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 Jun 2017 Kon Grin
NPt
Rewind
 Jun 2017 Kon Grin
NPt
Nigh time,
Walking my way to where used to start
Alone,
Ruminating our conversations

Recoil,
Whatever you may call it
Now,
Everything is flashing back to me

Memory,
You aren't part of it.. yet!
 Jun 2017 Kon Grin
The Writer
Tell me, Romeo, why did you love Juliet?
Was it her eyes made of shining sapphires
or the silken waves of her golden crown?

Or better yet, was she only an object you couldn't have?
A blooming rose, covered in poisoned thorns
Promising danger and death with one simple kiss

Why did you let her venom spread through your veins?
A forbidden, poisonous love bringing only destruction
Yet you smiled and watched as it consumed your soul

Was she worth all the pain and the lies?
The broken shards left behind in your foolish escapades
Abandoned for both families to piece back together once more in your wake

Where did it all begin?
Did you start at the beginning
Or were you in the middle before you even knew what was happening?

Your love was doomed from the start
And yet you loved her until your last dying breath
Tell me, Romeo, why did you love Juliet?
I remember the way
the alcohol
lubricated our words to each other
and she told me those three
poisonous words:
"I love you"
Except she added
my name to the end
to make sure I knew
how important it was.
"You're the only
person I've said that to,"
She told me that night
as we parted ways

The next day she told
me that it didn't count
and that she was being
dramatic
and I remained in place
amongst those
who function better
as shadows,
withering under her
light,
hoping to hear the
meaningless words
again.
 Jun 2017 Kon Grin
Conor Martin
Life and Death
as the pendulum swings
Back and forth the momentum wins
The victim of change, Aesthetics of hate
Gravitational, Force pushes us down

Stop listen turn around
Hatred spills the blood in town
Screaming spells the loss of love
Freedom slipping from the hand in a glove

Dictatorship, Reside
Revolution, Obide
Nowhere left to hide
Sandstorm growing at my door
Slipping through the cracks
Words born in anger fight back

Muslim, Attack
Caucasian, Relax
World of Aggression never slacks
Expectations devour
Hate gives birth to our final hour

Cant you see, This is it
Human kind divided, Falling to bits
No chance to cling together
only blown apart
By bombs bought from Martyrs
In a War they claim they didnt start
 Jun 2017 Kon Grin
Cné
Eyes
 Jun 2017 Kon Grin
Cné
Eyes..."the windows of the soul"
revealing all i am and are...
Layers of emotions
that show every battle scar.

With a phrase or harsh action
they may show such grief and pain.
Some often ignore the signs...
and just attack again.

They speak to you, succinctly
and can be an open book
If you would only take the time
to take a deeper look.

They soften when they fall in love
and sharpen to a lie
And tighten when duress is near
and narrow when they spy.

They widen when the wonders
of the world come into sight.
Then close when darkness falls
and just embrace the night.

They flinch when they are startled
and they smile when joy is near.
And lubricate themselves with tears
when losing someone dear.

If you should pay attention
to the billboard of the eyes.
They often tell the truth
and seldom falsely advertise.
 Jun 2017 Kon Grin
Pagan Paul
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Thy loveliness be fyne arte
powdered 'pon a velvet page.
Thy heart doth sing lullabies
penned in a lovers cage.

Thy loveliness be crystal jewels
studded 'pon a silver thread.
Thy breath doth fan the fyres
stitched in a lovers bed.

Thy loveliness be sweet dreams
strewn 'pon a meadow fair.
Thy nature doth perfume give
flowers in a lovers snare.

© Pagan Paul (14/06/17)
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