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 Mar 2014 Elli
Brendan Thomas
I walk through the mist
Moon casting peculiar shadows
Headstones tall and thin
Branches leave ghastly images
Among the dirt,the mist and leaves

Heavy heartedly I proceed
I never like this walk
It's here just past the trees
I walk upon them,and fall upon my knees

I often wonder ,what could be different
If you didn't have to go
Where would we be now
You never let me know

I'm still angry at you, even now
Or am I just suffering
From a long since broken heart
I don't know what I feel
I only know it still hurts

I love you
I'll see you again tomorrow.
 Mar 2014 Elli
Brendan Thomas
Two people linked by common thoughts
Are links within a chain
They run throughout the universe
With thoughts they cannot tame

Where they end they begin
And where they begin they end
Two roads shall meet
Where a sign shall read
"Here they became friends".
Inspired by a recent message
 Mar 2014 Elli
E. E. Cummings
i like my body when it is with your
body. It is so quite new a thing.
Muscles better and nerves more.
i like your body.  i like what it does,
i like its hows.  i like to feel the spine
of your body and its bones,and the trembling
-firm-smooth ness and which i will
again and again and again
kiss, i like kissing this and that of you,
i like, slowly stroking the,shocking fuzz
of your electric furr,and what-is-it comes
over parting flesh….And eyes big love-crumbs,

and possibly i like the thrill

of under me you so quite new
 Mar 2014 Elli
E. E. Cummings
Humanity i love you
because you would rather black the boots of
success than enquire whose soul dangles from his
watch-chain which would be embarrassing for both

parties and because you
unflinchingly applaud all
songs containing the words country home and
mother when sung at the old howard

Humanity i love you because
when you’re hard up you pawn your
intelligence to buy a drink and when
you’re flush pride keeps

you from the pawn shop and
because you are continually committing
nuisances but more
especially in your own house

Humanity i love you because you
are perpetually putting the secret of
life in your pants and forgetting
it’s there and sitting down

on it
and because you are
forever making poems in the lap
of death Humanity

i hate you
 Mar 2014 Elli
E. E. Cummings
i will wade out
                        till my thighs are steeped in burning flowers
I will take the sun in my mouth
and leap into the ripe air
                                       Alive
                                                 with closed eyes
to dash against darkness
                                       in the sleeping curves of my body
Shall enter fingers of smooth mastery
with chasteness of sea-girls
                                            Will i complete the mystery
                                            of my flesh
I will rise
               After a thousand years
lipping
flowers
             And set my teeth in the silver of the moon
 Mar 2014 Elli
Danielle Barlow
How do you know when to turn the page
or to just give up and close the book?
When does it all become just pointless rage?
Or other feelings that can't be overtook?
So yeah.. I know that isn't good but oh well
 Mar 2014 Elli
Ali Cronin
I'm not supposed
To want to kiss your lips
& make sure happiness
Finds it's way to your day.
Giving you romance tips
Between my acid trips
& pretending
It's all okay.
Because it's wrong.
I'm not right.
And now I'm off
On a different flight
Descending
Burning
Rotting in hell.
& I don't know
If you could tell
But I'm pushing up daisies
Maybe I'm crazy
Just because I want you
To call me your baby
 Mar 2014 Elli
JK Cabresos
6AM
 Mar 2014 Elli
JK Cabresos
6AM
it's 5am
the moon is still awake
the birds sings
and the cold wind blows
over the silence

the rooster crows
and i smell
the sweet fragrance
of grasses
and i don't mind
if it's dark or cold

i have to see you
before you go home
to tell you goodbye

before i'll miss
your lips
your hugs
and your eyes

i hope by 6am
when you go
when we separate
our ways
you'll miss me too
 Mar 2014 Elli
amrutha
Once you know what heaven feels like,
It simply becomes the hardest thing
to survive between four walls
to survive among people
and eventually
die.
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