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Sep 2017 John Michael Biely

Mystic904

There, come the sounds of shrieks and shriek
And here, comes a newly prepared tweet

For how long will we remain silent,
Goes another ambulance with a loud siren

The missiles are again ready to ****,
Loaded with a thousand kills, a bill?

There's goes another missile with the millionth ****
Here are we, ready to take another pill

God, be the judge of the tyrants
Neither are we going anywhere still

#provokepoems #reality #calltoaction

Sep 2017 John Michael Biely

Paintings

Sep 2017 John Michael Biely

Shruti Gauba

Paintings

Grabbing my shades of yellow,
I used to paint the sun,
that peeped up from low valleys
when the day had just begun.
Then I took all hues of blue,
and filled them in the sky
where a lonely tree would stand,
and the birds would sing and fly.
The greens I saved for grasses,
and the reds were for the flowers,
But now in place of all these things,
now stand sky reaching towers.
And I thought I couldn't paint,
for I grew up and lost my art,
but I know my brush still aches,
for the colors dear to my heart.
So bring me blues skies if you can,
and I'll paint from sun to ground.
But the truth is that I cannot paint,
because my colors can't be found.

Bring me back blues skies. Bring me back the summer breeze.
Bring me back the green grasses, so my brush can dance in peace.

#colours #nature #lost #paintings #beauty #life

Sep 2017 John Michael Biely

branded salvation

Sep 2017 John Michael Biely

a m a n d a

branded salvation

i guess i
find it strange
the way
people i d e n t i f y
and q u a n t i f y
their existence
according to
a version of
a brand of
the divine,

greatly chosen b y
influenced b y
geography and
  family ties.

and i'm sorry, but,
it cannot be
that everyone is
simply describing
the same
phenomena with
different w o r d s
      like a version
           or an update
   or an accent,

because although life
is grey, some things are,
and some things
are not.

there is but one
merriam-webster
dictionary.

dictionary.com also
defines words,
even the
same words
but they are
distinct entities.

they live under
the umbrella of
    a bigger concept
about words
   and language,

they are versions of
explanations of
a more
e l u s i v e
construct -

the word.

and you cannot even grasp
exactly what
  the word is,
because it
depends on
so many factors.

yet most
grab onto and cling to
the first dictionary
thrown at them.

others might exist
and even be
similar,

but you know
you have your favorite,

you are a
brand loyalist.

and the product
is

reality.

which is fine,
i guess,
in and of
itself

as long as
you can admit
that Kleenex is
the best and
Puffs is for
losers.

sure, you might smile at
the Puffs users and
even bring them
a meal,

but deep down inside
you know that
   you are right

**and they are wrong.

Sep 2017 John Michael Biely

For Him

Sep 2017 John Michael Biely

Anonymous Freak

For Him

There was queen Ann's lace
And yellow wild flowers
Up to our knees.

I can breathe with you.

There were gentle raindrops
Whispering on our faces.
Sock feet entwined,
Suspended in the air
Guarded by two trees
At dusk.
Your warm body pressed
Against mine.

I can feel calm with you.

I wrinkled my yellow dress
In the water softened rocks
On the sunset beach.
You mumbled profanity
At your camera,
And I couldn't stop smiling.
There you were
With me,
And with
Me.

I can feel with you.

It was in the moment
With my hand
Gripped in yours
Pressed up against your lips
That I knew,
And knew you did too.
Your hazel eyes
Gave it away,
Filling my heart,
And breaking it with your sadness
All at once.

I love you.

In a tender moment,
Softly touched
By sunlight,
You signed "beautiful"
On my face.
Your soft lips are slowly
Soothing the bad memories
Away.
Replacing them with
Golden hour baked
Love.
You've become
The most welcoming home
I've ever had.

I can be loved by you.

I brushed on
My pink lipstick,
And you combed down
Your damp hair,
Every few moments we exchanged
A kiss,
It was so amazingly ordinary.

I can feel natural with you.

Your head
Rested on my chest,
Because I know the softest grass
Under my favorite tree,
And like my secret writings,
You shared it with me.

I can feel safe with you.

You make a poet
Lose her words,
In the moment
You speak love,
Where I am speechless with warmth,
So here's my love.

I
Love
You

#love

Sep 2017 John Michael Biely

Tell me Tomorrow

Sep 2017 John Michael Biely

Daniel Gambill

Tell me Tomorrow

I'm too drunk today, so don't tell me it's over.
Maybe you can tell me tomorrow when I'm sober.
Or, don't tell me at all, because its too painful to hear.
Everything I tried to do to convince you its real,
Just fell to the wayside so you can be you.
Maybe no amount of words I say could change that too,
But, there's a part of me that wishes things could be different,
That a relationship could exist even with the distance.
I know what I want, and I know what I found
And my feelings won't change even when you're not around.
So you go do you, because I know that's what you need.
I'll stay here and wait patiently.
Because, no matter how long it takes, I'm willing to wait
To take another shot at something this great.
But if it never happens, that'd be ok too;
In the end, I got to know you.
And even though it's not enough, it'll have to be;
You're one of the greatest things to ever happen to me.

#breakup #relationship #love

Sep 2017 John Michael Biely

Don’t Love Her

Sep 2017 John Michael Biely

Andrea Olmos

Don’t Love Her

When you love someone, you love her in every way.  You love their curious insecurities. You love their faults whether they’re like yours or not… even if she feels like a silhouette.
You love the way they walk, whether it’s toward you or not
When they laugh then you laugh because you want share them, and when they stare at you then you stare back because you want to take every detail in.
When you love someone, you get mad at her. You get hurt. You hurt them as well and if you love them so much you try to heal those senseless scars. You try to make them feel better about everything and anything. You make them feel more precious.
When you love someone, you don’t just give up on her. It gets harder each day because then you love them and no matter how awkward it is, you stay loving them because it is still harder without them.
When you love someone, you wonder whether they have eaten, they went home safely, whether they are feeling good about themselves.
When you love someone, you want them to be happy, grateful that one of you has their claws on right.
When you love someone, you hold them as long as they want to be held.
When you love someone, you know it is frightening and exciting.

#love #claws #****