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 Jan 2016 Max Jonas
Miskin
An old man story
A life in ruins
I was born blind
A life comes from darkness

I'm always in there
No light
No person
without
loneliness of darkness
for me
 Jan 2016 Max Jonas
Snow flake
Don't trust your beauty
After a fire you can say i am ugly
Don't trust your power
After a paralysis you can say i am weak
Don't trust your money
After a theft you can say i am poor
Don't trust your knowledge
After a conference you can say i am ordinary
Don't trust them fake sincerity you can say i am dupe
Graves showed something to me
These are dead people ...
Finally i understood
Don't trust to world because
Life is a big lie
When you closed your eyes
You can say a big WHY !!!
Life is a big question most of people didnt try to solve it
 Jan 2016 Max Jonas
Miskin
Please,
Black coffee
as my darkness
without sugar
as my life
 Jan 2016 Max Jonas
Samuel Hesed
She stood on the edge of a cliff,
Looking out to a world that didn't exist,
Waiting for the winds kiss.
This poem was inspired by: Langston Hughes, "Suicide Note."
Copyright © 2015 Paul Forbes All Rights Reserved
 Jan 2016 Max Jonas
Snizzlefish
My mind is crowded, there's not enough room.
I keep telling myself I'm overthinking my own gloom.

I try to step back, to get some perspective.
Instead, I simply bump into another; they're simply not objective.

I feel lonely in love.
I feel disconnected sort of.
I can't explain it, it's probably stupid.
I suffer from girl brain, and either she loves or she hates Cupid.
 Jan 2016 Max Jonas
Sydney Marie
no one knows how frustrating it is,

being sad for no reason at all.
thought of the day
 Jan 2016 Max Jonas
Samuel Hesed
Darkness covered the skies,
While my body was restless with the tides.
I tried not to wait for the sunrise,
Because, it just reminded me of your eyes.

I remember holding you in my arms,
While surrendering to the stars,
Hoping to never fall apart.

The touch of your hand with mine,
The smell of Calvin Klein,
The taste of cherry wine,
Intoxicating me inside.

I didn't see this in cards,
Or the rolling dice in our hearts.

I imagined a future,
With the definition of forever.

But, now I see-
We were never meant to be.

When tomorrow comes,
Without the taste of ***,
We will find someone.

Now it is time for me to go,
And leave this pain for the runaways-
So, Goodbye, my Summer's Day!
Copyright © 2015 Paul Forbes All Rights Reserved
all start with part time friend who starts being full time love,
who lives under books and poetry,
i dont see other but only you.
your kisses on the brain is a thing that makes me special,
your kisses are so soft and my body's swinging from
Side to side,
bc i dont see other but only you.
the place of our 1st kiss is magical so magical that i cant explain,
is like fairytails out of books is a city where castle are real,
and you live there and i dont see other but only you.
i want find you and your magical place,
and the trees will whisper my name,
just bc you're smart dont make you geek, right?
bc i dont see other but only you
smart,
kind,
but you...
you're always trying being funny and makes my messy world feel awesome,
i'm so in love for your the way you see the problems on my head,
bc i dont see other but only you.
me being crazy and you  being calm...
can we have a hosue with thousand of books ?
bc i only see you...
-d.a
just inspiration on juno movie soundtrack

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