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 Jun 2016 KarmaPolice
nivek
the retreat behind the curtain
a place you feel almost sane
where the silence and the storm
vie for the madness in your mind

a poets dreamy palace
made from sticks and paper
a floor opening up
and the sky for a bed

you want to sleep to dream
and dream yourself awake
where death may find you
mid way betwixt them both.
 Jun 2016 KarmaPolice
Arcassin B
By Arcassin Burnham

How I feel when you move me into places I've
Always cherished,
I could see you and me and a baby carriage,
thinking of what we managed
but it's just you and me and our bickering back
and forth and we've wasted too much time,
everything is black and grey to you,
there is just no sunshine,

I think I better keep it up,
Is it enough?
Your thinking about how life is tough,
Where is the trust?
Loyalty and the things we break when we
Just fuss,
Fighting like little kids in school,
Stay on the bus,
Are we playing for keeps and all that stands
For us,
Erupting like volcanoes part from the earths
Crust,
You got me feeling overly dead,
I failed on us,
Apart from all the things we did while we
Discussed.
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Hope kills everything good inside
Clinging to me like silent death
Latching on and whispering in the back of my mind

Everytime im ready to move on
It drags up all the sweet memories
Pointing out the connection we had
Reminding me that the love was real

With its whipsers and illusions
I think to myself
Maybe theres another way
We were to strong to just disappear
We'll get throughr this we'll pull through

But days turn into weeks
Weeks drag on to months
Our four year anniversary passes by me dead  
And I am suddenly brought back to reality
You're never coming back to me

And just like that I am heartbroken again
The pain as fresh as that first day
And everything good I built up inside
Withers and dies under hopes mocking laugh

Please please take away this hope
Because its killing me
And everything good inside
 Jan 2016 KarmaPolice
Olivia Kent
Making love in summer's sunlight.
Back dressed with strikes of strong tender fingers that listen to unspoken words.
Actions in accordance to perfect requests.
Chuckles of children created of love.
The reason for loves entry.
Immense perfection.
(C) LIVVI
 Dec 2015 KarmaPolice
Michael L
Calm I'm not on any day
Formed by forces beyond my control

You fear me without knowing me
I'm really just transparency

Plunge your hand into my belly
Feel how easy I give way

My life is one big rise and fall
The wrinkles and foam I produce

Mighty is my capacity to drench
Administering liquid in great degrees

Sand and rock are my enemy
They dare to stand in my way

In the end, it's my nature I adore
The constant eb and flow
beside the fireplace
all coloured lights, tinted wreaths
and bright glass baubles
its base wrapped in green paper
its top a big silver star
and one little boy kneeling
watching the bubble lights glow
lost in the magic
Choka
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