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Oct 2013 Katy

Who am I?

Oct 2013 Katy

Brad

I am nothing, yet I see myself in everything around me...
I am insignificant; compared to the all, yet the all cannot exist without me.
Be bold, be brave, go wherever the heart leads you.
How can we fear this which is ours?
Isn't it foolish to feel like foreigners in this wonderful journey that we are all a part of?
Why do we believe in things, instead of seeking only that, which is true?
Life is all that there is, experiences are the lessons we get from our master which is Life.
"Energy cannot be created nor destroyed, it can only be transferred by an external force."
Like a worm morphing into a butterfly, We will spread our wings and see existence from a plane much different from this one.
We are not the things we own, nor are we the jobs we do...we are much more.
Be strong...be brave, give love whenever possible.
Be fearless when chasing your dreams, be happy in the knowing the You, beyond the physical, has yet to reach it's journey's end.

Oct 2013 Katy

I miss you

Oct 2013 Katy

Bellis Tart

I miss you

I miss that piece of me
  that disappeared when you left
I miss those smiles that warmed me
  and made me feel my best
I miss how I used to be
  back when things were right
I miss those days I spent with you
  and looking forward to our nights
I miss the way I loved you
  but love me you did not
I miss not missing you
  now that hollow memories are all I've got

(c) 05/01/11

Oct 2013 Katy

running into old lovers

Oct 2013 Katy

Selena Madhat

running into old lovers

Running into someone you once loved can bring back all the memories of that person,
you start to reminisce all the time you spent together
you think of all the good times
you think of the things that were left unsaid
that if you could do it again you would do it right
but it's over now
we're no longer lovers
your my past
and I can't go back
because along with the good times came with bad times
I like to believe things happen for a reason
and us ending being one of them
even though it hurt
we used to be lovers
we can not love again.

Oct 2013 Katy

internet love //

Oct 2013 Katy

wounded

internet love //

i want to exchange this keyboard for you
instead of hitting keys and making spaces
my hands should hit all right places
instead of looking at letters across the screen
stare at your eyes and read you like a poem
instead of sending messages across miles of cables
my words would slip of the tongue and soak into yours

i want you here next to me
so i can stop writing prose through my fingertips
and use them to caress your face
so i can stop wrapping words in poetry
and wrap your body in kisses
so i can stop thinking of sexetry
and use my mind in ways that bring you ecstasy

i'm sick of writing poetry for you
so come here and let’s drop the words
line breaks and punctuation
let’s stop writing for each other
and let ourselves carry the message

let's stop writing poetry
and live it instead

Oct 2013 Katy

What I Was Able to Describe

Oct 2013 Katy

annmarie

What I Was Able to Describe

I've something to tell you,
but no idea how to say it.
Especially when I'm not even
completely sure what "it" is.
My first thought was a painting
(a picture's worth a thousand words, you know)
but I quickly learned that
not even a thousand was enough.
I wasn't quite able to convey
simply through brush strokes
the feeling in the pit of my stomach
(like a dropping rollercoaster,
but much more thrilling)
whenever you smile at me.
Just a few pencil marks
couldn't ever communicate
the fireworks that ignite
as soon as our fingers touch.
And I've heard other people
try to explain in only words
the way this feels
(the closest we've gotten are the letters l-o-v-e)
but I'm not sure if even
the world's greatest poets
would be able to accurately portray this—
let alone me, with my little notebook
and my twelve-cent ballpoint pen.
But I need you to know
that even if I can't describe it to you,
there's something about 'us'
that makes me happier than I've ever been.