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Not the attraction a boy of ten
has for his peers
he was not even among
the intimate friends
yet a kind of lust I felt
when he was around
a flutter and denser breath
and in his absence
paling of all else.

That early seeding
was a hushed gust
blowing awhile in the ravine of
deep south.

Pretty girls emerged from the dust
and the first man in me
grew out of first love.
 Apr 2018
Faith
Tomorrow I take journey that no one should walk.

My falter are my own emotions.

I'm scared. Standing strong.

The word for what my Mother has I will not Utter.

Rubbing the head of Buddha.
 Mar 2018
Keith Edward Baucum
How important is grammar when writing?  Is it a big deal or is it something that don't really matter?
Are you a grammar police officer?
As long as I can follow and understand what your saying then it's all good.
But I do want my poems and prose to be correct.  I want the reader to be able to understand and follow what I'm saying.
 Mar 2018
Rowibh
the universe is too ignorant
the universe doesn’t know who you are
no one does
it’s just you
all alone
in the darkness

but as you drown
deep down in the oceans
and scream
still;
silence is louder

you’re left down there
not able to breathe
not able to speak
and suddenly,
death reaches you

that’s when
the universe
becomes aware of the unknown
of the gone
of the dead
 Mar 2018
Leaetta May
it came to me as I sat by the sea
"infinitely profound and immeasurable"
how it could take me into it's depths
now I have HP
it is a sea
and I can jump in
and join the others
who are like me
a part of the sea
quote is from the Lotus Sutra
Come sit with me
Take the world off your shoulders
We don't have to talk if you don't want
I'll just sit with you and be your friend
 Mar 2018
Pagan Paul
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I thought of you the other day,
saw your face and kindly laughed.
Remembering how we used to play,
and cried at the times now passed.

The clock ticks, and tocks.
But strangely with no sound.
There is a timely silence,
now that you are not around.
My heart aches and cries,
but strangely without a tear.
There is a brutal loneliness,
now that you are not here.

Do you ever think of me,
see my face and kindly smile?
Lose yourself in my memory,
and linger on the thought awhile?



© Pagan Paul (2016)
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 Mar 2018
Eric W
If only
I was able
to follow
my own advice,
 Mar 2018
Born
5
                   a
               e      r
           y             s

since I joined hello
a larva with a torn soul
Clinging to Whatever's left of life

since I started scratching for light
Peeking at the  deeming tunnel
but still hoping

since I started dinning with poets
eating haiku in the morning
drinking sonnet in the afternoon
feeling the aching agony of the broken in the evening
falling in love with the dreamers at night

Since my heart was pounded
wrecked and left with unspeakable pain

Since Born was birthed
a crawling character that was literally dying
but still screaming for hope, love and dream

Since Ismael Ibrahim aka Born
stopped existing
and started living
I appreciate every single one of you for making this journey possible. In good, bad and worst I poured out my heart to you guys and you showed me nothing but love. Thank you
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