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 Jul 2015
GaryFairy
all my life i thought i was trying
i laughed just to keep from crying
looking back, i went down the wrong track

just more memories to dismember

i surrender

all the time that i spent just wasting
was only time i was facing
looking back, at every rock hard fact

only bad things that i remember

i surrender
Getting back to experimenting with syllable counts and consonant sounds, and how they effect the flow of a poem/song. Here, I used 9-8-9-9-4 syllable count.
 Jul 2015
Aztec Warrior
It has been said
that when a gypsy witch sings,
the moon's silver tongue
speaks illusion in haiku,
and its beams tickle
feathers in your dream catcher.

I am no witch,
but in the darkest moments of night
where shadows dance uninhibited
with Milky Way stars,
I find serenity in your songs,
and I blow sonnets
of silver sensuality
over the contours of your beauty,
to tickle your dreams.

Aztec Warrior 7/28/15
Written for a poetic friend who said they were waiting to be tickled by a silver moon.... hope she likes... ;0)
 Jul 2015
Jake muler
**** truck almost hit me at the roadway of penny street
And the exit of seventy
Almost slammed by a truck, I thought is this it.
 Jul 2015
GaryFairy
in this world we're living in
it's so easy giving in
it's harder to stand and fight
to try to do what is right

with love we could shine
a light from your heart to mine
we are all the same inside
let's let go of foolish pride
 Jul 2015
Jake muler
I went to section fifteen to try and work the chord cabled advantage but yet the boss got miraged into some stupor? Is he all there today? Not sure
 Jul 2015
brandon nagley
A poet needeth not pen and paper
To writeth down their prophetic vision's;
A poet, is one of the soul
As the soul
Keepeth all poetry by memory,
Not needing some pen and paper. .



©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
 Jul 2015
brandon nagley
Poetry
This soul's release;
From this purgatory called earth...



©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
 Jul 2015
brandon nagley
To many just heareth thing's
They don't careth to listen
Yet what they don't understand is;
That's why we hath so many wars
Whether with gun's
Or word's,
If only others wouldst listen...




©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
 Jul 2015
Arcassin B
By Arcassin Burnham

I,
Use to be what everyone thought was a easy target,
It's so sad that they make fun of the wealth,
Say,
What they want , I just turn the other way and
Never look back,
I don't know what to do with myself,

So get your fingers out my ******* face,
I really hate violence,
But I have to put you back in your place,

I really changed alot for you

I,
I never meant hurt anyone I was living a horrid life,
There never was a plan for me,
Said,
What they said and it defeats the purpose when I didn't
live right,
But there wasn't a purpose for me,

And while I put you back in your place,
Bad luck on my side,
I just wanna get out of this human race,

I really changed alot for you.
Changed Ep ending
 Jul 2015
Jake muler
The day is hot today as the cool breeze is like a icecube today
 Jul 2015
Jake muler
Enjoy stiffness, as stiff is broad
 Jul 2015
Jake muler
My room today such a fatal mess, try my hardest and clean the best
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