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 Jul 2017 Mikaail
Salman
Who Am I?
 Jul 2017 Mikaail
Salman
Who am I
Am I someone you love
Someone you like

Look inside me you'll see
Someone who is a human
A person
A son
A student
A child
 Jun 2017 Mikaail
Sami
Dreams come with hope
Hopes and dreams stem from our minds
Hope comes from life
It's our very vision, hope

Life comes from many sacrafices
We see through them what helps us get stronger
Life is full of losses
Losses that can never be recovered.

But

It allows our aspirations and desires to grow bigger
So we can one day look to the past
And forget that such a thing as failure could ever last
So we will no longer be the outcast to our past from which we now contrast.

Instead we look ahead to our hopes and dreams
Not the deafining screams
Of failure
 Jun 2017 Mikaail
Sjr1000
I offer you this innocence,
come on in,
condemnation
judgement
vitriol
are left on the other side
of the walls of skin.

Hearts may open here
tears may tumble
walls may fall
in this moment between you and me.

We will offer
truths and tenderness
for every imagined sin.

Life's a puzzle
the pieces are in
earthquake shambles scattered
across the floor.
There are places for each puzzle piece
to put together,
we may even find bliss.

Sometimes this life is too complex
too hard to fathom
too easy to plummet,
we all need a place to
explore
unload
forgive.

This is the innocence
feel free to come on in,
your secrets are safe here,
never told by me.

It has been said
we are as sick as our secrets,
burrowing through our eyes
in dark packets of disguise.
But in this sanctuary
lies dissolve
innocence returns,
We find a chance to begin again.

Put down the masks
Put down the resentments
Put down the propped up sorrows
Our truths will set us free.

The door is open
the glowing warmth of connection
is at your disposal,
come speak to me
the accumulated hurts of where you have been,
through these true confessions
hurts pass
not forgotten
but
forgiven.

We can begin again.

The puzzle pieces lost
will be found,
compassion and forgiveness
become our friends.

Abandon all pasts
seen through a child's eyes,
in this time of now
we can become cozy
snuggle up in this warm bath embrace.
Sometimes we all need a place to hide
in all the necessary pillows and comforters.

Either in words or in silence,
we'll find that spot of transformation,
begin again,
once you enter this innocence,
from the tangle
as birds well know,
we can fly free again.
 Jun 2017 Mikaail
LS Martin
I over hear my mother speaking to my father about me not knowing how to be alone. That my ex didn't give a **** about me.
Mother
I'm a 24 year old ****** who has never been with anyone. Do you have any idea what that is like? To ache for a connection you have never had? To yearn for a union that defies every life experience and principle you've come to know? To sit in your room and watch life pass you by while all your friends live there's? Oh Mother I do know how to be alone.
**For I Have Known It All Of My Life
Straight from my diary entry
Do I care because she's right? Or because it's my Mother who is the one saying it?
 Jun 2017 Mikaail
Vale Luna
Fate
 Jun 2017 Mikaail
Vale Luna
Wanting, crying
Pleasure dying
Always sighing
Never finding
What is seeked
Or sought
Or sworn
Or the pain
Constantly borne

Weeping longer
Crying harder
Distant hoarder
Desperate torture
Of all things
Through battle
Through war
What is lost
Is lost too sore

Sin in darkness
Far from restless
Burning weakness
Truly lifeless
Death that walks
Life in
Dirt ground
Darkened earth
Not safe nor sound

Quickly fleeting
Love depleting
Always bleeding
Never meeting
Ones we love
And friends
Left to hate
Heavy heart
Cuz this is fate.
A very random, abstract poem

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