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 Jun 2020 Tiana
ultraviolet
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 Jun 2020 Tiana
ultraviolet
Dating me is left-over pizza at 2 a.m.
Hope you don't care.
 Jun 2020 Tiana
Arek
always look at the bright side of wife
not the dark one holding a stick or a knife

not the one loaded with verbal ammunition
or the one directing an inquisition

but the side that is full of love and laughter
and you'll both live happily ever after

right after this spring morning's fight
because it's your fault the sun is so bright
We spent the day in saltwater and heat.
And the sun gifted me with all the kisses we could not share
And left a lasting blush upon my face,
that will remind me of you
and the way that you make me feel.
This warmth that you give me.
And the pleasant pain in my cheeks from my stubborn smile.
You placed tiny pebbles, one by one, in the nook of my back.
They’re light - like you.
Easy. Comfortable. Playful.
You are a pure joy.
And life is sunny with you.
 May 2020 Tiana
Chris Saitta
Mothers come gently to our rooms, the sunset kiss on the forehead,
Woven homilies from their baskets of forgiveness and spools of yarn.

But for the grave, this heart its coiled sunset unspools, so long entwined
In woods and seas that redden now into the soul of all sunsets combined.
 May 2020 Tiana
Maya Angelou
A free bird leaps on the back
Of the wind and floats downstream
Till the current ends and dips his wing
In the orange suns rays
And dares to claim the sky.

But a BIRD that stalks down his narrow cage
Can seldom see through his bars of rage
His wings are clipped and his feet are tied
So he opens his throat to sing.

The caged bird sings with a fearful trill
Of things unknown but longed for still
And his tune is heard on the distant hill for
The caged bird sings of freedom.

The free bird thinks of another breeze
And the trade winds soft through
The sighing trees
And the fat worms waiting on a dawn-bright
Lawn and he names the sky his own.

But a caged BIRD stands on the grave of dreams
His shadow shouts on a nightmare scream
His wings are clipped and his feet are tied
So he opens his throat to sing.

The caged bird sings with
A fearful trill of things unknown
But longed for still and his
Tune is heard on the distant hill
For the caged bird sings of freedom.
 May 2020 Tiana
Imran Islam
Let Your name be safe
in my heart always
Let my eyes run down
with tears for You my God!

I'll always remember you
in my youth
I'll always bow down
to you on earth
Lord, let me hold the truth.

My sins will make an ocean
if I get them together,
Please be kind oh Creator
and forgive me forever!
Let me read Your Book
every morning, my Lord!

I want to be a good person
with full faith in You,
Let me stay on the right path
with peace and love, O My God!
BE
 May 2020 Tiana
FS-30
Good enough
 May 2020 Tiana
FS-30
You looked at me
And wanted to see her,
But I wasn’t her
And that was my beauty.
 May 2020 Tiana
ryn
Lend Me...
 May 2020 Tiana
ryn
Lend me your eyes.
So I could fill them
with the bursting stars.
Telling tales of the spellbinding universe,
singing songs of exploding suns...
and of splintering quasars.

Lend me your thoughts.
So that if I may,
write of them.
Fantastical scribbles of love
and praise.
Meticulously lined
and carefully stitched...
with immaculate lace at the hems.

Lend me your breaths.
I'd catch them as they fall...
between the words you would say.
Merging mine with yours...
introducing colour...
and vigour
to my monochromatic world of
black, white and grey.

Lend me your heartbeats...
for mine thumps erratic.
As if beating in silent mock.
I depend on the steadiness in yours.
So they could usurp
the ticks of worldly clocks.

Lend me your hands.
Palms up as a sign,
perhaps as an invitation...
for me to take them.
And maybe...
hopefully fill them...
with mine...
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