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 May 2018
HTR Stevens
Shall I call you “Bruno”?
Shall I call you “Beano”?
What is in a name?
Are they not the same?
Both have world-wide fame.
Names are just a game.
You are very happy
Whate’er your name may be.
Paw tapping on the phone;
Teeth gnawing on a bone;
Dancing around the room -
Lovely flowers in bloom;
Watching TV cartoon;
Mesmerised by the moon...
A rose smells just as sweet,
Whatever name you tweet.
 May 2018
Lawrence Hall
We do not burn books in America
We just ignore them, for we light our nights
And burn away our individual souls
Upon an altar green, clean plastic grass

Come together as one unto the lights
The concept of the tablets now writ large
An electronic scoreboard – and if we’re good
We’ll see our snaggly grins all ten feet tall

Eighty-thousand dollars of education
Beaming civilization six nights each year
Reactionarydrivel.blogspot.com – it’s not really reactionary, tho’ it might be drivel.
 May 2018
Ashly Kocher
I
am
Ashly
and
I
write
my
thoughts
through
poetry
 May 2018
Raghu Menon
The sun's rise reminds us
That we too can rise
From the falls and slips
That we go through.

But for the sun to rise
The Earth has to rotate
On its own axis.

And for us to rise,
We need to
Keep moving.

Keep moving
Keep smiling
Keep trying hard

and

Keep living and ..
Let others live too..
 May 2018
Aslam M
All we need is that one person.
Share all without any Curtains.

Judged Not for a single moment.
And Share all which can be spoken

We can actually be ourselves without being judged even for a second.

To whom we can share our views freely and even our flaws.

To whom we can share our Goals and our Problems.  

To whom we can talk anything under the sky.  

To whom we trust completely and share our most intimate secrets without an iota of doubt in our minds.  

The Soul Mate is like a Mirror where we can just undress and be the real self.  Free and Just Free.  

I still seek for the soul mate whom I can relate to , who accepts me as what I am , who understands me and loves me for whom I am.  

I seek someone who unconditionally listens to me endlessly and consistently.  

I seek someone whom I can be only me and share my intimate secrets and fantasies.  

I seek someone who can share their problems with me and who looks upon me.

I seek someone who seeks me only.
But as of now I am yet to find anyone and now I can only remember the words once said to me once  that “Sometimes Somethings are not Meant for Someone”.
 May 2018
Walter W Hoelbling
after every massacre
by some fanaticized pathological idiot
politicians call upon their citizens
to come together
and pray for the murdered and their families

this is absolutely appropriate
also absolutely inefficient

but it seems
that ever since 9/11
the nation only comes together
AFTER more of its members have been killed

I wish very much
that the nation
   AND politicians
would come together
BEFORE  the next massacre
and take appropriate action
to prevent such disasters
in the first place
https://edition.cnn.com/2018/03/02/us/school-shootings-2018-list-trnd/index.html
 May 2018
thinkinghertz
we are in an era where
clicks show our emotions
incapable of fact 
facing, we are really
hiding behind blue screens 
instead of sunny blue skies.

when did reality
become so oppressive
that we don't even want
to go outside, or live
the life we were meant to
live? break-up with feeling
bad for yourself--end the
digital addiction!
 May 2018
Mellow waves
Trust is a golden key to one’s heart
It is so strong yet easily shattered,
It is so pure yet easily blemished,
It is as strong as the howling of the wind,
It is truly, the craving that everyone seeks.
 May 2018
Katelynn
When you hear my name,
What do you think?

Do you think of my parents,
Or the marks on my arms?
Do you notice my distance,
Or the darkness that harms?

When you see my smile,
Are you fooled?

Do you see my grin,
Or how it doesn’t reach my eyes?
Do you hear my laugh,
Or how it lies?

When you see the cuts on my arms,
Can you see the scars?

Do you watch what you say,
Or do you not notice my discomfort?
Do you see my begging,
Or do you push it off as needy?

Most do not notice,
When it finally outbursts,
Communication is always to blame.

Many can read lips,
But can not see the signs.
However those who are not blind,
Are few that can read my mind.
With mental illness sometimes it can be very difficult to express the issues we are facing. When people see me I think of what could be going through their minds. Are they thinking of my parents that are deceased, or how I am covered in scars. However there are some who can relate and can see the signs of illness. Though not everyone understands it, mental illness exist. I hope one day more people won't have to face the troubles some do now.
 May 2018
Ashly Kocher
Haters
                                            Bullies
                Are fake
Secretly hating themselves
Turning the attention to someone else’s dreams
Pulling them down
Tearing them apart
Crushing their confidence
All because they can’t get what they truly want
Why hate on anyone, support them
If you don’t like or understand them
DON’T FOLLOW THEM!
We all have opinions and that’s ok
But why degrade someone else (your just wasting your time) and your life away
Why hate or bully on anyone
Just walk away.....
Love thy self for who you are
One day we’ll all end up in heaven as shining stars
 May 2018
uv
It is an unconventional truth
It starts and it roots
You start the engine right
You gear the stem in sight
You step on it faster
It runs more like a master
When it is time it over takes
Its a chance it loves to take
Just try to step on the right
It slows down with all its might
Drinks of the earth it drinks
Empities it with a blink
It greeds over it more
Can you handle it like before
It runs in the count of miles
Starts eating the green inside
It donates a lot of stuff
Believe me you do not want it bluff
It slowly taking over
Planning to become a ruler
Multiplying more than our race
Becoming the faith of the earths face
Lets take our control now
Save the world before its down
Lets see the beautiful skies blue
Before they bid adieu.
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