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 Jul 1 Jiya
Roi
Bicycle
 Jul 1 Jiya
Roi
We were strangers,
But then we talked.
We would flirt,
And then fall in love.
You didn't like what you became
So you locked your heart away,
Buried with my skeletons.
We fell in love,
And we would flirt.
But then we talked. Now
We are strangers.
Despite being trapped in a cycle, we are always moving.
 Jul 1 Jiya
maria
self note
 Jul 1 Jiya
maria
he is not worth it
you shine without all the distactions
read it again.

written on June 30, 2020
 Jun 2019 Jiya
Luna
Poets
 Jun 2019 Jiya
Luna
How to become a poet:
Let someone rip your soul apart.
And in the need of mending ,
You will replace it with words.
 Mar 2019 Jiya
Ashari Ty

Skies are beautiful
They have clouds
But they still cry

Why wouldn't you?

You are beautiful
You have poems
You can cry too
Because crying is honesty to your emotions, and honesty is beautiful ;)
 Mar 2019 Jiya
Jayantee Khare

lonely when you're with none
lonelier when with wrong one
and the loneliest when not
understood by the people your own..


Just a thought...
 Nov 2018 Jiya
Another Bad Poem
it's official
it has been
a month

a whole,
wild month
but still a month

a month of
countless words
and
hundreds of views

though the question is
what is the point of this?
i've been here a month
and i'm still not sure

do i write here
just so
i have an outlet?
to get these feelings out?

am i here
to seek acceptance
to find people who feel like me
or who appreciate my thoughts?

am i just here
to feel wanted and understood
to hear praise and
watch my views climb?

is this a way for me
to say things to people
that i don't have the courage to say
in real life?

or am i here to help
diffuse my anger
and dull the pointed edges
of my soul
and try to put together
the shattered parts of me
by accepting them myself?
 Oct 2018 Jiya
Ariana Bagley
I love him
I tell myself
I know that
We will be together forever
I don’t believe that
We could be separated
My thoughts tell me that
He’s the love of my life
Sometimes my heart lies and says
I could live an eternity
Without him
Like my friends say
“We’re perfect for each other”
And you can’t tell me
He’s not the one.

Now read from bottom to top.
 Oct 2018 Jiya
harlon rivers
In a midwinter night’s dream
  i found myself lost again,   
  or was it even this year ?
  It may even go back farther
  than yesterdays out of reach,  
  older than an ancient pyramid stone
 
Before the rebirth of past life deposits,
  unborn orphaned motherless sediment,
  flotsam of the ages adrift,
  unknown for more than a thousand years

... waiting for so long to see beyond the bounds

High atop a slippery edge-cliff
  i clung  ―            
Searching for a deeper understanding
  of who i am;

Roosting like a starving bird of prey
  with a broken wing
  born alone ... holding on
  With a fear in his eyes
that only i could comprehend
  
  Staring way down deep in the pith,       
into an internal pitch black abyss,
  just begging to see beyond ―
  Mindful it's so hard looking
  into the eye of a storm

Intimately parsing the recurrent source
  of reigning pain
Where the perpetual fog of isolation dwells;
an inversion,     preventing dispersion
  of the nimbus  cold  and  dark

In the darkness, there bides a suffocating
  emptiness,  
  A swelling silence what loudly knells,
  leeching through a perennial ache

An abating voice within hollers unheard,
  invisible as a bitter cold wind howling
  relentlessly through the hollow pang;
  Echoing the subsiding say
(squeezed out) ... of an orphaned soul
  deep beneath the light

Awakening to realize  ―  once i was alive
  and
i could feel me holding on to you



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Written by:   harlon rivers ... 12/30/2017

Thank you for reading this personal introspective journey  ― peace
 Oct 2018 Jiya
Lauren Leal
Actions speak louder than words,
You wonder why I'm speechless.
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