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 Nov 2020 Howl
Alex A
Respect
 Nov 2020 Howl
Alex A
Have respect
We are all human
We all have fought our battles
We all have battle scars.

Have respect
I wonder
why are we so quick to judge
why do we  jump to conclusions
just because u cant see a scar
does not mean it aint there
they are hidden unseen.

Have respect
not because he is human
respect the scars
respect the **** the person been through
even though he looks happy

have respect
because we all are like a pomegranate
when we get cut
the cuts remain
forever

Have respect
don't hit the gavel too early

Have respect
he may look alive
but he is dead on the inside

Have respect
self-respect.
 Oct 2020 Howl
aledyyL
Heartache
 Oct 2020 Howl
aledyyL
I'm not sick,
I'm not mad,
I'm not disappointed,
I'm not surprise.

Look closer, Hear me more.
Can't u see?

I'm hurt.
It hurts, so bad.
 Oct 2020 Howl
Nala Alfira
why do we born
to be weak
to be owned
to recover alone

why do we taught
not to say no
not to be heard
not to be complete
 Oct 2020 Howl
Sandoval
Strings
 Oct 2020 Howl
Sandoval
We were attached
by the same red string.
Except ours is wrapped around
our necks and each
time it gets harder and harder
to breathe; love wants
us together, but yet fate says
we simply cannot be.

Sandoval
 Oct 2020 Howl
Mystic Ink Plus
When you meet
Like minded who is
Good to your soul

You will find
Something
What was never lost

And
It taste like love
Genre: Almost Romantic
Theme: Still unaware?
 Oct 2020 Howl
Damaris ZA
weak.
 Oct 2020 Howl
Damaris ZA
there's no time for love
and no room for consolation

but

there's time for disappointment  
and room for failure
 Sep 2020 Howl
Emily
sour
 Sep 2020 Howl
Emily
i was always amazed
how you were capable
of loving
while hurting.
and i guess
i’ll continue to be amazed
as you love me
while I hurt you
 Sep 2020 Howl
Celia
Testing...
 Sep 2020 Howl
Celia
Does a poem have to be thought out
does it take years to edit and perfect

Or can it be,
can it just remain,
a few simple, raw lines
I wonder how many of us spend hours perfecting a poem. Or is it the raw ideas in our head that are truly the thing of beauty
 Sep 2020 Howl
Celia
Midnight
 Sep 2020 Howl
Celia
It often seems to me that the night
       remains
richer and more vibrant than the day
I like many others do some of my best (and worst) thinking at night
Sometimes it's a thing of beauty
Sometimes it's my way, our way, out
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