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 Jul 2019 Jared
Marla
PAINPAINPAINPAIN     IGNORANCE    PAINPAINPAINPAIN
HATEHATEHATEHATE CONFUSION LOVELOVELOVELOVE
HATEHATEHATEHATE CONFUSION LOVELOVELOVELOVE
HATEHATEHATEHATE CONFUSION LOVELOVELOVELOVE
HATEHATEHATEHATE CONFUSION LOVELOVELOVELOVE
HATEHATEHATEHATE CONFUSION LOVELOVELOVELOVE
HATEHATEHATEHATE CONFUSION LOVELOVELOVELOVE
HATEHATEHATEHATE CONFUSION LOVELOVELOVELOVE
HATEHATEHATEHATE CONFUSION LOVELOVELOVELOVE
PLEASUREPLEASURE     KNOWING     PLEASUREPLEASURE
what are we
 Jul 2019 Jared
Rangzeb Hussain
The constant waves of an uncertain era,
Headlines confused with stale paranoia,

Switch off the media,
Silence the social lies,

In the gift of a warm season take delight,
All pain is but a shadow in the closing of a day.
 Jul 2019 Jared
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 Jul 2019 Jared
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i watch as the daylight shines,
igniting the light and faith in me.

i listen as the rain hits the roof,
realizing that i am losing myself in the calmness.

i lose hope as the candle that was giving me light,
now lost its spark, leaving me in the dark.

i search as i see you slowly fade away,
my heart longing to be in your arms.

i cling as our memories replay by itself,
remembering our laughter and smiles are gone.

i smile as i’ve always wanted a happy ending,
but now, i’ll settle for only an ending.
where are you?
 Jul 2019 Jared
Alex John Peace
Watch me as I fall apart,
try and fix the pieces of my broken heart,
but there is nothing left to mend,
for the damage is done,
my feelings are so numb,
I keep saying to myself it'll be ok in the end,
but this time I fear I've gone too far,
cut too deep into my scars,
the only way I can escape is into your heart,
but it's too late,
so you can watch me as I fall apart.
 Jun 2019 Jared
Hello Prolly
these, why seasons are
so many
why (we) changing
way too often

stepping out in sandals
enter freezing blizzards
wearing scarf and mittens
get burned by melting hot

about to smell the scent of lillies
breath in troubled dust
rushing out to driest desert
my naked knees soak through mud

being seasoned seasoner
seems not help enough
forseeing unseen-able
ends up rough

these, our seasons
reckless in motion
thus locking us
in motionless loops

thank mindseasons
only
mindgardens
blossom
 Jun 2019 Jared
so okay poems
feelings are like bottles
we throw away.

drowning is something
we can do everyday.

falling is
an endless string of pain.
 Jun 2019 Jared
Jude Quinn
Pieces
 Jun 2019 Jared
Jude Quinn
You take the pieces of your broken heart and you build a future with them.

At first, you won't know you're building it, but it will become clear when the time is right.
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