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 Jul 2016
complexify
Someone I used to love
Said to me with a playful tone.

"I hate loving you."

I was confused
I never heard something like that before.

All I know was love and hate
Are always in war with each other
Is it possible for them to be together?


Wait, maybe I've heard it somewhere.
Aphrodite and Ares?

It was like taking a shower during winter.
I hate it, before going inside.
But I can't help but to love it so much
Once I'm in it.

*Same goes to your beautiful mind.
In my opinion, love and hate need each other, to be honest. :)
 Jul 2016
Madhukanta Sen
My rooms
Are now
Full of sunshine
And sunflowers!
I am as happy
As happy can be.

We are planning
To go to the beach one day
And go for a picnic
Soon after, possibly.

The people
All around me
Make everything
Materialize
Very pleasantly...

I am happy
Because they are there
I am happy
Because I am me...
Summer is making me extremely happy!
 Jul 2016
J Robert Fallon III
Everyday the world keeps its spinning, and the oxymoron of father time catches fire to your mind.

Leaving you distraught and worried with nothing but fast paced pandemonium bouncing around the circus that can't be benign.

But one day the smoke will dissipate.

Leaving you smiling without a thing to anticipate.

Finally at peace with simplicity at bay.

Leaving you happy every single day.
 Jul 2016
Jeffrey Robin
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she started eyeballing me at the party

She would also turn so I would be the only one

Behind her

And she would then left up the back of her dress

Revealing

The greatest *** ever known to be !

///

Then

She followed me to some empty bedroom

And lifted up the front of her dress

She grabbed the back of my head by the hair

And shoved her **** into my mouth

Muttering

EAT ME BOY EAT ME !

( which I did !!)

Ate until I almost passed out in lustful ecstacy )

//

Then she slammed my face into her knee

Screaming

*******  LUSTED BOYS  !!!!

""""
Breaking my nose and knocking out all my teeth !!

~~

And that's why I hate girls


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 Jul 2016
J Robert Fallon III
Clinching to the one thing I know,
an elegance that was sewn,
with the other side now more unknown.

Bulging droplets of wealth drench us favored few,
our worry of adversity quickly evolves into voodoo.

Lessons can be taught to those who are ignorant,
but we can't be fair, or fix every situation.

Harsh times can be seen in advance,
but only by those who aren't caught in trance.

So I will let you know,
from the balcony of my chateau,
when the world will get rid of those below.
 Jul 2016
Pauline Morris
I'm standing here on the side of the road, rain falling on my shoes
Sorrow clouds my view
Lord knows I've paid my dues

Standing here in my misery knowing I'll never see the sunlight
Seeing my life as just a blight
Lord knows I'll never get it right

I'm standing here on the side of the road, rain falling on my shoes
I can't help but sing the blues
Lord knows I am confused

Standing here while demons play with my memories
Lying "it truly had to be"
Lord knows my life's in jeopardy

I'm standing here on the side of the road, rain falling on my shoes
This agony remains in my soul infused
I know the Lord's amused
 Jul 2016
Hazel Hirsch
so high
the air
cuts at my lungs
and
my head spins
and
my heart beats faster
and
I'm taking very
short
breaths
and
bright
lights
dot
across
my
vision
and
I
can't
do
anything
but
write
lines,
wo­rds,
l
e
  t
   t
    e
     r
      s.

s
o.

h
i
  g
   h.

t
o
  o.

h
i
  g
    h.

and
       the
             black bird
                               sits.
 Jul 2016
kaycog
Tiny little baby hands
Soft heart rapid racing
Cheerful wispy child's laugh
Growing bigger running legs
Spiteful angst in adults wake
Peaking fast held high chin
Stretching arms reaching peak
Weary head laying down
Tired body underground
 Jul 2016
Phia
Me: "You don't want me?"

You: "I don't want to break your already broken heart"

Me: "I don't care, that will only mean that I have more pieces to love you with"
 Jul 2016
Arlene Corwin
Transform A Bad Poem To A Good Poem
        (tinkering & fooling ‘round)

It may take days, months, years:
You tinker.
That’s the key.  
You definitely do not linger,
But go ‘way, come back, go on
To see with psychic opticons
(my own construct-ee-on) a vision
Of’ creative options,
Freedom new,
A fooling ‘round
That’s new for you -
And you are new and changed a little;
Flexible, unbrittle-ized,
(another word vocabul-ized)
A new-sized you
Wherein you see the tool in all,
And all’s a tool.
You’ve fooled around
Just as I’ve done
With word and sound,
And lo, a sound and solid poem transformed
From
Bad to good.

Transform A Bad Poem To A Good Poem 7.6.2016
Definitely Didactic; A Sense Of The Ridiculous; The Processes: Creative, Thinking, Meditative;
Arlene Corwin
Oh, how I love to fool around in seriousness.
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