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Bea Burnett Jul 2020
You are the flower,
I can not crest in my hair.
It is just not fair.
Bad religion
  Jun 2020 Bea Burnett
Vaampyrae
Some long, some tiny
Some literal, while some flowery
Some simplistic, whilst some dramatic
Some prefer to be unstructured
and some, pragmatic

And yet no matter how each poem is written
each is unique in their own poetic way
We live life listening to different poetry
And in poetry we live every day
People are poems. Not food. (XD)

I'm on a poem streak. Will rest for a while. I've read a lot of poems on this site and I find it absolutely wonderful how we live in different parts of the world, and don't even know each other's faces and names, and yet we connect to each other through poetry.

I believe each one of us has a story and poem to tell. What's yours?
I never regret the past
And its pain
Winter and its rain.
Time is fast
Good and bad
Will never last.
Seize your day
As if the last day.
Make of your life
A daily song
Even if things go wrong.
Life is pretty
Regardless of its being rusty.
Bea Burnett Jun 2020
A circle so soft,
I wept tears of happiness,
Finally I’m home.
I’d never felt so loved
  Jun 2020 Bea Burnett
Hannah
I may
be soft
but at least
I’m not
afraid
of my own
skin.
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