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Jul 2013 MITCHELL

Riddley

Jul 2013 MITCHELL

Marshall CB Hiatt

Riddley

Do you ever wonder what will happen to the webs in life
If you start tearing down the walls.
Do you ever sit and stare at the happenings and wonder
What it’s all for.

Do you ever wonder why we dream,
When all we dream is seeing.
Do you ever sit and think,
If you stand for a whole lot more.

Well you see sometimes in the dead of night,
I start to see what it all stands for.

Every drop we add to life,
Shakes the pond in every way,
Everything we ever do,
Can change the light of day,

And every time you ever think,
About the way it all goes,
Your thoughts can do a whole lot more,
Than you may ever know,

Cause the spider may spin her web,
And you may not like the sign,
But if it’s really meant to be,
It will not be a lie,

Cause in the end we have walked our line,
Down the path we just believe,
And if you ever look so far back,
You may be able to see,

That your whole life is anything but,
It will never be nothing,
All choices you have ever made,
All mean one great thing.

Jul 2013 MITCHELL

Untitled

Jul 2013 MITCHELL

Alicia

Untitled

The wind so calm
Whistling
Whispering
Passing my ears
brushing my face and tickling my nose
Taking my thoughts see where they go

Jul 2013 MITCHELL

Eternal Bliss

Jul 2013 MITCHELL

Raj Arumugam

Eternal Bliss

Ah, the saints and the holy men
and the followers and the Holy Books
Ah, the wise men and those with deep insight
and those who are able to penetrate inner wisdom
(such wisdom as beyond the ken of the masses,
of the ordinary human)
they have declared the Eternal Truth
to the question:
What is better than Eternal Bliss?
Nothing

But O most Wise Seers and Prophets:
Verily, a little pizza is better than nothing -
therefore Pizza is better than Eternal Bliss.

You want a bite?

this poem is based on a popular paradox

Jul 2013 MITCHELL

Mutilated Mind

Jul 2013 MITCHELL

Nicholas Phillips

Mutilated Mind

My brain was mutilated,
Warped and destroyed,
All at the hands of a child.
I want to rewire,
Write in a better life,
Get the flashes out of head,
Make it all stop,
The urges are overwhelming,
The attacks on my senses
Are making me spiral.
I can't focus on this
With my head stuck in the dark,
And a flashing screen
Embedded into my eyes.
I can't be alone,
I know I will relapse,
I'm fighting this battle,
A war for my sanity.
Outnumbered and against
The over stimulated society,
Victory seems as far away
As Alpha Centauri.
Please just help me,
Help me beat the child,
He is a master of war,
A prodigy of sabotage.
Please, just help me
Defeat my habits,
Exorcise this demon,
So I can finally grow,
So I can finally be a man,
And stop being a child,
Mutilating my mind.

Wrote this two days ago. Enjoy~

Jul 2013 MITCHELL

Hemicrania continua

Jul 2013 MITCHELL

Olga Valerevna

Hemicrania continua

everything that's simple is so empty when it's changed
delivered in a way the ones who listen are estranged
to bear the thought alone, from such a tilted point of view
will relegate the truth and make it malleable for you
but it won't lose its potency, no, nothing will be lost
the only ones affected be the people it exhausts
they'll find a way to punish every judgment on their own

...
..........
....

a testimony certain when its spoken in that tone
and proof will be a metaphor for what's inside their heads
the thoughts that they awaken every morning from their beds
"now tell me what you're seeing so that I may also see"
and quell the curiosity that's stirring up in me
the waves will not be violent and in time will not exist
a placid sea of sameness come and no one will resist

the chronic headache

Jul 2013 MITCHELL

imperfections

Jul 2013 MITCHELL

Djs

imperfections

lack of motivation
no inspiration
not even an ambition
no room for admiration
nothing but frustration
pure pain and isolation
not enough justification
or a single explanation
heck I'm just 'nother genetic mutation
with no feelings and no emotions
so how do you expect me
to write poetry of pure perfection?

*-djs

Jul 2013 MITCHELL

cat luck

Jul 2013 MITCHELL

Raj Arumugam

cat luck

for centuries
black cats have been
the subject of blame

Is it bad luck
if a black cat follows you?

Here’s the answer
to settle this mystery
once and for all:
*It all depends, if you’re human or mouse

9 of 9 poems in The Cat Poems series; poems based on jokes from online

Jul 2013 MITCHELL

Today

Jul 2013 MITCHELL

Amanda

Today

Today I have a good feeling
my dreams from last night still have me reeling.
Today is going to go my way
because as I sit here my minds say
no matter what, today will be a great day!!

Jul 2013 MITCHELL

Pieces of Me

Jul 2013 MITCHELL

Amanda

Pieces of Me

Pieces of Me
Take a closer look and you shall see
all these little, pretty, ****** up pieces of me
here they reside for all to see
because I wear them proudly on my sleeves
all these scattered and jagged pieces of me.

Sometimes these pieces of me get lost in their great abyss
from time to time they wander there and scream in an innocent bliss
“Hey, this is beautiful, does anyone else see this”?
These pieces of me are all unique and different
but as a whole they are not all here yet
so the rest of them I will not forget
what is even more, I await them with no regrets.

Take a closer look and you shall see
all these little, pretty, ****** up pieces of me
here they reside for all to see
because I wear them proudly on my sleeves
all these scattered and jagged pieces of me.

These pieces of me come home at their own will
and once we connect, it is me that they fulfill
attempting to whole the person sitting at the windowsill.
But for now, I am sitting here just wishing
all my irrational illogical pieces to just start glistening
and open themselves to a universe that is listening.

Take a closer look and you shall see
all these little, pretty, ****** up pieces of me
here they reside for all to see
because I wear them proudly on my sleeves
all these scattered and jagged pieces of me.

My goal is one day to achieve
a complex puzzle so beautiful and complete
something everyone could see and think, “wow isn’t that just so lovely”?
A lovely puzzle made from the finest, tiniest, prettiest, scattered, jagged, unique,
different, irrational, illogical, and ****** up pieces of me.

Jul 2013 MITCHELL

Tears

Jul 2013 MITCHELL

Amanda

Tears

Tears

As these tears stream down my face
I am brought back to a different place
a place I wish could be erased
or at least processed enough not to leave a trace
a place where my thoughts race
a place where I can still picture your face
I wanted you to keep up the pace
I hope in life’s true meanings you now chase
Instead of a high wrapped in pretty lace
regardless I am rooting for you to win this race
I pray you do not let yourself go to waste
because of you, it is you I no longer taste
and it is you that needs to be replaced
and now I sit here as tears stream down my face