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  Dec 2015 Sanam ojha
PJ Poesy
Poetry and binary codes confuse me. One speaking in affects of numbers, the other in numbers of affectivity. If one could break the code to love, unrequited, divinely impassioned, or other obscure mixtures of, I could only see a cryptic deepening to such woeful confusion. Could one assign sequencing to the untangling of emotion, so that naive lovers might surpass calculated risk? If so, should it be done? I insist, it should be done at once. Assigning bit strings of zeros and ones to compute perfect poetry in which a reader might be forced to fall in love by measured affectations, algorithms deciphered to personal tastes, then subjected by power of suggestion encoded in grandiose pairings of words, suited to the individual reader, ah thus, I begin my army of love slaves. Are you reading my subliminal messaging? You see now, that didn't hurt one megabit. Did it?
If only it were that easy.
  Dec 2015 Sanam ojha
Rachel Ueda
Scrolling through the feed
So much pain
Poems of the slain

Embrace your sadness
Revel in the anger
Cherish your happiness
Dance with danger


My friends it's only game
It's only a day
It's only forever
It's practically never

You'll be okay
We will all be okay

It's always and forever
The Land Of Happy
Have you been to the land of happy,
Where everyone's happy all day,
Where they joke and they sing
Of the happiest things,
And everything's jolly and gay?
There's no one unhappy in Happy
There's laughter and smiles galore.
I have been to The Land of Happy-
What a bore

by Shel Silverstein
  Dec 2015 Sanam ojha
Chris M
We all tell ourselves there's no reason to treat charades like a fools trade
building bridges with wooden hands
Should be childs play
But instead
We dig moats with no purpose other then to decorate our isolation
pasting fragments of yesterday onto the walls
So why is it any surprise that weve all grown blind
If all we see is distorted by what has been
rather than what could be
The linings of our clouds are without appraisal
Yet we mire ourselves with price
Over value
  Dec 2015 Sanam ojha
Parker
we've fought since the beginning
now i'm yearning for the end
its hard to know who's winning
me or my little friend
s.s.
  Nov 2015 Sanam ojha
Matthew Rousseau
I sit here depressed at 2 AM
and I can't help but wonder where the time went
when did I go wrong and fall lose off track
of my life, it causes fluttering heart attacks
I feel solitary may bring solidarity
I yearn to progress personally to singularity

But I'm stuck in a rut and mud is taking over
The Earth covers me with blankets, pulls me closer,
A warm hug isn't what I want but what I needed
From all these thoughts my brain is too heated
and I'm scared of what's to come
my friends are gone, if I ever had one

I enter and leave this world by myself
my life just one page in the dustiest book on the shelf
It scares me that I won't be remembered
my words service to see my image rendered
in minds and hearts of those I have touched
And with you the touch was too much

I lay my hand upon your heart
and it burned in, I can see the mark
I'm not a bad person, but who am I?
I take my body and throw it up to the sky
A scar is what I left on you
I can't heal it, not even with superglue

but you will live on, and so will I
and the only thing for us to do is try
march your feet in the onward direction
and at the end we meet our reflection

Perhaps this is exactly what I need
Cause for awhile all I have done is bleed
  Nov 2015 Sanam ojha
nivek
Silence is a gentle lover
happy to embrace the wanderer
and fill you with love.
  Nov 2015 Sanam ojha
Nevermind
I can't draw
And I can't sing
I can't do a lot of things
I have to take breaks
When I run
Because I pollute
My sorry lungs
I cannot put words
To my feelings sometimes
So I talk in choppy sentences
And send you late night rhymes
I can't get that one strand of hair
To lie flat on my head
And sometimes I forget I'm alive
Convinced that I'm dead
I'm really not good
At getting out of bed
I can't do a lot of things
Other people can
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