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 Jun 2019
Pagan Paul
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At the table of eternal sorrow
sits a fool with a crooked smile,
faking interest in a world obscene
and feigning the mood of yesterwhile.
Couched over bent with quill extended,
he writes his heart with a bitter beat,
floating in the mire of a memory stained,
poised with nib to command the sheet.
Capering words form across the weave
with capricious intent and shadow play,
smoke and mirrors intersect and disperse
whilst his mind carries the story away.




© Pagan Paul (04/03/19)
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 Jun 2019
btp
There's a huge gap between
What people say & do
And
What people think & feel
I have love for whom are aligned.
 Jun 2019
Mythical
Lavishing things aren't that great,
The small simple things matter,
It doesn't take much to make a person smile,
Small little surprises does the trick.
 Jun 2019
Mythical
We live in a crazy world,
Where friendships become fake,
Can we even trust ourselves?
Or our life in general is full of lies?
 Jun 2019
Ayan
It's raining between the worlds.

Drops of sugar in the air
And the windows glazed with trust.

People fighting on the streets
Their blood colouring the rest.

The eyes are for the blind
But that's what they say.

It's raining between the worlds
Bullets and roses all come to greet.

"Shake the hands of what you may please"
Taking the hands we try to free.

Money is just a paper to fill your pocket
And your pride,
But it also keeps their hands clean
While we check our dimes.

But these must be lies,
That's what they say
Or else why would we live in a world we fake

What do you say?
 Jun 2019
Bad Luck
My tides move in waves
Of reactive oscillation.
Bound to your momentum
By threads of gravitation.

Gravity, like rainfall . . .
I, never yours,
And you, never mine.

Each day I etch a tally,
And try to act surprised
That another day
Has come and gone
In which the sun forgot to shine.
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 Jun 2019
Enzo
The weirdest dream
I ever had
was you
not being in it
 Jun 2019
MisfitOfSociety
Found a lady the other day,
Older than time itself.
Outlive the dinosaurs,
With wrinkles that touched the ground.
They were large enough for a child to swing in,
For me to use as a hammock.
She says to me “do you love me?”
And I say yes, but only if I can sleep in your skin folds.
She has ended homelessness,
By just existing.
People have found comfort in an old lady’s skin.
 Jun 2019
MisfitOfSociety
You hid pieces of yourself,
In places you would never look.
Hidden within those inner landscapes;
Unable to remember their names.
 Jun 2019
Ashly Kocher
Feeling helpless
Don’t know where to turn
Keep spinning in circles
To the point of no return  
With no beginning or end in sight
Just the waiting of concern
That dreaded phone call tonight
I’ll keep praying with all my might
When the time is right
Everything will be alright
For now we sit and wait
As we watch you wither away
Closer and closer to your last breath
In and out
In and out
Until his death....
My mother-in-laws husband isn’t going to make it many more days. On top of that, my sister-in-law’s husband was rushed to the hospital this morning (he’ll be ok for now) my birthday is tomorrow, my husbands dads death anniversary is Friday and Father’s Day  is Sunday. just a lot happening at the moment. Just send a little prayer to my family and to anyone around the world that needs a little extra love and support.
Thank you!
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