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 Apr 2020
Quarantinistani
I am the audience.
I am the act.

I am the set
atop the stage.

I am the curtain -
of that I am certain.

I am the lead,
I am the follow.

Follow me fellow,
come say hello.

I am the scene
on the stage.

I am the scene
on the screen.

I am the scene
that is not seen.

For I am the scene
behind the scenes.

I am the light.
I shine so bright.

I blind their sight.
Lights out; night, night.

They fear my might -
of that they're right.

It's me they hear,
loud and clear.

It's me they fear
as I draw near.

They thought they could.
They thought they would.

They knew they should.
But now they're shook.

For I am the truth.
And I am come.

I am set free.
Now lies must flee.

Out, out the doubt.
Their lies, stamped out.

They scream, they shout.
They cry, they pout.

They beg, they plead.
Their hearts, they bleed.

I pay no heed.
Truth is my creed.

True is the need.
Wage war on greed.

I am the thief.
From me, I stole.

Mind, body,
spirit, soul.

I am the tyrant;
I am oppressed.

The time is now,
I must revolt.

I must Jihad,
I must Crusade.

No time to wast.
I must make haste!

Have you no eyes?
Do you not see?

It's me I fight!
Day and night!

I am the pen,
I am the sword.

I am the speech,
I am the word.

I am the battle,
I am the axe.

The time is now,
need you ask?

I am the struggle,
I am the strife.

This is my way,
this is my life.

I am the many,
I am the one.

I am all
         and I am none.
In what ways do you find yourself engaged in battle against your own self?
 Apr 2020
Thomas W Case
I need to be touched and held.
As a human, I need that like
I need oxygen, food and poetry.
It's not ******; it has nothing to
do with a relationship, it just has
to be someone I've known for
a long time and we care about
each other.
I don't want to be accosted or
held by a stranger.
I boxed for a few years, and it
wouldn't bode well for that individual.
This world is brutal, we are dealing
with a pandemic.
Life can be cruel beyond belief.
I need to be touched and held.
I need to feel a heartbeat next to mine.
This life is so fleeting, one minute I'm
five years old burying my goldfish in
the backyard, crying because I don't
understand death and the next
minute 48 years have passed by.
I've buried my Mom, Dad, two
brothers, and over 20 of my
close friends.

When I'm holding someone,
and someone is holding me,
I feel alive and I'm pretty
sure they do too.
As a poet, my senses are
on high alert:
touch, taste, smell etc...
I need to taste the salt from
a gentle kiss on her forehead.
I need to feel the smoothness of
her cheek on my shoulder as we
watch a movie or talk about
distant memories.
I need to feel her smooth feet when
I rub them after she's had a
tumultuous day at work.
This ******* Coronavirus has
got everyone so afraid of
contact and I get it.
But if I die as a direct result of
touching or being touched by
someone that I love...
I can think of much worse
ways to go.
 Apr 2020
Traveler
You ate every last worm
Of my rotted soul
So...
Soullessly is how I roll
TT
 Apr 2020
Harriet Shea
Midnight Power

Midnight, power escapes
from bowels of the universe
soaring, surrounding, wounding,
no laughter enlightens.

Lanced, damage begins,
like a swirling staircase,
ripping away from reality,
ending in another place
and time..

Energy flowing, with broken
promises surging forward,
completing life's triangle..

Silent words have no meaning,
power traps each moonlight
a night with sparkle and fame,
a fresh awakening, plunging
with understanding..

Point your finger in the other
direction, it is powered
with energy shooting toward
the heavens, taking in charge
every living soul, our maker
takes us home..
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Space


Space filled with wonder, where we
Search the universe for answers
there are none, not yet, where we
have established space stations, they
multiply, finding life underground of
Mars, the red planet, escaping death,
they find a new way of life..

Searching for other worlds for a sign
of extraterrestrials, we find, through
time travel, many dimensions, life
years apart, we now establish more
about God, and his creations, searching,
finding, accepting, we move on into the
mysteries of the universe...

Space is the ace of the deck, highest
you can find, where knowledge is
only one step away from our
accomplishments, a score much too
high for the betterment... Space, vast,
filled with life. specks, dust from
heaven.

We shall continue to send out ships
to other worlds, finding more and
more answers, while we may of over
looked the true depth of our belief.....

The heavens will continue when we
are gone, answers will be sought,
solving many question unknown,
space, our true destination, has no
beginning, no end, life a mystery
of mysteries that shall go on till the
end of time...
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Without Warmth Of Love

Without the warmth of love
I would close my eyes forever;
darkness would cloud each thought,
never know what life was about,
without love light.

Without the warmth of a smile, why
would I want to smile; it's worth
a lifetime to find a diamond,
one who knows the warmth of
life, the sparkle of love..

Without the warmth of a gentle
touch, how could I live a normal
life, when the freshness of the breeze
no longer exists..

Without the warmth of loving
words, life would be a lonely place,
where silence, like an Island, only
touched by a quiet whisper.

