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 Apr 2014 DM
shaqila
Sometimes a kiss is just a kiss
But sometimes it's the prelude  
That ascends the being into heaven
 Apr 2014 DM
shaqila
I'm the star you didn't notice
I'm the rainbow that didn't catch your eye
I'm the soft breeze that you brushed away
I'm the beat your heart missed
I'm the face in the crowd that was drowned
I'm the cry in the night you ignored
I'm the one who watches you whom you cannot see
I'm the song you never sing anymore

I'm the lesson you didn't learn!
Inspired in part by soul!
 Apr 2014 DM
Christina Rossetti
"In the grave, whither thou goest."

O weary Champion of the Cross, lie still:
  Sleep thou at length the all-embracing sleep:
  Long was thy sowing day, rest now and reap:
Thy fast was long, feast now thy spirit's fill.
Yea, take thy fill of love, because thy will
  Chose love not in the shallows but the deep:
  Thy tides were springtides, set against the neap
Of calmer souls: thy flood rebuked their rill.
Now night has come to thee--please God, of rest:
  So some time must it come to every man;
  To first and last, where many last are first.
Now fixed and finished thine eternal plan,
  Thy best has done its best, thy worst its worst:
Thy best its best, please God, thy best its best.
 Mar 2014 DM
shaqila
Daddy, you said, 'I'll see you soon",
Soon is here but you're not.

"Keep this for me, I'll be back soon",
You did not come back.

"I'll go one last time. It'll be alright",
You didn't return and it's not alright.

"I can't believe, am finally going home",
You didn't realize it was your final home.

"It was a good trip but too short. Next time, I'll stay longer",
There is no next time now.

Final or infinite
Appearing really disappearing
Many stories, many tales spun
You're still gone and I'm all alone...

*All right, Good Night!" were your final words
Nothing's right, and
nothing's good about the dark of the night that still persists.
 Mar 2014 DM
shaqila
The weight of the nation upon my shoulders
It feels like,
Grief, hurt, one more word, one more goodbye, one more hug, one more kiss,
It's not over till....
No survivors, they said
No more hope, they said
Go home, they said
Do what needs to be done
I hold you all in my heart
I feel your anguish, your hopelessness, your helplessness
I feel and wish it weren't so,
But it is, but it is,
I feel the weight upon my shoulders,
Rest is miles away
A smile is too difficult to behold
Thank you all for trying
I must rest but I cannot
Beware be warned
An empath's in the house...
 Mar 2014 DM
Roger Turner - Poet
I remember when I saw you
The night that you walked in
I knew I had to meet you
Or just think what might have been
It was something in my brain
That told me something in the stars
Brought you there that evening
And brought you to my bar

We did the verbal game plays
That strangers always do
I think you felt the same about me
As I did about you
Things progressed quite quickly
From the signals you did send
We were set to be together
Together 'till the end

You never want to say goodbye
Not until the day you die
You plan to be together
Until the day you die
You never think of this all ending
Until the day you die
You just want to be together
Until the day you die

We'd fight like cats and dogs would do
But, the make up *** was great
Our friends all kept their distance
When we'd fight out on a date
They could see the future
In fact bets were all laid down
On how long we'd be together
And which one would leave town

We had the perfect life to some
Two kids, a house, some pets
But, the truth of what we really had
Was still riding on those bets
Goodbye was never mentioned
At least I didn't hear
Because the words might just have been drowned out
As that bottle passed my ear

We'd fight all night and clean it up
Broken bottles, busted glass
The kids would spend more time at friends
As time would come to pass
You'd cook a meal, I'd come in late
And in the end you'd cover me
With whatever meal you made
Followed by some ice cold tea

They say that Tortellini
Makes me look good in the light
I think because it goes so well
With my clothes, the sauce so white
We planned to never say it
Until the very end
But one of us will say goodbye
And we sure will not part friends

We don't have matching glasses
At least one is smashed to bits
Thank god you're aim is awful
When you throw one of your fits
I know I'm not an angel
And I guess laughing isn't right
But, most times I sit there thinking
What meal I'll wear tonight

You never want to say goodbye
Not until the day you die
You plan to be together
Until the day you die
You never think of this all ending
Until the day you die
You just want to be together
Until the day you die
 Mar 2014 DM
Dallas Allen
Poetry is expression of self,
but it is not one a major
social network, it is here
this peaceful place of nice people

Self expression with words,
not with some stupid Facebook
status or a tweet, not a tumblr
or Google-plus, just Hello poetry


this place is amazing,
full of life, full of hope
full of.....writers
so why can't we expand this site?

Let people know its here
let the masses know that you
can express yourself through writing
wouldn't it be amazing

to wake up and log on
and see all your friends
do something productive
and fun like post a poem
not a half naked pic
what you guys think, and this site has changed my life... just saying
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