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Wilder Aug 2020
It's like a catalyst
Where I'm running out of words
Because the words I can't say
Aren't there
It's the
Feeling old while I'm drinking coffee
Feeling young absorbed into a book

Almost feeling me when I
Reach that space
In between

There's a moment staring at the tv
Excited because someone got kissed
Seconds when I write a sentence
Knowing it's nonsense
But there's a pause
And falling to one side
(My back acting up)
(Giggling while I run)

Searching for a domestic peace
Being pushed to the side
Searching for

Growing up
Maybe

It's hard

Tensions that shouldn't exist
Tensions that aren't seen by anyone else
Pulling away in an effort to walk the line
Searching for a balance
In between the tension

It feels like a catalyst
Like something I don't know yet
Isaac Aug 2020
The word "happiness" would lose its meaning if it were not balanced by sadness.
this really brings definition out in the world and many have the inability to see it.  by carl jung
Evangeline Aug 2020
The world created us
To belong in this constant state of ecstasy;
Living in the middle,
Creatures of balance,
The absurdity of it amuses me.

Balance,
Easier to say than to obtain,
The center of everything that is sacred.

Balance,
For we are intensely human,
For we have gentle depths,
We are
Of heart unreachable and obtuse of brain,
Needy for redemption or revenge.

Balance,
For one misspoken word or
Misunderstood action leads to tragedy,
For fate is certainly a twisted *******.
Simon Aug 2020
Simply wanting (as their very fate is meant to become that of a very HIGHLY sophisticated "veterinarian")! Who's sole purpose is cut into a very simple, but complex...double sided coin. Issuing a non-collapsing development that regulates (very steadily) for how a foundation is essentially formed. A foundation that ignites it's own simulation for "two sides of the same coin"! One that "shows-off" everything in it's entirety. To be that of a situation (where nothing of course ever seems too go right)... Except within one's own mindset (too agree upon). Which is governed by this very ample "opportunist" simulation! The double sided coin isn't measured by it's interests upon the measures it takes too invoke such an option. As it pays both width and length over a long period of time... Until you've come too the most "settlement" rule...imaginable! How do you balance one thing within another that are two completely separable things made too be within the same establishment? You get your most very fortunate master! A master who is (more than "fortunate") when pleading to their very own instrumenting way of looking at things. (Not too mention the "eternal" world around them!) A more than plentiful and abstract point of view for displaying what it is, that they truly wanted too begin with (first and foremost). The veterinarian part had become valid, thou. Constructed too a halt! The idea where dogs, guinea pigs, birds and other household critters (of ALL types)! Could correctly "intermingle" into one justice system! A justice system that is within both the control and guidance of the such very fortunate master that neither screams or cries over a very "dissociation" state that could completely corrupt their animals into not intermingling...correctly! But they do not submit politely! They rise onward with ferocity in their very hearts! They face the world..."head-on"! And doesn't fully expect something else in return.... Well, except their number one fan (who isn't important right now)... While doing what they essentially do best! (Which is bringing in the last side of that very coin. ) Too essentially create the very foundation that would tame (not only the establishments that have yet too occur correctly)... But most importantly the very simulation that was ignited (as if by the mere blessing of a silly little "spark") that ignited the "flame of progress", itself! Especially the ferocity in the very fortunate masters very heart. Guppies, tetras, loaches, cory catfish, nerite snails. Not to mention the most favorable upon the very fortunate masters collection... The "bettas"! Which is a little too much for the other smaller "fishy critters" too handle all at one...single time. So their very fortunate master keeps track of their own internal time clock...wisely. (ONLY...until it's actually time!) In order to find a better housing habitat for it's MOST prized possession! All the while the birds (on the other side of that coin) disrupt their very fortunate masters mere concentration while playing with their very essential jewelry they always wore! (Breaking it in the slow-paced slog that is..."animal daycare"!) While the dogs themselves love laying on their very fortunate masters body (thinking it's the softest device too use as a mere bed)! Especially when the guinea pigs (of that lot) slither in and out of (ANY and ALL) of their very fortunate masters clothing (you NAME it)! Pockets and hoodies! Not ever settling down (as their supposed to essentially be doing) until the very command coming straight from their very fortunate masters "tone of charge"! ALL the animals very fortunate master sometimes isn't always aware of what they "solely" want...(at first). Thou, slowly but surely they come too FULL terms with it. (Making a decision that is of the worthy complex circumstance...of what they essentially want too do with their very lives!) Especially with the (GREATER than most) help from a (once complete stranger who had...up too this point in time)... Had now become their most trusting ally in the fight too secure the line of both (who they are, and what they essentially want to become). Which is both too run a "fish rescue"! And to (sooner rather than later).... Is too also run a..."vet clinic"! PS... Also to have A LOT of dogs and EXTRA fish because of that very interest (when also feeding their "slightly but sad"...ego)!
This is (once again) another poem about a very "special" friend of mine... Kyle! Who is wanting to reveal a little (more than of it's very certainty) full of specifics about themselves. Gratifying that very pleasure over the (possible) consequence of their very will to make good choices...upon their very classified decision-making!
Monica Mourad Aug 2020
She lives amongst the stars
Thoughts are galaxies away
It’s safe up there so they say

Eyes like shooting stars
Fly across her sky
Glances of belittlement, pity, judgement
Soar fast across her sky

Silently dimming their twinkling lights
Mindless carefree flowing  thoughts
The ones they say her galaxies are made off
Are laced with unseen meteors of doubt, uncertainty, worry…
Meteors that leave craters as big as the moon
In her “perfect” galaxy

Sleep is blurred by the constellations of anxiety
Her favorite ones are imperfection, failure, loneliness  
Beautifully woven, tangled and outlined
Family.. friends…. lovers…
Intertwine and form the lines - connecting
These celestial masterpieces.  

The stars in her wide brown eyes never dim
Shinning bright,  giving off an aura of warmth and light.
They see a girl- a daydreamer
As Orion’s belt wraps around her waist tight.
Binding her to this utopia they say she created.

Head in the clouds girl
Oh how I want to be you  … they say
To inhabit this wonderfully created planet you live in
Called  La la land

Visit if you dare she says…
Appearances can be misleading. We are carrying our own burdens so choose kindness when you can. Don't judge a book by it's cover.
Bhill Aug 2020
with fiery and attentive steps, our love remembers
remembers all the hours of living without
living without each other to balance life
life inhabited in the eyes of each other
other lives are covetous, of our balance.....

Brian Hill - 2020 # 213
Find your balance...
The westerly gale blows
Deep into my soul.
Lifting the slates
And rubbing the trees
Against the walls of my mind.
A seagull flies by
Against the undulating horizon,
Indelicately buffeted by the wind.
Every thing is in balance
Dinesh Padisetti Jul 2020
It's now, you need to be brave
For you've fear in your heart
It's now, you need to obey
For you've been free, too long

It's now, you need to be responsible
For you've ran away from it all your life
It's now, you need to fall in line
For your entire life was out of line

It's now you need, Balance
For you've enjoyed the imbalance in chaos
It's now the time to sit still
For you've never stopped moving

It's now the time to build
For you've only but destroyed
Remember the message
Alas, you'll repeat the mistake twice.
Remember...
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