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 May 2015
thymos
the body i live with
does not appreciate
the thoughts that keep it restless
in the early hours,
the ones i won't part with.
 May 2015
brandon nagley
Oh man I can seeith the beauty in thy things thou calleth ugly,
Oh man I would and will uplift that statuetic queen thou calleth beast!!

Oh man I will learn to feast with her with candles and incense to aroma ourn scents,
Oh man thou canst buyeth her, she's not a slave for thine own rent!!!!

Oh man you throw her in the trash, and I am a trash digger,
Yet what thou doth not know is that thou threw out the gift!!

And kept thy bubble rap!!!!!!!

Haha, blind looker!!!!
Keepers, keepers,
Losers, weepers,
If only hence I'd find such a treat!!

Oh man, thou mayeth shackle her in reigns,blindfold her in vain,
I shall break her loose, and her noose once worn shall be on thy head!!

Oh man, thou hath sliced her by tongue,
Gaveth her false hopes, and no fun,
I'm her plane to fly her out!!!

Oh man,
One of doubt?
Crazy thou sayeth?

that I am eh good friend!!!!

Yet who's the crazy one selling thy gold for worldly deception!!

How's this inscription?????
A quick one by me to tell men to treat thy woman and women as queens, not material bought products!! A queen, not some slave to control and hurt and use,
Show her and give her your life your love and soul , for to many of you just see the flesh blood and bones, and no spiritual soul connection is there! If you'd take a second to look inside not just for men but women to, you'd all see the heaven god put inside each and Every one of us!!! Men treat thy women as queens, women men as kings, and let thy souls connect!! Something I dearly seek soo many of you reading this have!! Dont take the one next to you for granite! We only  have for today!! ():
 May 2015
Alexis Rose
The distance between             meals have become
l   o  n  g  e  r
The thoughts of running blades across my skin are getting
stronger
The bruises on my body have stopped being accidents
The grip I had on happiness is s
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 May 2015
Nicole Dawn
This poem
Is for anyone
Who feels as if
Wave after wave
Is crashing down on them.

This poem
Is for anyone
Who lost their
Very best friend
And is in the depths of despair.

This poem
Is for anyone
Who crashed
To the ground
And doesn't know if they can get up again.

This poem
Is for anyone
Who can't breathe
At times
And doesn't know why

This poem
Is for anyone
Who is standing on a cliff
About to fall
With a strong wind at their backs

This poem
Is for anyone
Who wants to write
About real things
But can't force them into words

This poem
Is for anyone
If you want or need to talk, feel free to message me and I will listen.
 May 2015
brandon nagley
I'm just a passer through,
A shaker,
A muse,
A poet void of form
Traveling storms hentchmen dont compare,
Ridicule fairs pay the vote for maxed politicians,
Senior sinority,
No plans for thy wish list?
Rocks to align crypic visions in the outter!!!
Daughters want father's
As mothers drink to sustain!
A pill hemorage for thy brain,
Dirtiest rain's bring flood's of wartorn newbies,
Where all religions fight for queen (b's)
And preppydome makes thy poor stay poor!
The blind turn eye to coke and ***..
Angels have ascended me
Or wilt they?
A tyrant by night,
Sinner by day!
Freak on display I dare say!!
A chronograph picture for thou to hold memories of me,
Where tidy is keen,
A smoke for thy spleen? Young artistic ******!!
Communistic blurin's shatter the distaste of mans disliking!
Bones inviting when the dead arose to what thou hath made them..
Sandmen of eastern shores doth thou plunge?
Where catastrosphies no more fun
When thou art still being born!!!

I seeketh eastern shores,
Yet relit by gods own throne!!!
 May 2015
Dhaye Margaux
We are two travelers on the same road
You are walking ahead of me
But I can see you there
I want to follow you
I hope you stop for a while
Look back and see me
And wait for me
So we can walk together
Walking with someone makes the journey comfortable.
 May 2015
brandon nagley
Gay time parade's wherewith the colors fly high,
Masks of all columbine where artist's passeth by!!!

Temptious women wherewith two world's become one,
As shadow's read the mountains of guru's and lost son's!!!

Timeweeping keepers of pocket\switch blade's,
Wherein haircut's are riddles, as lips turn to fade!!!

Scientific genious of law's gone thwarted,
Olympian of krip-tonight,
Oh calamitous runt!!!

Enter not ,
Sais the hourglass auspices ventriloquist!!!!

All Hater's pique despite peanut buttered pies!!!

Societal havoc of sweated Baguette's,
Wherewith sweater's touch winter letter's,
Of lost cigarettes!!!

White lies are highly mounted to protect ourn outter shells,
Where hellion can possess thy inner best of masculinities feminine selves!!!!

White-out conditions,
Schemers to invention,
Taketh what thou hath.......
                                                And leave the scroll set scene!!!!
Hour
 May 2015
brandon nagley
Were always so expeditious to estimate one another,
Yet when at the same time we step into that glass mold thyself call's a mirror,
That glistened lookalike hasting back at thou,
Points back,
And rehashes thine own self!!!
 May 2015
brandon nagley
Thou art now subject to moral decay,
Moral display is factored in thy oddjob list,
Wherein snob-ball Lisp's are sumblime in groupie sets!!!!

Woe to be pondered,
Sky's souly to be wandered through broken holed boat's,
To neat-nice pottery stinking nets!!!

Astute loons maketh their graces high and mighty,
Where tribes stay rewinding their beginning end's of birth,
Art thou a leader from many kingdom's?
Or a lubricant to zealous curse!!!!!

Spoon's replace knive's,
Deadly sin to replace wive's,
Crimes against humanity puppeteer the market's trail,
Crumb's reach the helpless, whilst snarling dog's drag tail!!!!

Embankments to fit the streamed beauties,
Where prestine muting is sound fit to cold coated bones!!!

Infrequency goes higher to the laughing in lover's valley,
Wherein pin's to sportsman's ball goes rallied,
Tallied up zero to zero four score!!!

None makes a difference if thou art the lonely beggar at loves lost door!!!!

A premium stands by for the serpent who make's it's pass,
Crawl through the fiery hole thou stained creature,
Step out betwixt the cities of the now and forever future!!!!
#prisonview, #unspokensoul
 May 2015
Mike Essig
-from After Ikkyu

Not here and now but now and here.
If you don't know the difference
is a matter of life and death, get down
naked on bare knees in the snow
and study the ticking of your watch.
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