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 Mar 2016 Sam
Bianca Reyes
A Home.
 Mar 2016 Sam
Bianca Reyes
I feel so homeless in you
Building fires in the cold for two
You are so homesick in me
Home is where the heart is you see
©A Home by Bianca Reyes
Shared on Hello Poetry on March 4, 2016
All rights reserved

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Enjoy!
 Mar 2016 Sam
Pixievic
A Mothers Voice
The first that you hear kisses your tears and soothes your fears
A Lovers Voice
Who's whispers of *** entice and perplex your body's reflex
An Awesome Voice
That shouts out loud stands up and is proud not lost in the crowd
A Powerful Voice
One that rallies and fights without losing sight asserting its rights
A Survivors Voice**
Riddled with pain no longer in chains her monsters slain
A Warriors Voice
Strong and controlled without being told breaks free of the mold

This is My Voice

All the above
Warm like a glove
And full of love

(C) Pixievic
Happy International Women's Day!!
 Mar 2016 Sam
Denel Kessler
Swallow
 Mar 2016 Sam
Denel Kessler
I seek
the whole
pitch
and whine
the petty
grasping
ridiculous
insecure
******* mess
behind the
lyrical niceties

but you know that
you get me
we ride the same
pendulum
apex
of light
nadir
of night
and like me
you're still learning
to speak

sometimes
words die
in your mouth
never make it out
resting roundly sweet
on your passive
tongue
bitter truth
I would forgive
before I'd see you
swallow


*Better to risk offending than let your truth die unsaid.
 Mar 2016 Sam
Happynessa
To the moon
 Mar 2016 Sam
Happynessa
The love light in your eyes
Beams straight to my open heart
Shines through  the top of my head
Pulses it's way to the moon
And back to you
To begin again
 Mar 2016 Sam
Aeerdna
in distance
 Mar 2016 Sam
Aeerdna
The most beautiful smiles come sometimes with tears,
The deepest feelings can come with distance.

The distance between me and you
cannot be measured in miles, or kilometres, hours of travelling, nor in any other unit invented by mankind;
it is measured in feelings and thoughts,
in dreams and longings
in "wish you were here" messages sent at 2:32am from a drunk heart who has forgotten the touch of a kind warm hand
it's measured in unsaid words and unshared laughs ,
in skin that has not been touched and tears that have not been wiped
in mental blocks caused by a picture you can't stop staring at
in mad driven souls screaming the same name endlessly
in hearts beating fast at the sound of a ringing phone,
it is measured in empty arms
in lonely walks at night
in the morning coffee poured in only one cup and tables for one at the restaurant
in cold beds
sleepless nights
in eyes that don't meet
lips becoming dry because of the absence of that special kiss.
It is measured in never coming true wishes.

Such a long, painful, distance between me and you
I will always be able to reach you
only with the fingertips
of my mind.
https://soundcloud.com/user-536430323/in-distance  

(thank you, Bill)
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