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POSSIBLE Aug 13
Infinite-minute
I'm kind

Win-for-the-grin
and I'm fine

again-and-again
and I'm why->

No-sin-for-the-sin,
Just.tellin.time.bro

I'm not mine // I'm just ... telling time

[But] No Rolex to-
Destress from the grind (though)
Go bow-flex to-
restring the kind (grow)

Chose to flex -
when Beast step to my mode
Lose no chest -
when leg day (rep) the prime goal

See it, .speak through the sign
Be it, .peek through the vine

so we wrestle with meaning
I ain' seek to not find no-

-ceiling, no scheming, cross beaming,
spreading out the word

Jesus I'm Grateful,
see...

(There's) a test in the word,
a testament ta da verb
faith's meaning , when its heard
grace, yes to what's conferred
Pearls, laced to the curve

[been so perturbed
but blessed is concurred
yes best, is what you deserve]

Eternity~

Free it, leak through the brine
b-B-ee IT
a pixel, but leaks through divine
Su Suh- See-IT

Si ves, expresa la señal *

If you see,
[sing the signal]
Neo, Orphe,
Break the window ...
Words might be able to read you. Just saying.
mark soltero Jun 2021
the fool
created his own woes
sorrows laid into his red nose
dirt fills his mind
nothing pure and full of sin
sadistic miseries fill him within
the fool only knows negatives
his life called for nothing but ridicule
if only the fool knew
that he could command an audience
he rather cry in silence
die and rot away to the dirt that used to fill him
Andrew Layman Nov 2020
I've lied once
I lie now
I'm venomous
I'll show you how
Come in close
Don't look away
Illusions dance
Creations dream
Gods can't die
But they can scream
So many pretty things
Block your way
Now I've done my trick
And here you'll stay.
Traveler Nov 2020
As the bird sings
My poetry flows
Every day
I sing and go
So
While on yer busy flight
Buzzin the flowers
For the Queen
Or yer honey delight

Stop and give a listen
‘Cause like the bird
It’s an audience
We’re-all-a-missing

::..::..::..::..::..::..::..::..::..::..;:.­.;;
Traveler Tim

Waves it goes in waves
Rachel Spell Nov 2020
car window moonlight,
familiar music plays through
crackling speakers,
serenading us.

muttered confession,
I pretend I do not hear
and will say I have forgotten
but I might never.

fearless actions,
stunning your audience,
I do not applaud
but I crave an encore.

quiet drive home
on deserted roads.
we panic at midnight,
then laugh at dawn.

--r.s.
My lifes a show
Filled with sorrow and danger
Its not a promising film
You'll hear them say
As the scenes
Play across the screen
I glance at the audience
The theatre is empty
Except for me
I reach down and stuff
A handful of popcorn
Into my mouth
Hoping that'll stop the sobs
Even though
Theres no one watching
ill tell you, my lifes probably not the movie youll buy a ticket for
Good or bad
Speak only
As much as
The audience is willing to understand, take
Relate
Words
Shhh no - one’s not listening  :))
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