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I live on planet poetry...
A world where continents are replaced by words and dreams...
A planet where time and space don't exist...
A place where the sea is made out of sonnets...
And where the rain carries the sweet sound of verses...
A universe where the moon and the stars dance to the wind...
A galaxy where the sunrise is an ode to happiness...
And the sunset is a ray of hope...
For a better tomorrow...
Can't think of a better world...
A world where there is always hope...
It's worth  living in it...
It is easy to get inspired when breathing the atmosphere of the poetry planet...
 Jan 2022 Khaab
Amanda Shelton
Upon the flow of words I fade
slowly into the dark.

Poetry is like the light, it shows
me the way.

I'm always hunting for the words
to say, within the forest of my
dreams lives the possibilities
of poetry.

I'm like a ghost, I haunt this post
with my creative designs.

I play well with the words,
they welcome me with open arms.

Line by line the passion grows,
it burns deep within me never to
fade.

©️ 2022 By Amanda Shelton
ℙ𝕖𝕠𝕡𝕝𝕖 𝕔𝕙𝕠𝕤𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕔𝕣𝕠𝕨𝕕 𝕠𝕗 𝕤𝕥𝕦𝕡𝕚𝕕𝕤 𝕣𝕒𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕒 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕝𝕖 𝕔𝕝𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣..
 Jan 2022 Khaab
My Dear Poet
“lay low”,
said the lilo
and stay slow
till the wind blow
go down
don’t drown

go on
slip along
stay afloat
in this boat
be brave
stay strong

drift and glide
hover and rest
ain’t it lovely
ride and slide
feeling alive
without a guide
or safety vest
Life is such and so
 Jan 2022 Khaab
Zoe Mae
Mad Libs
 Jan 2022 Khaab
Zoe Mae
I've been living too much to write
Instead of writing too much to live
Now I know why I hid in plain sight
Amongst frilly words and mad libs
 Jan 2022 Khaab
Pr nandni
Sometimes it's better to leave the pages BLANK
Sometimes the BEST is to not EXPRESS everything,
Let your emotions be wrapped beneath TRUST
Put your LOVE on the lap of future,
Let it BORN with peace.

Don't sum yourself up in ONE word,
Just LEAVE the pages blank.
Leave it blank
Timeless grey cobblestones
Shadows in the dark
Glow in soft monochrome

Hallways and archways
Lead outdoors
Wrought iron frames uphold

Sun shines over the young
Away from the gnawing
Twists and turns

They ride into the fields of gold
Whistling into the woods
Treasures of youth unfold

The path unseen
Moulding the soft clay in fragile dreams
Marking a trail clean
Inspired by a photograph in monochrome
Street photography- Twitter
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