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archwolf-angel Nov 2016
His
He looked at her with a smile

Something raced inside for a while

That was when
She realised

Her heart was already *his
STLR Oct 2016
I will show you a poet freak.....

Visualizing the words I leak, will, In turn, return your defeat

What is happening in this moment, is motivation to reap

Read on....read on let your shuttered eyes fiddle...

For this is one peace to my riddle...

Let your thoughts cluster....now feel them all trickle....to the back of your head

This action is direct...a verbal command...not near to a threat...

Let me make a point like a needle to thread.

I just spoke....did you hear what I said?

Of course not...your reading this don't stop...

let me remind you of death...just stare at the clock

Your eyes will roll over....just as those numbers drop...

What once was..is not...**** everything changes...

Colors shift to gray as your room rearranges...

Passed mirrored figures become strangers.

What was a thrill, now is just danger...

I time traveled to the younger me...

I asked myself "kid who do you want to be?"

A power ranger, ninja turtle, monkey or a transforming SUV...

It's funny how what you wanna be, is what you tend to see...

I never wanted to be a wanna-be....I'm glad am not

At least I have this peace...

Of mind, that has always shined with a heart full of honesty...

I just happen to be a poet freak...
mq Sep 2016
Tears escape like wild animals, that I try to keep contained
within the watery prisons built in my eyes
Rubber ducks and flames.
All rights reserved to Macayla :-) please don't copy/steal, each poem I post is usually something I am proud of.
gray rain May 2016
One month
and many thousands of words
and yet.

My feelings are not 100%
and my head is messier
than I thought it could get.

but I'm happy with writing
these words for you;
some are ****
but some are good too.
And I'm happy because of
all the tallented people I've met.
I just realised I wrote my 1st poem 1 month ago today.
Kagey Sage Mar 2016
Honesty: that elusive trait that is the key to a great society.

The boss says he'll give you your share, he hoards your labor for himself.

Congressman says he'll make the boss give you your share, his pockets get stuffed; blames the boss.

Give the underpaid money for food, and they'll just spend it on *****.



Don't trust the powerful or their competing victims; either gnashing or selfishly escaping from it all.
SwiftDreamer Mar 2016
All the pictures..on it.. and stuf-
"M o v i e"n g on.
SwiftDreamer Mar 2016
Like on those rotating cylinders from an old movie projector...
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