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Con Nov 2021
Rather than a whole cake,
a small slice & black coffee would be nice.
There is top tier enjoyment --
from the limitation, balance, & appreciation.
Sure,
You might not have it all,
but you can savor every bite.
You might sip the drink’s bitterness,
so you can cherish the sweetness of cake
as if the first time each time.
To be grateful & contented— it’s just lovely.
this makes me happy
Sara Brummer Oct 2021
Beauty, fierce as desire, is perched
on the limits of longing –
There is an upward soaring
where simple delight turns
to sunlit brilliance.

Beauty is grasped
by a mind that fabricates
the abstract but appreciates
the real.

There is wonder
in the beauty of
the winds, woods
and water that glow
on the edge of earth.

Beauty is portrayed
in the smooth, smiling
contenance of youth,
the delicate alliance
of dark soil and milky sky
and seasons that turn
to golden ages, widening
to wilderness, clear and
unexplored, filling pages
of solitude with poetry.

Beauty is being held
in the arms of dawn,
knowing that dusk’s
splendid sunset is
not far away.
topacio Sep 2021
I wasn't crying for you,
regardless of what your eyes told you.
I was crying for me
on that mildew night
when you decreed
we could no longer be.
salty drops of relief,
instead of disbelief.
hands in head to honor
the future I can now possess
as you let go of me
and I can fall further
into the beauty that is myself,
& honor the rose which you never
knew how to stop and smell.
Michael Jul 2021
One more minute.  One more hour.
Seconds, time, as sand is poured.
Days are shortened, seasons fast.
Though Winter months seem to last.
We wait and shiver out the cold,
for warmer days our spirits hold.
One more blizzard.  One more frost.
For in the Spring, those days are lost.
That clear rain's tapping keeps me in bed,
dreaming of Summer's fun ahead.
For three months walking on the sun,
will seem so long, until it's done.
An endless journey, time won't stall.
Seasons turning, returned to Fall.
Planting seeds forever growing.
Time is going, ever flowing.
We keep on going, never knowing
what we're owing till it's showing.
One more minute, for one more hour.
Time is what we pay.
And all that's in it, and all that's ours,
is only ours today.
Lance May 2021
A mother's love
A father's warmth
A sister's support

3 things I wish to acquire
But never require
Yet wanting to transpire

A hug
A simple "congratulations"
A simple "I'm proud of you"

3 things a child only wishes to be received
Yet so far to be achieved.

An "I love you my child"
Is all I ask...

But they were never up to task...
The thing about the pandemic is that it exposes the harsh reality we aren't meant to figure out. A falling out of a family we thought was held together. Only to be broken from the inside. I wanted to have a good family. A family that was proud of what I had become only to receive such disdain and disappointment each time.
Zyn Apr 2021
autumn leaves
the wind is starting to blow
a chill settling in my bones
never liked autumn, the season of death and endings
decaying leaves being stepped on beyond mending

yeah, i’ve always been a spring or summer type of girl
dreaming bout the warmth and the sun, shimmering pearls
but for the first time, through the crisp colours in the trees
i realized there’s more warmth to autumn than i originally believed

but this time, the chill is thrilling
a long forgotten feelin'
if you take a close look and see,
autumn has become a season of intricate beauty to me
the hues of the leaves reflecting the blush on my cheeks
but the falling autumn leaves, autumn leaves

i know you don’t feel the same, that much is obvious
the whispering winds tell me you’re oblivious
am i a fool for preserving the falling leaves?
even though seasons fade, thank you for our memories

but this time, the chill is thrilling
a long forgotten feelin'
if you take a close look and see,
autumn has become a season of intricate beauty to me
the hues of the leaves reflecting the blush on my cheeks
but the falling autumn leaves, autumn leaves

as i stare into the river, sitting on a fallen tree
the water suddenly hits me, like an epiphany
you're not just autumn, you're all of the seasons
so i'll keep appreciating you as you are, do i need a reason?
as long as we both see each other for who we are,
nothing can hold us back, not even our battle scars

but this time, the chill is thrilling
a long forgotten feelin'
if you take a close look and see,
autumn has become a season of intricate beauty to me
the hues of the leaves reflecting the blush on my cheeks
but the falling autumn leaves, autumn leaves

(autumn leaves
yeah, autumn leaves
in my scrapbook of memories)
this poem/song took me almost a month to complete, but i think i'm satisfied with it now ;v;

please do not share any of my works without my permission!
NII OKAI MOT Apr 2021
Showing appreciation.
Saying thank you to someone who handed to you a little favor, saying thank you to someone who delivered you from your painful labor , saying thank you to someone who helped you by being your savior, saying thank you to someone who kept you and made you strong when you went wrong , saying thank you to someone who has been there for you, Saying thank you to someone who walked in whiles others walked out of your life, saying thank you to someone who offended others just to defend you, saying thank you to someone who made you whiles others destroyed you....
Just say thank you:)
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