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 Nov 2014 pat
Bloomie Scott
Sophia
 Nov 2014 pat
Bloomie Scott
Dahlia once stood.
Ruby gems grinned my inner being at ease
Dare my heart to enshroud the beliefs you hold.
Blush once more and I will
Flood your soul inhaling all my desires of forever.
Smirks will not suffice; my affix dominates every disposition you may declare, so
Act out now.
Free will is charity accompanied by reservations to accept.
Welcome the kismet in which ------I am surely you in turn you surely me.
Unfortunately
I am holding back all that I can give.
My regret was my reservations buried in my soul in spite of your openness,
Willingness to build.
My stare left you insecure, confused and distant while yours sent me into complete bliss.
Reach out for me, save me
 Nov 2014 pat
Darren
Final Hold
 Nov 2014 pat
Darren
Auburn introversion
Will by its arm hold on
Stationary sanction
A constant fissure line

Coming insurrection
Feathered scavengers intrude
For complete cessation
Between the vein and valve

Cutlass complication
Devised the elements
Defiled justification
Wilt into a hardened blame

Fuller indentation
Wreak an engulfed compliance
Its gestation
A bitter control

Chipping fortification
Nails its own mimic
Boweled duplication
Inflicts compounding mirrors

Slowed decimation
From flesh unwilling
Adorn fancification
A scream its teeth

Separation
Impending with haste
The nullification
By removing all proof

Divination
Demand nothing less
By holy vindication
Come clean and silenced

One simplification
As fall essence from claw
Heavy by degradation
Left behind lessons

A home desperation
Cleansed opened to breathe
Now that implication
Is taken in the wind
Originally written on October 31, 2014.
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 Nov 2014 pat
Bubbly booger
Today I decided to go to my crib.
I then invited my homies to bid
that Lamar is goin to bring his kid.
So while I'll be chillin here popin some lids,
I noticed none of my homies have come to my crib,
not even Lamar and his kid.

So I tried actin all cool,
until I saw a small red pool.
I soon found myself a fool
by following that pool.

I found two brothers who were smothered in red.
One was dead,
and conceived a decapitated head.
It was Lamar who was stained red.

The otha brotha seemed to be a kid.
I said, "Why would you do somethin like this."
He said, "you will never find the otha bodies I hid."
I soon found my homies did make it to my crib,
Every single one of them were hung by the head.
They were all there except for Lamar's kid.
Never bring a kid to the crib.
 Nov 2014 pat
JD
Science
 Nov 2014 pat
JD
Our imagination can reach past the stars
although there's more than we could ever imagine
with a little thought
you and I together, could change everything.
 Nov 2014 pat
Min Blue
Home
 Nov 2014 pat
Min Blue
They say your house
is your home
but can it still be
when it's the place that tears thee
heart fragile as a *******
cries of laughter
burning your soul
left a big hole
now I feel empty
echoes of a memory
now I am running
the distance is stretching
searching for a home
where there will be shalom
when can I finally say
"I'm home"
or, did I went astray?
now I wish haven't gone
making me lonesome to the bones
 Nov 2014 pat
Ember Evanescent
WRITE A POEM ABOUT WHAT YOU WOULD SPECIFICALLY WANT YOUR DREAM GUY OR GIRL TO BE LIKE AND POST IT AS A POEM! MESSAGE ME OR COMMENT TO LET ME KNOW IF YOU ACCEPTED THE CHALLENGE AND WROTE ONE SO I CAN CHECK OUT YOUR POEM!
INCLUDE THE HASHTAG #CHALLENGE IN THE TAGS SECTION!
CAN'T WAIT TO SEE WHAT YOU COME UP WITH!

PLEASE REPOST SO AS MANY PEOPLE AS POSSIBLE CAN GET INVOLVED IN THE CHALLENGE! :)
I wrote a poem called I like the type of boy... which was along these lines, so try doing something like that if you don't really understand what the challenge is.
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