate that we are so eager to embrace

the days when I didn't have to write that
Hello poetry
should rest in peace

Why am I good at giving advice than I can't keep

Whispers (Don't fall in love, your not ready)

but here I am secretly in ruins

Desires got me losing myself
what I once deemed as principles
are thrown out the window
Slowing gambling my soul
As a means to an end

But still
This question pounds on me ruthlessly
What does it profit a man  
to gain the entire world and lose himself?

Dear earth when I told you I liked her more, I wasn't kidding

Dear earth, time stopped  whenever I saw her.

Dear earth, tell her if I could go back and change everything I would

Dear earth, the pain is real, the pain is so much real I can't even breathe this words out

Dear earth, your so strong and patient, I wish I could be like you

Dear earth, they say wisdom comes with age, mine came with pain

Dear earth, I would have loved to love my father

Dear earth, what happened to heaven on earth. All i see is hell on earth

Dear earth, am melting into lava

Dear earth, you've swallowed kings and the mighty, be gentle with me

Dear earth, am still holding onto this dear fragile life

Dear earth, why is this poem so empty

Dear earth,say something

You don't have to kick me when  am down
I've learned my lessons the hardest way
And it still pains  me to ask
Does my suffering make you feel better?

My sluggish shadow
Stapled to my body
Reeking of despair
And the wanting, still keeps wanting

he asked!
Showing a masked face
Or faking a smile
Is all you've got
Does it help you in survival?

Fleeting memories, still
Clinging to my existence
I wasn't always like this
But it happened to me
Until it happens to you, sayonara

Without you
am like a singer with no song

She has the coldest heart but she's warm as a devil

Does it hurt?
What?
Dying

Does it hurt
What?
Writing

Does it hurt
What?
Memories

Does it hurt
What?
Running

Does it hurt
What?
Lying

Does it hurt
What?
Numbing

Does it hurt
What?
Crying

Does it hurt
What?
Silence

Did it hurt
What?
Loving

echoes of the days long gone
reminiscing, reminiscing
memories is all you have
before memories is all I had

at 7 I was just a young toddler who enjoyed climbing trees and taking risks

at 15 the world felt more real ,my innocence taken,now am more cautious

at 20 I enjoy studying and hopes to be a doctor are still fresh
but am forced into love, just blinked and am a wife and a mother

here I am crying ,trying to stitch up this broken heart at 27.
Love is not bad but falling in love is horrible,a thought I pondered upon

here i am
Just turned 80
seen enough evil and nasty
experienced love and wonders of this planet
years are lessons
that I tell you