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ms reluctance Apr 2020
They said I blew
it out of proportion.
I was told to let it go
so I did the mature thing
and looped an uptight string  
around its neck, strangled
it in a vexed snaggle,
before setting it free
to float. I let it go;
(though, not really).

Good advice must be broken
into bite sized pieces
so as to avoid choking
on its well-meaning intent.

Now,
I carry it with me every day
but it is a weight off my shoulders.
They say it suits me.
I agree.
What a facetious accessory it is –  
maturity!
NaPoWriMo Day 21
Poetry form: Free Verse
Maxine Apr 2020
Prince Charming pulled your sanity to the ground to keep his crown perfect.
Zhavaed Haemaed Mar 2020
Sun in your face
Did it warm your soul?
Or the brazen rains, fill
Your heart with gloom.
And is it heat that
You miss the most.
Or is dread when
The cold wind blows.
March and thunder
Do they ever go along.
Rainy showers, prior
As lilacs doth sprung.
But as in rain, as is sun
For without another,
The other is none. But,
A trace of lonesome,
Weeding growth;
Or desert thorn, which
Is short of _ a loved one's
Kiss. It's petals torn &
Strewn about. Without
One, the other was not.

In Sun nor rain,
In winds of May.
In warmth nor gloom,
In audacious bloom.

May your cold hearth
Resign.

   9th March, 2020
©️Zhavaed Hamaed
Shadow Mar 2020
No one worth possessing
Can be quite possessed;
Lay that on your heart,
My young angry dear;
This truth, this hard and precious stone,
Lay it on your hot cheek,
Let it hide your tear.
Hold it like a crystal
When you are alone
And gaze in the depths of the icy stone.
Long, look long and you will be blessed:
No one worth possessing
Can be quite possessed.
Amanda Kay Burke Mar 2020
To those who feel ready to give up
Don't

You will never get to see things get better
Don't give up yet!
Thomas Harvey Mar 2020
I might seem a little rough, Sometimes I act too tough
Well it ain't nothing personal, Just trying to stock my arsenal
I might cuss and fight to much, But I make sure I'm standing there by brunch
This old path I've been going down, Just isn't the same when you're in another town
I wish that I could call, Every time I seem to fall
Is it you or the phone, tell me do you feel alone
Because I wish that I could call you, tell you I miss you, Where it all mess up, cause you took all my luck,
Yeah I wish that I could call you...
I might seem a little rough, Sometimes I act too tough
It's just a face I know, Please don't stop just say go
Ever since I took this fall, Just waiting on you to call
Renae Feb 2020
Let him go play with her heart
Loosen your grip on his
He won't give
This tension is relentless
You're far too precious
don't shrink yourself
Into believing you're less
You're not a fraction of the best
He doesn't know how to love
Your head will stay a mess
Charisma isn't enough
Chemistry will pass
Being in bed isn't all you need
To make it last

A listener who cares
A love whose there,
More than pillow talk
more than lifeless stares
Someone who'll hold you
Through your tears
He picks you up and lights your fears
The journey is together
Connected so deep
when you speak
Commited to eachother
I help you, you help me
Make it last forever
This is something you keep
Relationships are between 2 hearts. Only 2
Michael Stefan Feb 2020
Love, unlike pizza,
is never good the next day
after it has grown cold
Michael Stefan Feb 2020
Note:  This is some random crazy stuff an old dude said to me on a bus and does not constitute an opinion of the artist.  I just wanted to share.

"Boy, never run backward
Through a cornfield
Without your overalls on...
Unless you have a *** of warm butter."
So yeah, that happened to me.  I just wanted to share the poetry that is ****** upon me in my everyday life.
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