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 Jan 2014 RA
Cathyy
Oh, By The Way..
 Jan 2014 RA
Cathyy
Nothing you ever say is irrelevant,
meaningless, or pathetic..
Always use your words for good,
and write passionately from the heart,
and that itself, will make you poetic.
You see, everything you say,
every message you convey,
and every point you plot
can make you sound either genius,
OR ingenious..

either way,
You're a genius. ;]
 Jan 2014 RA
Mydriasis Aletheia
He walks for me now, out in the street, under the bough.
Definity; the feeling it, I know how.
Leave us, there is only one thing left for me now.
I miss . . . .

Whatever happened
to that quality, the character of life
that enticed me so?

Surreality broke my mind,
Ethereality left it behind,
Apotheosis deified,
Entheos sublimed.
The Empathion felt,
The Psychedelion knew,
Everything I did, I thought was true.

Maybe it is, according to point of view.
Take me with you.

I'm lost, alone, in a forest, in a room.
In this perfect darkness I can see you.
Here I feel true. Hold my hand
and let us renew.
Leave this plane of existence with me
and together we will surpass humanity.
Let us transcend the mind,
We will warp time
and alter the divine;
Together we will sublime.
Ethereality is what I've been searching for.
 Jan 2014 RA
Alia Sinha
I dreamt there were millions of
Bright little frogs
With jeweled-dew eyes
And glimmering legs that
Flashed and leapt about in your sea-kelp hair

And your skin was the brown of river-beds,
Warmed by midday winter-sun
And dappled like eels swimming

And your eyes held the liquor of pearls and amber
And the sting of scorpions
And the songs of river-stones

And in my dream,
There were *****
Like tiny polished pomegranates
Clasped in a long chain about your neck;
They skittered uneasily, whispering to one another
Of faith and betrayal

And your words, they were few,
Falling in indigo droplets-
Cool, distant
Murmuring
That held the secrets of the clouds

And you wanted me to understand
Something…
So urgently- something about death and what came after-
Beaches and endless sky, or purple meadows and pale stars,
Or just words perhaps…
I don’t remember
Except that it was sad.

And then I woke up-
Tears warm against my cheek,
Heart baffled by water-love and secrets,
And memory of a million bright little frogs
Glittering in your sea-kelp hair
 Jan 2014 RA
Alia Sinha
Oh sir, with your considerable depth and serious amount of cool
I think i might just like you like you like a swimming pool

The feeling is chlorine, cavorting, blue-green bizarre,
Slipping, and falling, and lengths gone too far

And at the end of the day, when I lay down and dream,
All the people and places have a swimming-pool gleam.
 Jan 2014 RA
Alia Sinha
Soft Roaming
 Jan 2014 RA
Alia Sinha
Oh, Cat-wanderer at carnival time,
Dusk is as dark as
Your heart is bright.
 Jan 2014 RA
Alia Sinha
I say, walk away.
Walk.
Away. Can you hear me speak it?
Walk away from that not-happening-love

What’s to speak
When words are of bronze and aluminum
Each syllable metal grain living bullet-wise bitter in your mouth...


Strip away the dross of the “why nots” and “what ifs”
To leave yourself with a hard, small, sad
Stone-heart
Smooth with knowing

What’s to know
When the facts are decided before-hand,
Written out in neat print-writing
On six-inch cardboard squares


That this love- such as it is- does not belong.
Is naught but itself, is no more. Is yours alone.
To take this fact, tear it to bits
And grind it beneath your heel

What’s to do
When the other people are pixels, dots, lines
Two dimensional child-drawn angels without wings


Do this with pride so that all who see you
Want to clap in joy at your courage,
Want to mourn, and to feel the glory with you:

Walk away,
Walk away tall,
Walk away tall and calm and super-duper cool
 Jan 2014 RA
Riley Ayres
She is evil,
her manipulative ways have warped my mind,
she is evil,
she has caused me to commit an unforgivable regicide,
she is evil,
her heart is stone, and it calls me to be executed,
She is evil,
her lies have made me lost, my sanity to be disputed.


I am evil,
this story has twisted me into a monster,
i am evil,
my body taken over by a ruthless imposter,
I am evil,
corrupted by my blood thirsty hands,
I am evil,
in my wildest dreams - these werent my best laid plans.

He is evil,
my best friend, who fears i have played foully,
he is evil,
isn’t what i’m doing sick and cowardly?
he is evil,
the father who brought out my fatal flaw,
he is evil,
silence! he speaks no more!
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