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 Apr 2019 RJP
Iska
Unplugged
 Apr 2019 RJP
Iska
We are all so clever,
With our posts and our lies,
And honest comments deleted
To wither and die.
Filters for beauty free of flaws
So we may withstand societies claws.
So we upload
pictures, stories and posts.
I wounder what is it
we long for the most?
To be accepted?
To be seen?
To cause envy?
Or Jealousy?
What is the point?
The whole worlds plugged in,
And we all have hundreds of thousands of “friends”.
yet who is it that
truly cares for us in the end?
Face to face?
What a disgrace!
Letters to send?
This must come to an end!
Written word?
Thats simply absurd!
Memories made?
They still do that these days?!
Now this is a crazy idea..
Just a thought..
But,
What if we all....
Just unplugged?
Not once or twice
And call it a night,
But more like a day?
To spend as you may?
To feel the sun?
To laugh with friends?
And make beautiful memories
to carry with you til the end?
Enjoy the moment of pure bliss,
Without
filters, comments or harsh judgements.
To be yourself
and embrace your life,
Then when your done
You can replug.
And check on all your comments and likes.
And see which was the thing you remember at night.
I get it.
I do it too
But sometimes you need to stop
And just be you.
 Feb 2019 RJP
annh
skidding down the slopes
of a Friday afternoon
deadlines looming fast
my rickety toboggan
- clattering alarmingly -
navigates the final run
and with a sharp turn
delivers me sweaty-arsed
but still in one piece
to the door of my weekend
at six on the dot
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 Jan 2019 RJP
Vic
Ready to leave
 Jan 2019 RJP
Vic
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O Y T A S K J S H E L P M E H T G Y I A D G K S A J D K
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 Sep 2018 RJP
Shofi Ahmed
What made Rumi
is not the poetry.
That's media not
the end of the discovery.

The reality, ***!
Can a bard stich
a word on it
where none nothing
can stand still?
Treading on the way
poet Rumi sings.
In response to a BBC article 'Why is Rumi the best selling poet in the US?
 Aug 2018 RJP
Crystal
Scars
 Aug 2018 RJP
Crystal
I regret it
I regret the scars on the top of my thighs
Just below my hips
I should of been stronger
I shouldn't have cared what they said
But I did
I was stupid
And I regret it now
All those words they said
Telling me to do things that no one should hear
My so called friends
Saying I should trust them
And me handing my trust over to them
Just for it to be shredded and used against me
And him
The 'perfect' boy
Who used me
Tore my heart
Ripped it out
Then jumped all over it
Its torture being in love
Because after all they all did to me
I still love them
But I should of just talked to someone
Then cut myself
Stupid
Hello everyone!!! If you are experiencing any pain right now please message me. I want to help rid you off that pain. I can be your personal fighter for you. I love you all and noone should experience sadness even though it does make us stronger. I love you all
 Aug 2018 RJP
Hannah Christina
Anything can
look like a poem
and sound philosophical
simply by moving
the words on
different lines.

Am I doing it right?
Is this
really
talent?
Art?
Effort?

I think I am trying.
Really, I am
I go back and change the order
and I break lines
where it sounds right
But it does not take me long.
Not at all.

I try to be
intentional
and call it natural rhythm.
Instinct and style taking over
I alternate between
agonizing every detail
like When to Capitalize
and publishing free form poems without looking over them twice.

How is writing supposed to feel?
Should I labor?
or should it flow?
Or do I get to decide?

I think the things I talk of
mean something
at least.

But am I just
pretentious?

fooling myself into thinking that
using common poetry formats
somehow makes my work worthwhile?
Problems only We True Artists face.
 Aug 2018 RJP
Ariana Bagley
I love him
I tell myself
I know that
We will be together forever
I don’t believe that
We could be separated
My thoughts tell me that
He’s the love of my life
Sometimes my heart lies and says
I could live an eternity
Without him
Like my friends say
“We’re perfect for each other”
And you can’t tell me
He’s not the one.

Now read from bottom to top.
 Aug 2018 RJP
elle jaxsun
running
 Aug 2018 RJP
elle jaxsun
i always have
the urge to run.

but what is it like
to be a tree?

to be confident enough
to root yourself
and grow with
wild abandonment,
being unapologetically
you?

i'm still running,
but i wish i knew.
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