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If
If a sea could made of tears
Mine would overflow
If something could burn
You from the inside out
I would be ash
If you could drown in shame
My lungs would be full of water
If it was a crime to love someone
That made you hate yourself
I would be charged 20 years to life
 Mar 2020 medy
episkey
Solve Loves
 Mar 2020 medy
episkey
I need to tell u something

Listen carefully
On this random verse
Verity lays within
Each 1st Letters, are

Uttered for U
can u solve it
 Mar 2020 medy
Zia
Moving On
 Mar 2020 medy
Zia
I used to wish
For the sky to open
To let me see
Who was there
Making fun of me
To ask why
Was I so unlucky?
But the sky
Didn’t answer
It kept moving
So I did too..
 Mar 2020 medy
Lama
losing you
 Mar 2020 medy
Lama
for you I’d wait
everyday, my darkest haze
and for you, I’d sway
I’d dodge the loudest fate
I would forever sing
songs for you and I

feet stumbled creating melodies
hands injured writing stories
but nothing ever made you stay
so I’d dance, for me and I
 Feb 2020 medy
Dust
You, Me, Us, We
 Feb 2020 medy
Dust
You
With your words
The Knife.
You.

Me
Knowing and not knowing,
Afraid and clueless.
Me.

Us
A thing that used to be,
The dust on the mantle.
Us.

We
Will never be the same
The blood that was spilled across the floor.
We.

This crime scene filled with pain and sorrow and regret.  The murderer and the victim one in the same—but also separate.  Two hearts that both dance to the same miserable song.
I don't know why this poem is so popular...  I've done better...
 Feb 2020 medy
cherryblossom
New
 Feb 2020 medy
cherryblossom
New
meeting someone new ,
its alright actually

but sometimes you're scared
of they will leave one day
and lose interested at you...

but,

try it ,
before you lose an opportunity
of knowing each other...

it won't hurt to try..
 Feb 2020 medy
ryn
Save It
 Feb 2020 medy
ryn
I don't seek your permission...
To write about the what, why and how.
It could be a haiku or come in the shape of a cow.

I don't need your approval...
When I don't sound the least bit poetic...
In my mismatched metaphors or ill-rhymed acrostic.

I'm not asking for your blessing...
When I pen down and put up what I think...
Be it in cloying cliches or in tear drenched ink.

I don't crave for your understanding...
When my 10 word poems weren't filtered through your poetic lens,
Or if my contributions in collaborations lack in sense.

I don't hope for your likes...
If my content does not tickle your fancy,
Or if my words just rubs you silly.

I mean no disrespect...
But don't be too quick to click on the 'comment' button.
Private messaging has been put there for a reason.

I don't mean to cramp your style...*
You're entitled to your own opinions of course...
But if you've got nothing good to say, please save it and shove it up yours.
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This is a peaceful community, almost sacred to many. All bearing a heart (hale or ailing) are welcome to spill their ink... Regardless of writing experience or poetic prowess.

Bear in mind that people write for various reasons. Some are really good at it, some are just barely starting. Some ask for feedback, some just want an outlet.

So... Be nice. Use the private messaging feature if you really need to offload your thoughts on another's text offering.

Respect and be respected.
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