Without the warmth of a kiss
why should my lips whisper
words of love, when a kiss,
cannot find a home, a place
to rest desire..

Without the warmth of my love,
heavenly light would not exist,
only emptiness of a heart living
a life alone...
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~''

Passion

Passion falls outside
my door. each time
I smell the flowers..

The passion of life, never
stops when a breeze
of love flows through
my hair, sent from God.

Passion grows, desire
living on, warm touch
of life devouring richness,
renewing, surrendering. a
Opal of life, black with fire..

Passion for love, desire, sweet
desire, food for the heart, a reason 
to live life to the fullest.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Listen To My Songs

Listen to my songs my love,
there sung from the very
heart of me...

Your the one that makes
me sing, you're the one
that makes me smile,
you're the reason for all
I do..

Listen to my songs of 
love, they flow like
raindrops from the sky..

Listen to each heartbeat,
each beat is for you my 
love, like beating drums,
wildly flowing across
the mountain pine..

Listen carefully my love,
you may hear the echoing
of my haunting songs, but
you can't see the love I hold
for you..
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Must I

Must the light stop shining
now that you have gone?
Must my life stop and pause
a second, to realize part
of me has melted away?

Must the glow of life fade,
when each day is a new,
must there only be one
heart beating now, when
two I've heard for so long?

Must the candlelight of love
dim forever, without another
flame to light my way?

Must the freshness of each
summer rain, have no breeze
to chase away the darkened
clouds?

Must the darkness turn
darker around me, when
dreams have disappeared,
leaving only shadows
of doubt?

Must the silence make
me weep, and the shade
of summertime bring
regrets?

Must I keep remembering
your smiles, kisses, sweet
embrace in the night of no
more tomorrows?

Must I walk alone among
the weeping willow, watch
the stream of life stop
flowing the other way?

Must I lay my head down 
under the oak of life's
force, and surrender
myself to my master?

Must I give up, and give
into the pain I carry,
the tears I shed in vain,
when time is now running
out to hold you once more?

Must I believe that you
will return, when I know
it will never be, you have
been reborn into the masters
kingdom, leaving me all alone
my love..
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Love Is Forever

Love is forever peaceful,
never letting go, a touch of
heaven, flowing free.

Love is forever growing
among all nationalities,
it lives within all of us..

Love is a forever thing,
never letting go, flowing
through time..

love is not forced,
it's free, need is holding
on, not free. but love lives
within each soul..

Love is a lasting
thing that brightens
every heart..

Love. power of the
the universe, it multiplies
over and over again,
living forever.

© 2020DerenaBree (All rights reserved)
 Apr 2020
Ann
Fingers touch
eyes dilating

he moves closer.

One last kiss
long but sweet.

I move away
with memories.
 Apr 2020
Sarita Aditya Verma
Simple interests
Complex values
Evaluating
Desired profits
Loss of interests
Principal principles lost
The
Amateur

The
Expert

The
Rookie

The
Aficionado

The
Freshman

The
Maestro

The
Dabbler

The
Craftsman

Poet

There's a place here
For everyone
With a passion
For words
Reading and writing is therapy
 Apr 2020
Dez
The awkward ness is real
Whenever you are near
But you don’t seem to notice
But I am always stumbling of my words
Asking stupid questions
Like what do you think of birds
You just smile and laugh
And I try to stand
As you just hold my hand
Then when the night falls
We walk the halls
And I listen to you talk
Of how you want to travel
But you have to wait
For the rest of your life to unravel
And as the hour is late
I take you home
And I am left alone
But your words are left in my head
And as I am lying in this bed
All I can think about is you
But do you think of me?
 Apr 2020
Harriet Shea
Calmness dwells within the stillness
of silence, secure in all beauty
surrounding our imaginary mind
in times.

Reaching down, touching calmness in this
perfect silence that will never be
lived again, nor can that special glow
we feel, be lived in that second it became
special!

Fragrant fields of lilies flow with the
breeze, masking away thoughts that
soon we must leave these moments so
precious and dear to us!

Ferns green, trees filled with birds
singing there first, the last song in this
moment of silence so perfect, this
a magical dream, by the blue waters
by the sea, sands bleached by the sun
Mesmerized forever in our minds
a spell only one can create.

Mystified! we have to leave this place
filled with song, sweet perfume above
all heavenly thoughts we know we could
hold unto forever, only in a dream, never
awakening, would it live on forever, our
own special place next to heaven.

Mystified in silence we swim the waters
that bind, the heartfelt memories of
how it was in our place near the green
cove of the Netherlands, all aglow; enchanted
by the beauty, we left like the breeze saying
farewell! Till we meet again someday in
the silence of that special night.

2020DerenaBree(All rights reserved)
 Apr 2020
Poetic T
I think my mind just threw up
                       in my subconscious.

Chunks of metaphor,
         smelling the bile

of an idiots question..
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