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Francie Lynch Jun 2015
When I've aged
With passion spent,
I'll save my breath,
There's less to vent,
Save my energy,
Say, Yes.

When the kettle isn't boiling,
Or the hinges need an oiling;
There's no alarm to turn me on,
I sleep soundly through the dawn,
That's when I
Say, Yes.

I've read love rhymes,
Lived a few,
Now culled my books
And love letters,
Sacrificed like a goat
That's tethered,
Parsed my heart
To flames and feathers,
Still,
I say, Yes.

I say it to whatever's offered,
Break the lids off creaky coffers,
Scatter rainy days with blue.
Ah. Getting older's what we do.
And through it all,
Say, *Yes.
Arcassin B Jun 2015
By Arcassin Burnham

Got off on the wrong foot,
What would it be like if it was cut off,
We dip . drop. Roll. Stop,
Watch the flower grow a little then spit swap,
I swear I'll wait for you on longest journeys,
I swear I'll wait for you on your worst days too,
But on your good ones,
You love the right one,
But he went left,
He was different than the **** ones,
Bisexual beauty sitting in a croptop,
We dip . drop. Roll. Stop,
Watch the flower grow a little then spit swap,
Pretty as you are,
You know I want you baby,
The silence ain't a thing,
Elevated and Slightly fit with rabies,
Foaming out and finding things to lick,
Petals covered in you saliva,
And sweat under you arm pits,
You were an angel in disguise,
A troublesome full of lies,
Only tied to things you can't deny,
Unless your memories are bought,
We dip . drop. Roll. Stop,
Watch the flower grow a little then spit swap,
Let's start over,
My names Arcassin,
Nice to meet you in this disaster,
Its souly a situation,
Your smile brings me to tears,
I'm so weirdly mistaken,
The raspyness in your voice,
Sure knows how to leave a guy shaken,
Pretty dresses swishing over flower beds,
****** stare as we sing the Beatles,
Nails in my back like pins and needles,
Im just starting over but ill do what ever it takes to get those feels,
But as soon as you thought I forgot,
We dip . drop. Roll. Stop,
Watch the flower grow a little then spit swap.
Love can be sometimes crazy.
21 years and 9 months;
that's how long it took
for me to realize
that every morning
we all have 2 choices:

Open our eyes slowly
or open them quickly,

and it was always about attitude.

The first
is a drug.

Sheets pull us in
as if they were
an injection,
an infection,
holding us captive
in a warmth
that can only be temporary.

The second
is freedom.

A quick flash of light
sings our eyes awake,
like a shout,
like a shake,
letting go of the night
in a shotgun moment
as the first breath of air.

Of the two,
I wish to be the latter.
Nikita May 2015
Everyone changes attitudes around different people.
Just make sure that,  they are only changing your attitude and not your •personality•
Ignatius Hosiana May 2015
It's those with teeth that God gives meat
He doesn't give burdens to them not fit
Poems by Dayana May 2015
I just have an awful attitude
Like I should be entitled to freedom
Or peace
Like I should be entitled to you
Being entitled to that to
And not giving a ****
About me.
I just have a horrible attitude
Like I should not question
Everything I’ve been told
Or learn or want to stand on my own
To not judge
But instead to understand
And I can’t help it
That I can’t sit
In a class for 8 hours
Without thinking
My mind drifts
And I realize I just have a horrible attitude
About life, must be because I see the beauty in every
Flower
And every human
And I think about it all the time
I just have the worst attitude really
Because I hate structure
And I hate money
And I hate evil thoughts
And I like to believe that people are good
And I like to believe that life is a blast
Even if I have to sit in a prison for
8 hours and call it class
I just have a horrible attitude really
I just do
And there’s nothing I can do
But sit here and laugh
Bas Aeon May 2015
Your sweetest smile touch my soul
Your sparkling teeth captivates my eyes
Your beauty amazed me
Your perfect like goddess
Your voice turn me on

But ugh"….
I turn my back on you
Your heart is not pure as white
Your like a devil when you speak

Your like a walking bending machine
Throwing bad words all around
You think its good on you
But nah!
It will never make you beautiful
If your soul is full of ****** words.
I don’t understand why most of the living entities loves to speak ****** words. Its like they will die when they don't utter the word.
Job E Apr 2015
From everyone you talk to
you say you want the truth
yet when I demand it from you
you vehemently refuse.

Does the rule only apply
to others but not to you?
If so, why bother imposing
if you don’t follow it too?

How can there be order
if this is what you do?
If anything, it’s insane!
That, can’t you deduce?

If you really value truth
then you must be, yourself,
practising such honesty
in every story you tell.
Julia Aubrey Apr 2015
acceptance is something we all wish was contagious,
but true acceptance comes from a heart that is filled with patience.
fingers tremble as dreams race through your bloodstream.
trying on different clothes and attitudes makes your body ache and turn,
outside is an identity that isn't yours which feels as bad if not worse than a peeling sunburn.
"don't." you tell yourself. "don't give in to the personality you've thrown in the highest corner upon the highest shelf.
it's gone.

(j.a.r.)
A Purple Moon Apr 2015
Try to halt me and you fall back.
Thought I can't see ya' but at every sec,
I see you with my eyes without a break.
I got guts more after every take.
I'm the one who can't be moved,
for heck's sake!
'Spontaneous' because I just made it. Feedback.
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