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 Jul 2016 mic
Bianca Reyes
I swear ink runs through my veins
A piece of paper passes as my heart
I hold your hand like a pen
Press it against my chest to feel
Every beat leaves a word written upon it
Endless poems and prose
You inspire even when you're gone
Shared  on Hello Poetry on July 14, 2016
Copyright © 2016 Bianca Reyes
All rights reserved
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Wow!!!  Getting the opportunity to have this poem be recognized as a Daily really means so much to me.  Thank you to everyone who has shown some love.   You're all amazing. Love is amazing and more of it should be spread  throughout the world!
 Jul 2016 mic
Yekaterina Ko
We are nothing but chess pieces
On a chess board
Until we decide
That we are the player
And we set the stage
To the story that we have yet to write.

y.k.
 Jul 2016 mic
Hannah Gaines
Black and White,
White goes first,
Black goes second,
Welcome to the game of Chess.

Knights,
Bishops,
Pawns,
Kings and Queens.

You have to think carefully,
You better not lose any of your pieces,
You have to beat you opponent,
Welcome to the Deadly Chess.
 Jul 2016 mic
Crystal
The evil demon haunts the night
Giving the world one heck of a fright
They slay they slaughter
They cause big fires
They destroy the soul with words left unspoken

The holy angel praises and sings
It's beautiful voice makes rings and dings
They nurture they heal
They are a big deal
They save the lives with words left unspoken

The fallen angels are confused
They feel hopeless and used
They **** and they save
They set free and they slave
They love and hate with words left
unspoken
(k.b)
So who do you think the humans are?
 Jul 2016 mic
Lakshmi
It's us
 Jul 2016 mic
Lakshmi
When did we start living in a world with so much hatred and tears;
When did we live in a world, where girls who went to school felt fear;

When did it become acceptable to shoot a man for the colour of his skin,
breaking the hearts of his family, his children, and all his next of kin.

When did we lose the hope that filled our heart,
for people to shatter it part by part;
for us to feel worthless and in pain;
for us to be everything but sane.

When did it become okay, for the echoes of those in suffering to pass straight in and out of our ears day by day;

When did it become okay to **** innocent lives,
for they are the lives, of your mothers, fathers, husbands and wives;

When did it become wrong for girls to be educated,
because why must their lives be worth any less, or gated?

When did it become the 'norm' to shame people for their religion or ****** orientation,
because we should respect our differences, as a world and nation(s);

When did we become the people our mothers and fathers warned us of,
the ones they did not want us to know,
the ones who are stupid and low.

When did we forget, that we are the ones to blame,
we are the ones that should be filled with shame.

When did we forget that society is us,
and for us to change it, we need to change our stuff.

When will we understand this small but huge notion,
because if we do not, all will be lost, just in slow motion.
yes.
 Jul 2016 mic
Lvice
Blood
 Jul 2016 mic
Lvice
I hope this strikes a nerve in you
To tell you that yes
I have blood in me too.

Someone was shot today
Execution style on their knees
Weak and unable to live on their feet
For fighting for what they believe.

All anyone ever wanted in life was peace
If you close your eyes like Lennon said
You'd see more than you would with them open

Black
White
Asian
Hispanic
Russian
Cuban
I don't care what you are

We all bleed red.
If it's blood that is  needed to be spilled to show

Then take it from the history books.
War shouldn't be all we know.

One day I want my babies to feel safe
And have friends of every race
And love the color of their blood,
Not just the color of their skin.

I want them to love the person they love
Because their personality is colorful.

I don't want them to care about equality
Because we're all God's children
He put us all here.
Isn't that equal enough?
After everything every one is saying on the news..I think the world needs some prayers.
 Jul 2016 mic
autumn
The only part of my day
That I look forward to
Is when I go to bed
And lay there making up scenarios
In my head.

I think of comebacks
To 8th grade bullies.
I think of witty retorts
To my mother's snide comments.
I think of intelligent things to add
To conversations I had months ago.

I think of all the things
I was too scared to say.

And in my mind
I say them.
And pretend how things would be different
If only I had the courage to speak.
 Jul 2016 mic
Gidi Quotes
Since my birth,I have been
Prepared to meet my end.
Walking through the valley
of the shadow of death.
On a Quest,to be the best
To death.

Probably the first
To put the rest to rest,set to
Own a bakery instead of a
Daily Bread.


My hand on the desk checking
My ex pens,Am I a teacher?

My hands on the desk checking
My expense,Am I Richer?

I live in the sky,sometimes
me and The birds fight.
Moment of silence
you know I am dead right?
A poem from my chapbook mama's boy
 Jul 2016 mic
David Moss
This page and this pen
Express them again
These tormentors I keep deep inside


Ugly truths rattle out
From their cages they shout
Vile curses I just can't confine


I will cherish the day
They have nothing to say
Pure silence within chaos is bliss


But my my soul until then
Shall re-break and re-mend

Life's Demons

I truly won't miss
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