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 May 2017 Zen
Ana S
Why is it we speak language. One uniformed form of speech. It's acceptable in society that's why.
Why is it if you can believe in a god that he still puts babies in the graves. Kids dying for illness everyday. Explain that.
Why is it that life quality still *****. I'm still here. Me and my bottomless bottles of pills.
Four of these. Two of these. One of that.
Why am I here.
Do I have purpose?
Maybe my purpose was to be a faint memory...
One to pass with the blowing leaves.
Either way i am here.
Either way I'm still clinging to life.
Pill by pill.
Medical ritual after ritual.
I am here.
Alive.
 May 2017 Zen
Summer Edmonds
Somber
 May 2017 Zen
Summer Edmonds
Sometimes I brush my sadness off
like four fingertips to a feather on
the edge of my shoulder,
and just watch it float there in the wind,
interpreting it like a dream
that has a thousand different meanings.
 May 2017 Zen
Amanda F
Untitled
 May 2017 Zen
Amanda F
Sei Un Universo

Fall into a bed of flowers.
Let your mind ripple like aqua
Under the melting sun.
Your honey like skin,
A nurtured drop of sunlight.
Absorb It.
The moon and the sun shall hide
Within you.
For in your bones is the dust
Of planets.
And in your mind are
Boundless constellations.

You are a universe.

- A.F
 May 2017 Zen
Mike Hauser
Every...
 May 2017 Zen
Mike Hauser
Every little seed that has been sown
Every little secret ever told
Be assured and you will know
Is worth its weight in gold

Every time you stare into the sun
Every time you say the words I love
Every time you feel you've had enough
Never ever think of giving up

Every little tinder slice of life
Every little question into why
Look close enough and you will find
Another case of do or die

Every time you think you can't go on
Every time you feel like loosing hope
Every time you're sure you really know
Do you really know

Every little tiny grain of sand
Every little slip of time through hands
Every time that life throws its demands
Just remember that you can
 May 2017 Zen
Richard Grahn
Linger
 May 2017 Zen
Richard Grahn
You swam through my dreams like a dolphin
Then stomped on my hopes like a stallion
You answered my prayers like an angel
But you turned out to be just a devil

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So why do I miss you?
Please tell me why
How hard can it be
To let bygones go by?

If you’re really the devil
That answered my prayers
And haunted my dreams
Then where are you now?

I should not allow
Your memory to linger
But my hopes are like dust
Just slipping through my fingers

I’d like to let go
And drift through the air
But I don’t have a prayer
When you’re always right there

The rain can stop falling
On this hallowed ground
Any day now
I’m bound to escape

But your binding reach
Inside my mind
Won’t let me go easy
The way that I’d like

There’s no turning back
Or turning around
So you’re welcome to temp me
Through the distance we’ve found
No animosity here ;)
 May 2017 Zen
ryn
Aloof
 May 2017 Zen
ryn
I'm several
steps back

I'm watching
from afar

I'm trying
to make sense

But I'm just grabbing
at raindrops
with open palms
 May 2017 Zen
Gaby Comprés
poetry.
 May 2017 Zen
Gaby Comprés
the magic of poetry.
is that it makes everything
beautiful.
it fills your lungs
like air.
it turns your soul
into a sky full of stars.
your heart
a field of wildflowers.
you.
into a poem.
 May 2017 Zen
Sacrelicious
Split.
 May 2017 Zen
Sacrelicious
Aren't we all just knocking
on open doors
I'm not home right now.
Try again later.

Trust is like a personality.
Broken, evenly.
You say, I trust everyone
but you.

I'm kind of split in judgement anyways.
But I can't keep up with who you're trying to be today.

— The End —