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 Feb 2020 Sylph
Traveler
Hellopoetry
 Feb 2020 Sylph
Traveler
Is there any buddy out there?

Am I the only one?

Could this be the end?

Is this site said and done?

Shall I post 1 million words and read them to myself

Shall I write 1 million poems and place them on a shelf

Within the womb
With in the mother
Have I yet to discover
Light beyond the darkness
Forcing me to breathe
Is there anybody out there
Or am I all alone
Life is but a dream
We cannot control
........
TT
 Feb 2020 Sylph
Brooke
Confusion
 Feb 2020 Sylph
Brooke
Poetry is love
Love is complexity
Complexity is normal
Normal an illusion
 Feb 2020 Sylph
Ashly Kocher
To be an “open book” is one thing


But to be able to just read in between the lines



Is completely another thing....
 Feb 2020 Sylph
Marya0324
Run
 Feb 2020 Sylph
Marya0324
Run
If there were a fairy land
To which I could run
With nothing to see or do
I'd bask under the sun.

Why does this monster named Life
Push us to hate it so?
I'd rather leave and walk away
Than pretend it makes me grow.
The darkness wraps around me like a long lost cloak
The night is young, the night is old
I wandered the woods many a night
The tree bows gently touching my hair
They pat my head and tell me that everything is okay
The night is my escape of inescapable pain
 Feb 2020 Sylph
Stained Glass
We take secrets to our graves that are no big deal to anyone but ourselves.
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