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 Feb 2013 Lochness
John
Now
 Feb 2013 Lochness
John
Now
No use living in the past

Because the future is

Here

And here

Here

And

Here

Here

Again here

And...
Poetry is...
Feelings and emotions...
Words going through the motions...
Of life commotions...
A broken heart's...
Magical potion...
Pain receives healing...
Behind deep notion...

Poetry is...
What ever I make it...
I bend reality...
Sometimes telling lies...
So others can see the truth...
Like saying, "Love Doesn't Exist"...
Or maybe that's true...
And your world consist solely on hate...
It depends on you...
You choose your faith...
I'm just here to twist your reality...

Poetry is...
Feelings and emotions...
Words going through the motions...
Of life commotions..
A broken heart's...
Magical potion...
Pain receives healing...
Behind deep notion..

Poetry is...
Relief...
An escape...
From society...
Into me...
From everything...
I put my thoughts together and create...
Leaving behind societies lies at the gate...
Everything they taught me about righteousness...
Consisted of some form of hate...
So I put their lies up to the light...
God over shadows them every time...
He's the inspiration behind every line...
The reason I write...
So now I write to impress him...
Hoping that my words express him...
And his love...

Poetry is..
Feelings and emotions...
Words going through the motions...
Of life commotions..
A broken heart's..
Magical potion...
Pain receives healing...
Behind deep notion..

Poetry is what ever you make it...
 Jan 2013 Lochness
Whiskurz
I dreamed last night you cheated
You didn't even try to lie
When I said, "I felt defeated"
You wouldn't even ask me why

I dreamed I said, "I Love you"
You just turned and walked away
I said, "Tell me what I need to do"
You had nothing else to say

I dreamed you packed up everything
And headed toward the door
You offered me your wedding ring
Then tossed in on the floor

I dreamed I begged you not to go
But you never heard my plea
I said, "What'd I do?, please let me know"
You said you're done with me

A dream can drag you in too deep
There's no help when you fall
But that's the night I couldn't sleep
It wasn't a dream at all
 Jan 2013 Lochness
PoetWhoKnowIt
A Summer's date,
  an Autumn's dance,
Warm Winter's kiss,
  tis' in Spring; we plant
My shortest poem.
 Jan 2013 Lochness
Deanna
Young love
 Jan 2013 Lochness
Deanna
a woman stood with silver hair
laugh lines had long set in
a kind smile she gives to me
a lifelong tail she spins
of mr right and mr wrong
of love and of deceit
of all the wemen excluding her
her man swept off their feet
she tells me of her children
and the hard times that they shared
the laughter thats between them
and the burdens that they bear
she reminisced of good old times
a smile apon her face
she told me not a single momment
ever i should waste
she told me that its crazy
how quickly time flies
how so often if she could
shed trade time for being wize
she told me id be ok
in this world of mine
if i could only find someone
to share it by my side
i told her i had found the one
she didnt seem surprised
for at 18 she too
was to be a bride
so were alike in many ways
young love was hers and mine
im glad to let her relive this
at least one more time
 Jan 2013 Lochness
Tom Orr
.Arabic in write to tried I
My mother wasn't having it
The right to left was just too much
It wasn't the squiggly lines as such
And so to her delight, I changed my mind.
"Don't worry Mum, I'll learn Dutch."

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