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 Apr 2015 JAM
Sam Payne
The memories are becoming extinct,
her dust has become not so magical
swept up in the corner of the dying tree
that once housed the imagination of
millions.
People are forgetting how to get back to Neverland.
Youth being torn out of their chests
with the force of Grendel.
Forts made of sheets and dining room
chairs transform into blank cubicles
with a broken fax machine.
Another day in the life of the
"wireless people", constantly living
in our technological limbo.
Second start to the left, straight on till' morning.
But the second star is missing and morning
never comes.
People are forgetting how to get back to Neverland.
Live fast, burn out... right?
 Apr 2015 JAM
Denxai Mcmillon
If I could do it all again, I probably wouldn't.
 Apr 2015 JAM
Tom Cruise
A Moment
 Apr 2015 JAM
Tom Cruise
You sit in front
Staring at once was
Contemplating your place
Among the swarming crowds
And the unfathomable abyss
Reminiscing about
The hurried sweat of summer
And the cold tang of winter
And the Jazz that seamlessly rolled
Days into years  
And decades into history books
 Apr 2015 JAM
Kelvin
Life.
 Apr 2015 JAM
Kelvin
An enigma of endless possibility,
yet people can find joy in it,
You have to be in vitality,
and you won't be part of **the pit
 Apr 2015 JAM
Remus
Beauty
 Apr 2015 JAM
Remus
"Beauty is an
adjective
not a person."

A quote my mother
told me when
I said I wasn't
beautiful.

But when I met
you,
I believed that
my mother
was wrong.

Beauty isn't just
an adjective,
it was you.
You were beauty
and this
is not a
pick up line.

Your face was
pretty,
but what made
you beautiful
was your
soul.
 Apr 2015 JAM
ShamusDeyo
Sage Poets
 Apr 2015 JAM
ShamusDeyo
Verse that sounds so bold,
Is penned by poets 'ere old
A more Stylish Tome.....
Becomes a Sage Poem

The Presence of the Verse
Is not enhanced by your age
But the age of your Poetry
Old or Young the poet may Be

And be a true sage poet
Ten Thousand words all
Polished and Hewed to
Seer your poets soul

Opens up your soul to all
To show the world you made,
Infinite within your Heart
A Sage Poet you'll be called
 Apr 2015 JAM
james arthur powell
I crumble beneath
The sea of sorrow
My tears are shed
On the white pillow
I toss and turn
Trying to fall asleep
But my eyes burn
And there seems no relief

Insonomonia plagues my inner being
Days gone by without any peace
What is peace anyway
When I haven't slept in days?
 Apr 2015 JAM
Eris
Untitled
 Apr 2015 JAM
Eris
In the end I know
This relationship cannot be mended by words alone
Tongues turn into deadly daggers
Piercing our skin        
Leaving wounds yet to heal
no words would appeal      
Words would not suffice                
A relationship as cold as ice
Never have I thought it would come to this
I would plead, plead that please
Let's just stop it
All of this is just for naught
But let us never forget the lesson it taught

" Words are like swords. If you use them the wrong way, they’ll turn into ugly weapons. There are cases of broken friendship that could have lasted a lifetime if not for verbal abuse. Once you sever your ties, you might not see each other again."
The quote above is from Detective Conan. It is also my banner in my page.
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