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 Oct 2018 Esther
5oulPoet
Sunset
 Oct 2018 Esther
5oulPoet
Sunset like drizzling honey
Spread across a toasted sky
Evening, a swirl of emotions
And the warm glaze of her arms
Both of us nested in the twigs
Of seeing our lives intertwined
 Oct 2018 Esther
Lil Lalo
It took me seventeen years
to understand
what they meant
when they said
That the monsters don't live
under beds.
 Oct 2018 Esther
Matthew
Quotes ii
 Oct 2018 Esther
Matthew
Didn't figure I'd ever find myself
So far down again
So desperate to stay numb
Its just easier than
Dealing with the pain
In circles
Kick the can down the road
You can do what you want to
Whenever you want to
Big nothing
 Oct 2018 Esther
Maya
i like seeing people when they're sleepy.
completely real
unfiltered humans,
yawning in their baggy nightclothes,
worn blankets wrapped like shawls,
and soft smiles
as they claim they aren't exhausted,
no,
their eyes are just tired.
their low mumbling gives them away every time, though.

people are wondrously beautiful in a
natural, peaceful state.
hey you, you know who you are, i love seeing you sleepy but you should get some rest. sleep is good for you. i love you a latte. go to bed. <3
 Oct 2018 Esther
Day
brutal lie
 Oct 2018 Esther
Day
inhale
i am NOT nervous for the day
you see me the way
i see me

exhale
i wanna love myself the way you tell me i should
 Oct 2018 Esther
Imanuel Baca
Silver shining clouds blue,
squeezing tears out of,
choking twisting melting,
screaming skies.
colors deepen to mock me,
here eyes are ice cold blue,
I remember is was cold,
December my heart still,
a burning ember,
New friendship washing over,
tight and tense<
Like spring,
we walk over a bridge,
Its hate full and wants,
to go back to being dirt.
Should every poem flow? Should every poem rhyme? Or is it a enough that the poet conveys those illusive feelings that cant be put into words we call poetry?
 Oct 2018 Esther
Luna
This is for you:

-the girl who is so ashamed because of her acne,
-the girl who cries in front of her mirror because she doesn’t
look like Picasso’s muse,
-the girl who forgot how to smile because of her problems,
-the girl who cries her eyes out every night because of him,
-the girl who is so terrified to attach because of her past relationship,
-the girl who is different from the others,
-the girl who wants to save every soul she meets, except hers,
-the girl whose heart, blood and soul runs wild,

-you are so much more than the sprinkles from your skin.
-you're not Picasso’s muse, but you definitely are God’s muse.
-don’t waste your life being so stressed, just enjoy the journey.
-you need to be strong.Cry your heart out, but stop,your tears are too worthy , make them rare, for the real ones.
-try to love yourself first, then someone else.
-your future is not defined by your past.
-you need to save yourself first.
-run with them, darling, and never look back.

This is for you, girls.
You, no matter what, are good enough.
You are lovable.
You are strong.
You are independent.
You are different.
You are rare.
You are you, and that is your power, learn how to use it.
love yourself, girl
 Oct 2018 Esther
Day
my lover
did not
hurt me

he
made me
oh, so wet

doused me
d r e n c h e d me
in kerosene

eyes flickered
as he
lit the match

quivered
in my
quirky way

and
found myself
A L I V E

my lover
did not
hurt me

when
he set me
on fire

i cry not
for
this beginning

but
this heart
is scared

s̶h̶e̶ ̶k̶n̶o̶w̶s̶

flames
i n e v i t a b l y
burn out
 Oct 2018 Esther
Anya
Shy
 Oct 2018 Esther
Anya
Shy
Sometimes,
Poetry is easier
Than socializing

Because in poetry
One can get it all out
In one go,
Without being
Hindered by
Social
Anxiety

Then,
People get to comment
Without being
Unable to listen to the whole story
You’re
Too
Shy
To
Finish
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