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 Sep 2016
PaperclipPoems
Do you mean the ones who live on the other side?
Clear across the ocean, two miles in from the tide?

The ones that live with little means or the ones that live like we were meant to?
That work, play, stress, fear, and cry, just like we do?

The men who were created from the earth and the women from Adam's rib?
The ones who fall asleep staring at the same galaxies wondering if we're all there is?

Do you mean the ones in straw houses near dirt roads?
That learn how to survive on the land and wear the clothes that they sew?

Others and me,
I'm sorry, pardon me... I'm just slightly confused
Because when I think of them, I think of me
I can't separate the two.
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Thanks for the topic!! It's a good one. :)
 Sep 2016
Ramin Ara
You declared the way
Of love
Is free
From evil
But i saw
It's a fearful precipice ...
Dreamers know the depth of their dreams,
They know that to dream is to live inside the mind.
Their passions are like loud screams..
Unavoidable, but the worthy kind.
Dreamers recognise the art of hardwork,
Dreams without work are mere fantasies.
Achievement comes by work.
Work your dreams out!
No one else will.
Everything that has breath isn't something to last forever.
Time here on earth is limited.
Follow your passion;that very thing that makes your heart skip beats.
Love yourself inside out,embrace your flaws and let them rest in your strengths.
Living life to please others is a waste of breath.
We leave this earth individually and if we have to leave it with regrets then we'll bear the pain alone.
Live in such a way that when you're taking your last breath,your heart will be at peace at its last beat.
 Sep 2016
Sam Temple
long faded echoes
dance and congeal
smooth canyon walls
hold memories like agate

molten basalt cooled
faces hide beneath stone
abstract images of yesteryear
geyser from unseen depths

microscopic bacteria
slip betwixt crevasse
depositing refuse
giving flora a foothold

multi celled seedlings sprout
jutting forth with sprigs of green
instantly photosynthesizing
oxygen creators

new organisms take the fauna
making it home for both species
invertebrates
and those with a backbone
they exhale life

frontal lobe and thumbs
humanity as product
plague and virus
drinking the lifeblood
challenging the ecosystem

planetary shift
earth groans with growing pains
food chain emperor
next to extinction
a great cleansing
is at hand /
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