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This flesh is temporary
When the boy grows up
To be an old man and dies
His flesh returns to the earth
But the lights that filled his eyes
Returns to the energy
 Jun 2015 Kelynn
Fish The Pig
It took me four days
to write one less-than-mediocre poem about him.

It takes me a minute
to think of a thousand poems
about
**you
for T.L.
 Jun 2015 Kelynn
Josh Wong
Maybe
 Jun 2015 Kelynn
Josh Wong
Maybe it isn't so bad
To have someone you love
Not love you the same way

Maybe it isn't so bad
To fall in love with an eternity
One filled with pain

Maybe it isn't so bad
To be the only one loving
To be the only one caring

Maybe it isn't so bad
To die
As long as it's still real

Maybe it isn't so bad
To watch you fall
To watch you love another

Maybe it isn't so bad
To rot in your smile
To see you happy

Maybe it isn't so bad
To see you leave
To see you forget

Maybe it isn't so bad
To love you with pain
Even if all it ever was,

was in vain.
 Jun 2015 Kelynn
epictails
One flower slept soundly

in the ground

perhaps not wanting

to be found


I picked it up

for it looked quite

lonely



But then how funny

because

*
I was, too
 May 2015 Kelynn
Fayez
Little Girl
 May 2015 Kelynn
Fayez
Little girl, why are you sad?
"I fell and cannot dance anymore"
Such a fragile thing little girls are
A little time and you can dance once again.
 May 2015 Kelynn
Emily L
I wish I could be fast on your bike
The way you travel this world
Like a kid or enthusiast.
To feel your heart race
against your shirt
that has me quick into thinking
that maybe I've learned
While you ride fast
I fall
and there's no looking back
Only me  watching you go.
It's emptier now
when I can't hear your voice
saying, "good morning"
to the shops opening on my street
As I lay in my bed
where dreams only fool me
I can imagine your wheels turning
as the soles of your feet
Break ******* the pavement.
Maybe you'd look up
Just for a moment...
To see if my window was open.
Still, the heart doesn't know
that my mind begins learning
If you ride fast I fall
and there's no returning
Only you and black bicycle
 May 2015 Kelynn
Gabriel Dorian
I only write when I am falling in love
Or on the height of its adversary
But this time I write
As I pick myslef from chaos
To rebuild who I am
And continue living.
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