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 Feb 2021 gellison
Jessica B
You are not the love of my life,
You are the life of my love ❤️
 Feb 2021 gellison
 Feb 2021 gellison
Between the lines
of now and then,
you’re drawing me
with ink and pen.
Every ridge
and every curve
you’re carving out
what I deserve.
Tangled veins
and knotted hair,
a thunderstorm
of senseless care.
Between the breaths
of God and man-
You’re writing me
just as I am.
With fractured bones
and black-hole eyes,
painted purple,
ringed with lies.
All I am
is what you see
and what you make
is all I’ll be.
You're upset because I don't like you,
but I'm just playing the game.
I've learned from the best
and now the rest
will surely learn the same.
 Feb 2021 gellison
I think the reason
I search so hard for love
Is because I know I will never
Find some inside of me
 Feb 2021 gellison
He doesn't burn photographs
He doesn't join therapy sessions
He doesn't smoke too many cigarettes
Nor he drown himself into alcohol
He scratches his wounds daily
And never let them heal
He doesn't try to get rid of the pain
Instead he let it grow on him
He waters the seed of sorrow with his tears
He feeds it with the manure of old memories
He takes it to sleep with him
And nurtures it in himself
Till the moment when every single drop of his blood gets replaced by this pain
Until his fragile heart can bear no more
And his soul starts overflowing with emotions
That's when he dip his pen into this pain
And empty his heart on a piece of paper
He bares his soul for us to feel
He creates poetry that the world would cherish for centuries to come
That's how true poetry comes into existence
 Feb 2021 gellison
Ashly Kocher
In my head
I speak freely and truthful
Why can’t I do that out loud?
 Feb 2021 gellison
 Feb 2021 gellison
You can never be as rich as I am,

all you have is money.

I have so much more
than just
 Feb 2021 gellison
 Feb 2021 gellison
who are you
to stand in my way so steadily
said the woodpecker
to the tree

— The End —