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 Nov 2020
Maddy
No directions
No manuals
You were gone before we could ask
Sometimes you head in a different direction
You walk your way and keep going
What you choose may not be popular
But it is right for you
That is all that matters
Feelings get hurt
Messages get confused
Time passes
Being comfortable with your life and choices
is all that should matter
Walking away makes you go forward
so don't look back
You know who and what is precious to you

C@rainbowchaser2020
For those who lost a loved one this year
Human or pet
 Nov 2020
Aaron
My life is a poem
that is being written
day by day

It’s not pretty right now
nor will it be next week
and it might not make sense next year
but it’s coming baby

line by line it’s
getting better

one
after another
and then the next

I can't wait for
you to read it when
I'm finished
 Oct 2020
Erika
Those green eyes of yours
A background full of sour
And this love is ours

A hand full of blood
Your face filled with tears flood
Sad memories, so bad

You always wonder
Thinking you are a killer
Stop! Do not suffer

You may have been black
But you will always comeback
To our home track

Sacrifice so much
In a middle of a hunch
Lost in just a ******

You may be long gone
Left everyone and a son
You are just a man

Past full of sorrow
How will I face tomorrow?
My life froze in snow

Time will always fade
Goodbyes that never been said
Decisions are made

Let's go back and sway
In the night let us be strays
Please, you could just stay

Let us meet again
Maybe after all this rain
Us will be regain.
I'm not a professional writer. I just write poetry to express. 🙂
 Oct 2020
Khoisan
A
poet's ink
has
a
toxic tip
to
a
viral
end
 Oct 2020
Rebecca
Once upon a dark moon
not so long ago,
I went to see my other side,
the place of lost shadows.

The melancholy pushed me
into another plane.
A life transcending alter,
I did not pass through in vain.

I ventured to the edge
and that was close enough.
It pushed me back to life
before I could give up.

Coming back to consciousness
I was not the same.
My train of thought had shifted,
something in me changed.

Oblivion didn't scare me
when I laid down at night.
My future stopped controlling me
when I turned off the lights.

So, when curiosity strikes you
to venture your unknown,
please proceed with caution,
there's something you should know.

Everything has a price
and you will have to pay.
It takes away a piece of you,
a toll some would say.

I paid the worst of me
but that might not be you.
It could take away your best
if you make your way back through.
 Oct 2020
Aparna
rain mist wreathed
virid groves
of evergreen
sun languished
behind clouds grey
overcast sky
lachrymose;
distant rumble
thunder;brontide
pellet-laden gusts
of wind;cold
leaf-stirring
nubivagant drops
falling
glistening foliages
rustling;
celadon leaves
rain-washed
brushwood damp
galore humus
dewy silence;
gerful downpour
incipient
another rain poem:)
 Oct 2020
Raven Blue
Thank you for writing my story;
Thank you for bringing me to life;
Thank you for everything;
Thank you God.
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