Diapers and politicians
need to be changed frequently
and for the same reasons

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los panales y los politicos
hay que cambiarles a menudo
y por los mismos motivos

For I am lost.
Basking in the darkness.
Relishing this lasting embrace.

from the beauty of the break of day
to the enchantment of the night,
if his eyes find these words I pray
they shall find in them delight:

at the sparkle of the velvet sky,
at the day-lit cotton blue,
at the very apple of his eye,
at the girl who sees him true;

I long that his ears hear the song,
the duet of wood and brook
that grows in defiance loud and strong
for the branches people took,

for the wanderer between the hills,
for the two birds far apart,
for the battle cry so loud and shrill
of emotion that swells my heart.

Keep poetry
In the clouds above your head
Write poetry
Across the world to make peoples
Think that you are a poet
Love poetry
When u are having good habits
Or compassion
Express poetry
About your feelings happening now
Show poetry
What u are able to do with it
Telling others that
                           POETRY
                                 IS
                       EVERYTHING
  But keeping poetry is what we do today.

                         By K-mari ©2016

I guess the step I took
Was too heavy.
The thin ice finally broke
And we are slowly sinking
To the bottom.
Unable to breathe,
Conscious every second.

unsure of what to say
in a cryptic state,
the balancing beam of
appearing happy while
still being me,
the jaded queen of
uncertainty

I begged for this
and I have it now,
and already I have
saturated it in
self-doubt