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 Apr 2014 Kesh KS
imadeitallup
yeah, you're beautiful
you're a dying star
you're just burning up

knowing
doesn't make you
wise
surviving
doesn't make you
brave
what makes
the man
are the things
he'll never quite
be

yeah, you're beautiful
you're a dying star
you're just burning up

loving
doesn't make you
kind
honesty
doesn't make you
true
what would've
made the difference
are the things
you'd never
do

yeah, you're beautiful
that's all you are
it's all you are.
I wrote this little bit this morning while watching BBC. :)
 Apr 2014 Kesh KS
Alexis
Poets
 Apr 2014 Kesh KS
Alexis
Us poets
Aren't we all the same?

We all write about
Love, lust, heartbreak, hatred.
Depression, self-harm, recovery, relapses.
The sun and the rain, the breeze, the moon and stars.
Remembering, forgetting, past mistakes.

Do we not centre around these topics?

It's all just a matter of
Twisting, manipulating
Phrases used one too many times.
Adding a touch of yourself here,
Another hint there.

To conjure something
We call
Original.
 Apr 2014 Kesh KS
bekka walker
I'm stupidly sad over a boy that's not mine.
I'm stupidly sad thinking of them waiting in line.
For a concert we never got to see,
An embodiment of you and me.
I know you held her hand,
and sang her those lyrics that now I can't stand.
Battling spite.
Those things we shared late late at night.
I'm stupidly sad over a boy that's not mine.
When will this heal?
Where's my bandaid of time?
a poem to be birthed. but possibly too late.  think on this some more. this isn't the poem it's supposed to be.
 Apr 2014 Kesh KS
SG Holter
Poet, be not afraid.
There are far worse things than
Bad poetry.

Keep writing; like a child keeps
Drawing with the purest of
Disregards to likeness.

The more stones you turn, the more
Gems you produce.

The more ink you rain,
The more gracious your written
Children grow.

All flexing builds muscle.

Rough bricks form castles.

Even Dalì carved canvases to shreds
And started anew
Not caring too much.
Not caring

Too much
To keep painting.
 Apr 2014 Kesh KS
Elijah Almond
ah
it all washes away
no worries
just kick'em up

relax

easy as a summer's breeze
beautiful like an autumn's eve
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