I Hear the Echoes - Hello Poetry

Jul 2019

Riz Mack

foreword

my lifestyle is dead style
out of my head style
every day's the wrong side of the bed style

I'm living so lifeless
like painted-on eyelids
my life's only priceless because there's no price list

not blind but I'm sightless
no wings so I'm flightless
no things to take sight of and fly for or ride for
or die for or try for or lie for or strive for
or cry for or smile for or open my eyes for

making steps is unwise like Gandalf's demise
wiping dust from my eyes, I set sight on the skies
still can't see so surmise it's my final sunrise
a well of wet decisions doesn't ever run dry

a wet decision
like
when you're drunk
or otherwise inebriated ;)

#it #makes #sense

Jul 2019

Kaja

This man

But this man
He brings sun
To my feet
And stars
To my lips

This man
He is
A smell
Of the sea
To my mind

7/3/19

Jul 2019

Sarita Aditya Verma

Learnings

Your are neither my sister nor my friend
You can’t be any
Trusted you, like a fool, and you used my heart as a tool
Never mind, can’t deny, it is one

Thanks it’s a two way story
The very tool, weak it maybe as a wrench
Yet a powerful bench
Can take the weight of a thousand forty elephants

Thanks for all the experience
You sure do know to give that
Faking it all as love
Fool no more, lessons they came slow
Learnings this time fast
And sure will make it last

So you see, you’re neither a sister nor a friend, just another teacher and that’s the end

Variety is the spice of life
Teachers we get at the roll of the dice

Sorry, not very positive thoughts, yet learnings yes !

#learnings #teachers #people #experiences

Jun 2019

Pagan Paul

Sacred Tree

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Through a forest glade
and down a narrow path
there stands a sacred tree
with its heart torn in half.

Bramble clings to its trunk
ivy covers over its bark,
reaching up for the light
fighting against the dark.

Forgotten by the woods,
ignored in a crowded place,
for it yearns for attention,
just a little tender grace.

© Pagan Paul (27/06/19)

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#poetry #tree #lonely #loveless #forgotten #suffocation #metaphor