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 Feb 2017
Elizabeth Squires
rain's pitter patter
plops on my weathered roof
with dampening drops
 Dec 2016
Sarah Michelle
like to see what they see
I'd like to be what I'm going to be
right now, not then, not later,
not someday.
Just when I thought I was going to be a bad picture,
they bet their money on me,
have so much hope for me,
know me, believe in me
think of me as some great thing.

I disagree
They insist.
They spend their money to see me.
I tell them beauty is relative,
but they make way
for me
and I indulge
in my fame.

This isn't the love I want,
but they love me anyway.
 Dec 2016
Sydney Marie
Love is selfish.
Love is not a game to be played or won.
It is a selfish act.
And boy,
You make me want to be on center stage.
Happy Holidays to those who are celebrating this week. I wish you all a safe and lovely time with friends and loved ones.
 Dec 2016
Macy Opsima
there is a general reason
as to why her name fits her.
whenever you look at her beauty,
all you can mutter is
*oh my darling, oh my darling
 Dec 2016
Mya
I could hear you talking in your sleep
Your lips quivered as you whispered those words
My ear perked up and my legs began to quake
What was it you said?
Say it again, louder for me?
But where your lips failed to speak
Your heart recited the lines
With each trace of my fingers over your skin your heart screamed
And I knew it was screaming for me
 Dec 2016
Ramin Ara
If you can look
At the sunset
And smile
Then
You still have hope
 Dec 2016
lilac
upon twilight she walks,
small jar in hand.
while moon rises in sky,
she prepares her routine.


stars play about
in the moon lit night.
twinkling overhead,
welcoming her presence.


she climbs the ladder
to the twinkling night sky.
her fiftieth day of catching
the beautiful stars.


her eyes twinkled
along with the stars
as they approached her
their glimmer golden.


the stars let her breathe,
filling her life with light
and in her little glass jar
were stars ready to land.


she was the star girl,
the princess of the night.
she caught the stars,
and the stars smiled.


stars in her hair,
in her jar and her soul
brought her to life
every gorgeous night.


but one shadowed night,
the sky had no stars.
on her ladder to space,
the little girl stared.


all the stars - gone!
where could they be?
star girl’s life was slipping,
her breaths shortening.


she was falling down,
falling through the sky,
all the stars were gone,
and her jar was empty.
collab poem i did with my friend. she's also on here!
 Dec 2016
Esfoni
I’m not you
don’t be me
zebras have stripes
snakes, have fangs
sun wakes up in the morning
and moon, at night

12/05/2016
 Dec 2016
Ramin Ara
Worries is like a rocking chair
It gives you
something to do
But gets
You nowhere
 Dec 2016
Liz And Lilacs
Oh god
Keep it together.
Can't breathe. Need to sit down.
Your friend is dead.
Can't breathe need to sit down can't breathe
Keep it together
He was hit by a train
Can't breathe can't breathe can't breathe can't breathe
Keep it together
need to sit down can'tbreathecan'tbreathecan'tbreathe
*Keep it together
 Nov 2016
Amethyst Fyre
It's no fun to play games
with someone who expected to win
especially when someone else
gets clever and
for the first time
the reigning champion tastes the fear
of what it is to lose.
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