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 May 2020 Carlyyyy
Amarie
Why
Does
Everything
Have
To
Look
PRETTY
To
Be
On
The
Cover
Of
A
Magazine?

- Give
Me
That
Real
Life
Inspiration
Type
****!
Trying a few new styles, let me know what you think!
Wish we could play around with fonts on here, original poem format looks different.
 May 2020 Carlyyyy
Ruheen
Bite
 May 2020 Carlyyyy
Ruheen
I don't bite...
Hell.
These days
I don't even bark.

No bite, no bark, nothing.

Being tired tires you.

Plus.

I got nothing to bite.
Exam week. Ugh.
 May 2020 Carlyyyy
Ciel Noir
Burn
 May 2020 Carlyyyy
Ciel Noir
speak or write or walk or kneel
they will never learn
silence is not made of steel
silence can be burned
 Dec 2019 Carlyyyy
nivek
natural
 Dec 2019 Carlyyyy
nivek
falling to bits is natural
so why hide it
we all meet there in the end
 Dec 2019 Carlyyyy
nivek
you wanted to do the right thing
and in the doing
you became a welcome stranger to some
and a figure of contradiction to others.
 Dec 2019 Carlyyyy
Vicki Kralapp
I don't want a secondhand love,
a hand me down of yesterday's dreams.
I want a firsthand love,
one with whom I can make my dreams.

The love I search for is deep and long
an ocean deep and long as the sky.
The love I long for is more than just strong,
it's one that will last 'til the time that I die.

Hope has seen me through this time,
when I wished for heaven above,
for lack of a priceless love.  But now I'm
shot through by your timeless love.
All poems are copy written and sole property of Vicki Kralapp.
 Dec 2019 Carlyyyy
Pyrrha
Untitled 5
 Dec 2019 Carlyyyy
Pyrrha
You held my hand today
I'll spend the rest of the week
Thinking of everything it could mean
 Jan 2019 Carlyyyy
Preeti Karnwal
I'm different
Whatever I do,
Whatever I say,
Whatever I think,
It's different.
I'm not the sun, I'm not the moon,
I'm not the reflection in the lake.
I'm not the stem, I'm not the root,
I'm not the flower it bores with fate.
I'm different from the sky,
I'm different from the ground,
I'm different from the silence and
I'm different from the loud.
I'm different
In my works,
In my words,
In my actions,
It's all different.
 Jan 2019 Carlyyyy
Manan sheel
Life is a river.
Music is its flow.

Sometimes swimming,
Sometimes drowning,
I enjoy its melodies.

This life river takes turns,
Scenes change on both its banks,
Sometimes they are colorful and bright,
Sometimes they are gloomy and grey.

But I will trust it and flow with it,
enjoying all its scenes,
for I know in my heart, that,
all of it is just a play,
just a play,

And this harmony,
this melody,
is what is true...

© Manan sheel.
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