May 2017 Ola Radka
nivek
my blue eyes attract moths
blue flamed
hot breath
they die falling in love
your inspiration has been given for a purpose
cosmos lips
underneath the blue
let the wind be the the messenger

Jean C Bertrand
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when tears are in eyes
I focus on beautiful Earth
Sun, flowers and you

~~~Jawahar Gupta~~~
 Apr 2017 Ola Radka
nivek
you know when you have been pampered
relaxing at the oasis
taking in the view

and you know when you have restarted
the long journey
into your understanding

you write a few poems
sing with the birds
and move on.
 Apr 2017 Ola Radka
phil roberts
I'm off to bed to read so
Goodnight, dear friends
May all your dreams
Make you smile in your sleep

                     By Phil Roberts
 Apr 2017 Ola Radka
Rachel Ace
You look like a light-colored satin
Stars f
          a
            l
              l on your caramel hair
Your laureate crown is permanent

You walk fast as a local feline
L'Empereur far from his throne
You look disoriented
You look tired

It's nightfalling
Resolution parts
The moon shines
Gold minds

Lace L'étoile
Jeune ace
Shiny sleeves

I go through a mirror
You're sitting in there
I hide carefully
Not to be alert
I have found myself again
Dreaming of you inside
The reflection of your mirror

At night my opal
                           sleeves are made of satin.

   - Codelandandmore// 6:00 PM ©
Modern poem
 Apr 2017 Ola Radka
eF
Creativity.
 Apr 2017 Ola Radka
eF
Creativity
Has strayed off and went missing.*
*Please come back to me.
I feel like I lost creativity.
Idk I feel like haiku's are the only decent thing i can pump out anymore. Longer poems are just hard for me right now, there's no meaning, there's no muse & i feel repetitive.  I'm not good at writing about happy things or haven't tried much I see more beauty in pain and darkness. I have random entries I would like to put on here but I never do because I feel like poetry needs to rhyme. And i'm not sure if its ok to put random nonsense on here.
so here's a haiku instead.
 Apr 2017 Ola Radka
Traveler
Their words
Speak of love
Exceptence
And tolerance
But by their action's
My soul has Been
Set free
Traveler Tim
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