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Erik Luo Dec 2019
Maybe I will see you
from the other side of the door
Maybe I will know you
by the edge of the shore
Maybe we'll meet
In the sky among the stars
Maybe we'll just be
a flower in the sod

And when my hair
flows
on my skin

And when the wind lightly
blows
on my face

I see the sky with
purple
and red

and the fire
dancing
on my eyes

and I sing
and feel
all
my beings

and others are whispering
into
me

and I feel
your love
into
heaven
on earth

and I know
my life
is complete

and I see
you standing
by the fire

with the light
blowing on your face

and your rope
that cross
in the yellow
and the gold

in the fire
with warmth

and you flow
with the wind

as life
passes
you by

and when time
gets you down
you go up

and you smile
and your beauty
your grace

took me away

into a
land
of unknown

and a song
I embrace

and I dance
moving my head

my hair flowing
wild
and free

and I feel
your presents
under the stars and the moon

I know you are
I know who you are

and this moment
of time
will never
begone

eternally present
forever and ever

and as we grow up
and grow old
and die

we will look back
and see the fire and the sky

and when we
sing
the song
of life and love

forever and ever
without
a breath

then we will dance
in that
divine void

forever and ever
until
we are all
one

and when I
feel
my love
for you

I know

I know

I know

and when I
feel
your love
for me

I know

I know

I know

I am
here
with you

and
forever and ever
without tears

and as the stars align
as the universe stays

we'll both be
in each other's
arms

much to one

perhaps
you see
the fire
that we're in

the beauty
and grace
of this life

and when you feel
the wet
tears
down your face

as I know
your love
in my heart

and maybe it will rain
and maybe it will snow
and maybe the sun will
never comeback

and maybe we'll die
and maybe the sky
will become so
so
so!
so real...real-
reality
reality!
reality!!

as love
and you
and me
and all

reality

our reality
in god!

is infinite love
is just you
and me
and all the
things

and we dance
and we cry
we laugh
and we fight
through the eternal
soul

and perhaps
today
you can look me in the eyes
and tell me the words
that you are here
to say

so that
I can
remember
who
I am

so I can
be
of your love

and in that
nothingness

we sing
of this song

of us
of life
of death

and when
we say
the words
the truth

we say
we say
we say
we say

we sing
we sing

this song
of life
and we know
that we are
all
just one

and we know
we are
we love
and live

we die
we cry
we sing



this song of life
Capriccio Dec 2019
I am Heaven
I am Peace
Life Love
Fear
Hurt
Pain
Sadness

I am Sadistically Committed to Being Peacefully Happy
Orion Lesneski Dec 2019
You look for me,
When you are feeling “broken”,
I’m done being on the sideline,
Watching you hurt every guy,
Just like you did with me,
It’s like you’ve got a degree,
In being a flea,
Jumping from guy to guy,
******* them bone dry,
I’m done being there,
To comfort you when you get a tear,
So leave,
Go away,
I don’t wanna see you anyway.
I'm honestly done with being used like I'm a ******* toy. I'm not CLUELESS!!!
Max Neumann Dec 2019
are built by






human beings
Repost this poem to spread the word.
Thank you.

God appreciates, accepts and loves ALL human beings.
Max Neumann Dec 2019
were opened to






**** human beings:


22 murders in 2019 of Black/Trans Woman:
https://mshmemphis.org
GOD BLESS YOUR SOULS. GOD ACCEPTS EVERYBODY. EVERY-BODY.
Amanda Kay Burke Dec 2019
I wish you would stop being perfect
Running from yourself

Problems and weaknesses are not contagious diseases you'll catch and spread by touching doorknobs or drinking after the wrong person
But are instead marks of individuality

Evidence of experiences and wisdom gained by them
Almost like birthmarks or at the very worst a mild condition that has made you a stronger person

Some have allergies
Some people have asthma or eczema
And you dear
Have a past

Run to me
Together we can face the parts of memory that are too frightening to look at alone
Instead of hiding regrets in the expectations of the present we will stroll headfirst directly through hazardous smog arm in arm
Until you finally make peace and fully forgive yourself for every last mistake ever made
I wish you'd stop running from your problems and run to me instead
Nat Lipstadt Nov 2019
~for betterdays, and all Aussies~


the fires massifs all around, the smokes surrounds,
the house invaded with closed-out-of-college students,
mother and father who are similarly workless, a fire bounty,
all this a treat to an nine year old (no school) boy and his dog

newly self-appointed ringleader, the little boy,
in his fire heaven, with a gang to command, to entertain,
some adults, silly college students, who don’t know “no,”
when he says this is the game we are playing next

this vignette, is not a Manhattan variety^
but an insight story heard, unwitnessed, but of
those who tell the tale, unwittingly, of finding small joys
amidst sky-full clouds, all grayed bunting of burning stink

few wiser than my old, tired and smokey clouded eyes,
though, one yet detects those who are truly not lost,
those who are found, and those who will find them all,
and lead them to the safest places inside themselves

and my heart and brain, at last in unison,
forgives the restless adults who with grownup worries,
yet can! just barely detect those mini joy-rivulets among the whiffs
of destruction and bravery, losses and new hands extended

So I ask, Mum, what game shall we play next?

Perhaps, Noah’s Ark?
https://www.washingtonpost.com/weather/2019/11/21/massive-bush-fires-horrendous-heat-worsening-drought-plague-australia-summer-nears/

^ search Manhattan Vignettes in the HP Search Box
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