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Speak the truth however bold
Speak what lies inside the hearts folds
Do not fear the pain it may cause
Live the moment, do not once pause
Take the chance and feel free
Speak from the heart so it can be
Forget the cowardess you feel
One minute of bravery can dispell the ills
If you feel it may cause you disdain
Remember true beauty rises from pain
15 seconds of courage is all you need..
#speak
 Jan 2016 Nick Feetchi
Emily
Continents and countries
Miles between
Somehow we always meet here on this street
Cosmic
Eternal
Or perhaps just...
Small

The foot of the mountain or the very peak
Miles, count the distance you will see
Yet here we are, you and I, at the corner of Myrtle and Fir
Astounding
Ethereal
Or maybe…
Small

Perhaps fate is on our side
Perhaps the stars are perfectly aligned
Perhaps it was always meant to be
Perhaps it’s a small world for you and me
Perhaps a bit disjointed? I don't know and I think I like it. It is rather interesting, how conversations, no matter how odd or unpleasant, can give you inspiration for poetry.
Oh, and the reason I chose Myrtle and Fir is because myrtle stands for "Love"  and fir for "Time" which I liked very much.
 Jan 2016 Nick Feetchi
Jen Grimes
A fragile bird
I tried to hold you
In my hand

The crinkling of my eyes
Brought tears
Drowned out by the patter of rain

I wasn't ready to see you
But I couldn't wait

For months I felt like
I had forgotten how to breathe

Your hand was cold
But your eyes met mine
With warmth

And the restlessness,
The tide breaking
Underneath my skin
was finally, futiley
Still.
 Jan 2016 Nick Feetchi
Asim Javid
A nebulous hope on the silhouette of horizon.
My redeeming font , one sweet poison.
Slowly it obliterated  me ,
branding with ache of reaching.
The ashes of my nous shouting and screeching.
Left with repugnant psyche of an undying hype.
Resplendent hysteria of an antithetic type.
Is it the verity or  nebulous dream.
Is it the silence or vociferous scream.
The part of me desists.
The part of me resists.
To walk the path that leads to decay.
Holding the faith with doubts at bay.
What do I do , to overcome this interlace.
May be I spiflicate the existence , and
   live as Inanimate* .
Sweet lullaby take me away
Cuddle me in you arms
Help me find peace one more day.
This world has nothing left for me
I want to leave it behind
Take the people I love somewhere else
Take them to a non war torn planet
Take them somewhere we can be ourselves
A judgement free area
No restrictions on what we could say
Limitless possibilities
I want to leave earth and go somewhere else
We walk the cool January forest floor , every bird shares our happiness , my Dad is a Cardinal following us from tree to tree* ..
Copyright January 9 , 2016 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
 Jan 2016 Nick Feetchi
shåi
fate...
 Jan 2016 Nick Feetchi
shåi
love has a deadly price
where fate and destiny lay
its pain I managed to suffice

destiny acts like rolling dice
our hearts gently at bay
love has a deadly price

time can bring forth a deadly demise
the hours can only say
its pain I managed to suffice

love has the power to entice
it is a constant game of predator and prey
love has a deadly price

fate is my only vice
love awakens another day
its pain I manage to suffice

love has a fiery flame it ignites
bless me love , I pray
love has a deadly price
its pain I manage to suffice
(b.d.s.)
 Jan 2016 Nick Feetchi
izzi3
Sleepy
 Jan 2016 Nick Feetchi
izzi3
my mind's gone dry
there's no supply
my sanity has said goodbye
the world turned grey
what could I say?
nothing at all
and so I fall
hopelessly, helplessly
nobody could save

*me
co - write with my darling, Finn
(not my brother)
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