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 Nov 2020 Zia
nivek
desperate
 Nov 2020 Zia
nivek
calling foul
cheat
fraud
when no evidence is forthcoming
must surely be
the desperate attempt to stay in power
despite the evidence or lack thereof.
 Nov 2020 Zia
basil
candle man
 Nov 2020 Zia
basil
i'm a candle man
with no dreams or plan
i just want to kiss your lips,
press my heart to your fingertips

you always say just the right thing
to light a fire on my short string
and i burn for you, melting
as you hold me close, smelling

all the yearning, dry on my tongue
and the hopes that we will stay young
so we don't have to have any dreams, or a plan
and i can always be your candle man
you're the blue eyes to my candle man <3

(not a man lol, just did it for the rhyme ;))
 Sep 2020 Zia
Megan H
Poetess
 Sep 2020 Zia
Megan H
Is a poet still a poet
If they do not write?

A journal gathering dust,
But a yearning to write.
Am I still a poet
Without my inner light?
I'm sorry I haven't written a while! Love you all
 Sep 2020 Zia
Pepper Dove
Soon
 Sep 2020 Zia
Pepper Dove
When hopes and dreams
Are soon to come
I rise to face
The morning sun
Just when you think you will soon fall asleep, the sun decides to come out.
He
Broke my wings
So I couldn’t

Fly

So I stole his soul
So he couldn’t

Die
 Aug 2020 Zia
Sandoval
Ghosts
 Aug 2020 Zia
Sandoval
Your ghost hands
still haunt my
wrists so I write
of phantoms
I’ll never kiss.
And I dream of
you at night
You promise
never to leave
But I wake up to
just an echo of a
dying memory.
We’re a cycle
you and I
you leave, I cry
You hurt,
and well I write.

Sandoval
 Aug 2020 Zia
Meera
She looks like heaven
And tastes like hell
 Aug 2020 Zia
1487
I’m still here.
 Aug 2020 Zia
1487
The poetry isn’t in all these words —
It’s in knowing I survived them.
Holy smokes! Thank you everyone for all of the support! I don’t come here too often so I did not expect this; what a beautiful surprise ♥️
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