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 Nov 2020 annh
Rachel Lady Durand
another arrow in my back,
I have a quiver full ,
when I meet the enemy at the gate,
relentless, persistent, on my back hate,
right here, right now, they are legion,
don't want to be a member of their club,
embarrassed for them,
that they could stoop so low
deep breath in, belly full,  
release, long and  slow,
got to do a lot more weeding,
it's easier now,
I'm no longer needing,
affection,
an earthly love,
hardened fist,
in a velvet glove,
is all I ever got,
my expanding love,
still knows no bounds
trust only God,
a theory most sound.
Qed
I don't need affection from his bag of bones
spiritual love is already here
prays, rosaries and self care
no longer seeking no longer believe
I forgive wrong doers,
because I realise love is eternal,
what ever his guile, I've learnt this lesson>
I found Christ
I guess that was the golden prize
this illusion will pass, my spirit will rise.
 Nov 2020 annh
Riz Mack
Wee Wincy
 Nov 2020 annh
Riz Mack
charming, isn't she
that spider you decided
to sit down beside

she'll love you to death
spin you a glorious web
and leave you for dead
or maybe eat you
 Nov 2020 annh
Imran Islam
The sun sets and rises up again
The day goes and comes again
But you are not smiling at me
You are happy and I'm in pain!

The stars are twinkling tonight
The river is kissing moonlight
But they are not shining me
Because you wouldn't be mine!

The clouds bring the rain soon
The winds make nature boon
But I am burning inside of me
'Cause I'm ******* with the chin!

I want you to smile like a lotus
And fly in the sky like the birds
Please, could you forgive me,
I won't ask you to love me again!
 Nov 2020 annh
Gemma
Sleep.
 Nov 2020 annh
Gemma
I yearn for sleep.
If my eyes are closed I cannot cry.
My mind can not continously ask why.
I yearn for sleep.
The kind that envelopes you,
The kind that is deep.
At least within my slumber, my heart may find some peace.
I fear my dreams, good or bad, because I still wake up with out you.
I still wake up sad.
There is no real rest inside my head, even when I'm safe inside my bed.
Yet I still yearn for sleep,
the kind that envelopes you,
The kind that is deep.
I'm tired. I miss you.
 Nov 2020 annh
j a connor
Politics
 Nov 2020 annh
j a connor
To be honest
I'd be lying if I told you the truth
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