Aug 13 LeBobbe
Ryan Holden

We can both become
Predator and prey to make
Beautiful nature.

  Aug 13 LeBobbe
Lauramihaela

I write you into my poems at midnight
So that I never forget you;
I write you into my prayers at midnight
So that you never forget me.

  Aug 10 LeBobbe
Carlos Salinas

She is an open book...
In Quantum Physics
Written in Chinese

LeBobbe Aug 10

Why not?

Minimalistic
  Aug 10 LeBobbe
A Thomas Hawkins

Never fall in love with a poet
for their words are sometimes lies
on occasions they're a shield
on occasions a disguise

They will take you on a journey
upon which they bare their soul
in a bid to ease your burdens
in a bid to make you whole

But in every word they choose
for the stories that they tell
lies a little piece of heaven
and a little piece of hell

Tormented souls we poets are
sometimes quite broken and despaired
in search of lost expressions
missed by others who once cared

Never fall in love with a poet
unless you're prepared to share their pain
to hold them close on the darkest nights
over and again

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LeBobbe Aug 10

Myself.

Minimalistic Poetry
LeBobbe Aug 10

If you're happy and you know it clap your hands.
Clapping along the symphonies of masterful wishes.
Organizing thoughts of benefits while basking in hugs and kisses.

Smile like an idiot while walking on the street.
Affect everyone who sees you along the way.
They'll thank you later for brightening their day.

Have you ever heard of the silly walk?
People seem to argue that its about its standard form,
But you naturally the walk and people swarm.

Things are silly and thoughts are random.
The goal of things are to make you smile.
The thought is to make you look at my eyes.

Did you look at my eyes?
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