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Just look around YOU

Using euphemism of development
Humans are selfish & greedy
To exploit mother nature

In pursuit to succeed
In greed of job, work, money
Humans choose to
Live without "LOVE"

As in case of "Without food"
Humans starts dying

Similarly, without "LOVE"
Everything of/in Nature
Around humans is dying

Now, just look within YOU

"Are you LOVING?"



 Mar 2019
Gods1son
Smiling masked faces
With hearts seriously aching
Seeking ears to talk to
Shoulders to cry on
But quick to say "I'm okay"
Don't wanna be seen as weak
Rather weep alone behind solid high walls
Phone put on airplane mode
No texts and no calls
Steps out again with smiling mask on
Seriously seeking a heart that will listen
Watch out for someone like that around you
And be the listening heart that truly cares.
In a world where everyone is a busy bee, let's pay attention to the ones around us that are hurting and needs listening ears.
 Mar 2019
Gods1son
Someday,
Everyone will take their last breath
And the flesh will return to dirt
Six feet deep
Family and friends would weep
While some will not care
This is not to get you scared
Just a friendly reminder
That life on earth is not eternal
Be the best you can while still here
'cause the life is thinner than air
What do you want to be remembered for?
Would they say you lived a life that was pure?
Attended a burial ceremony and I found myself writing
 Mar 2019
blackbiird

a word is a poem.
a line is a poem.
a thought is a poem.
a poem is whatever you want it to be.
a poem can be that love note
that you leave on your crush's locker.
a poem can be that lonely 3 a.m thought
that you can't seem to get out of your head.
a poem could be the most profund thing
or the most simple thing.

that "thing" is not for others to decide
but for you to decide for yourself.

a poem is what you make of it.

 Mar 2019
Chelsea Rae
"I will rise,"

I tell them.

They laugh
For they only know of the moon
But I say it again
"I will rise.
Keep your eyes on the horizon.
Watch my colors burst into licks
Of flame."

And as they slumbered,
Snickering in sleep,
The light came pouring in slowly
Like thick honey
Glazing over their eyes.

When they woke
They could not, at first, handle my light.
They stood amazed,
Mouths agape.
And I said again,

"I have risen."

I told them all I'd become someone
Yet,
They didn't believe,
But I am as bright and as radiant
As the sun.
Rise up and show em your light.
 Mar 2019
Dave Williams
i've made a few mistakes
in my life
but i've seen a lot
and i've learnt a lot
and i've felt enough to know
that forget is better than forgot

i've taken a few chances
in my time
but i've given much
and i've slipped the clutch
and i've sold enough to show
that today is not tonight

but right now, i hope
that when i die
the earth will **** me in
and chew me up another way
so someone else can soak that in
and make it shine another way

as long as i can
as long as i might
i want to do what's right
so it can start again
so i can do it again
i probably should
and i can

but what's right, is it might, is it should've or can't
is it what if, or what for, or what are the chances
is it power, or clever, or getting it on
is it scraping what's left of it off of the lawn
is it legend, or legendary
nobody knows
nobody knows

but whatever happens
i hope to be my best
so that someone else will benefit
yeah, i hope i'll be my best
 Mar 2019
putiira
connect with life, return with it, expand and expand it. Let your soul breathe.
Let your loved ones see you. Everything is a miracle, if you know how to look.
Don't miss the miracle. Stop and watch...
 Mar 2019
Wordfreak
The flowers will die
This is the truth
But they will not leave
Because they wanted to
Hold tight to the Earth
They will bloom again
'Tis a matter of time
Until they return, My Friend
Take heed and rejoice
They stayed while they could
They gave you your comfort
They tried and did good
You should blame the blooms
That gave up too fast
Drowned themselves in their hate
And then turned to ash.
They turned a blind eye
To the good in this world
To the shadows, the angels
To the song, to the girl
She sits on her stage
Hides her face 'neath a mask
While the boy who bred shadows
Watches behind glass
We all lose our flowers
But do keep in mind
They will bloom again
It just takes some time
 Mar 2019
blackbiird

if God created the earth in seven days,
who’s to say He won't turn your rainfall
into sunshine in one moment?

 Mar 2019
Gods1son
Why should I snort lines
when I can write it in my poem

Why should I move bricks
when I can build a house with it

Why should I do rocks
when I can go climbing it

Why inject ice into my system
when I can skate on it

All I'm saying is, say no to drug abuse
It's hazardous to the health!
Bricks, rocks, line are all drugs i.e narcotic substances
She has leather
Golden locks
And wears plenty of Lace.
The golden heart
Has shown plenty of Grace,
She has earned plenty of days in Shanghai-La
She's even more beautiful at her age
The gypsy sparkles
As she dances
Singing
A "white winging dove"
It sounds like "she has been singing"
Music to my heart
Peace Bells are ringing.
Sparkling from her shine
I've been under her sweet spell for years
My midnight dream is clear
How I wish she was mine.
Dedicated To Stevie Nicks. An angel and sweet legend.
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