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Rain 18h
Was it ever even real,
If the love was just a drug.
That I grabbed just to feel,
In the grave that you dug.

I really thought you were pure,
Wanted me for me.
Just to be each others cure,
But I didn’t see.

How bad it would **** me up,
The regret it would leave.
I’d be permanently marked up,
Pain that nothing can relieve.

You saved me and ruined me,
So can I really be mad.
You saved my life technically,
But I’m not even glad.

You should have let me go then,
And dissapear from everyone forever.
But then you wouldn’t be able to **** with me again,
So you kept bringing me back to ***** me over.
The last Poet Jul 19
"What does the colour gold look like?"
Asked the blind man.

"Gold is like the feeling of the sun kissing your skin.
It's like the taste of the purest honey on your tongue.
It's like a warm hug from someone close to you.
I imagine gold is what hope feels like.
That is what the colour gold looks like."
Words mean everything
Irelyn Thorne Jul 15
Once all of the weights build up
And you believe that life is just a lie
Something which you've made up
The perfect answer to a broken mind
You'll sob, you'll punch, you'll kick, you'll cry
Because then you'll know you are nothing
Nothing but blind
I miss that feeling of waking up and knowing you're two steps ahead.
Laura Claes Jul 2
Isn’t it a strange concept
we hold on to someone
we fell for
We blindly fight
even if it doesn’t feel right
We lose ourselves
we feel sad
Happiness suffers
but we hold on
Love’s something mad.

L.C.
In the debate between dubbing and subbing
I side with subs to savor the original
mellifluous French, Tamil, Korean, Italian...
Reading the subtitles assists the deaf
and hard of hearing although voiceovers
benefit the blind and vision impaired.
Historically dubbing was employed
by fascist governments to advance
the nationalist agenda. In our own time
the tendency to consider dubbers dumb
implies reading’s the indispensable skill.
My wife reads her mail while watching movies
so she prefers dubs. I admire her mastery
of two idioms simultaneously
but my limited bandwidth favors subs.
Dylan A May 17
when we taxonomically



think about the world





we become blind







to our humanity
Aaron Beedle May 8
Two minutes, we sacrifice.
The value of a human life.
Not to work two minutes harder,
or push ourselves 2 minutes further.

Not enough to contemplate
the pain and fear, the spite and hate.
Not 2 minutes to reparate,
our broken world, our shattered people.
The ones we left, who've grown so feeble.

We give 2 minutes for those who died.
Who died in wars so many times.
War and again, over and over,
and louder, the silence,
and longer, the violence,
so dilute in its gunfire and sirens.

Silence, 2 minutes, for those who died.
Yet silence eternal, for those deprived,
of human rights, and chance to live,
If only 2 minutes were all we'd give.
About: I want people to have to think about the meaning of this one, rather than telling them outright like I usually do.
Antonio May 7
I tried to reason with my race,
Made me feel only as a joke,
Trying to pave my own way,
May god help me and save me,
Two hands always ready to perceive,
Is like i already feel the curse,
Waiting for me to die so my soul can be dammed.



The wind in my heart,
As thee casts my sins,
And releases the fire of life,
Upon my own humbled soul,
Searching for my own path,
Feeling once again blind,
As i meet these strangers.


So once again, after some time,
I ask myself hoping for a change,
I am wrong?
Heads up!
The silver shore is calling me
A restless moon upon the sea
Your voice is waves against the stone
But I am drifting all alone
The lighthouse hums a mournful tune
It sings of love and dies too soon
I reach for you, a beauty glow
But tides will take what tides must know
Set my heart upon your sail
A lantern in the howling gale
Let love be wind, let love be sky
Without your touch the stars run dry
So hold me close before the tide
Before the dawn can cast me wide
For love is fleeting, wild and deep
A sailor lost, a dreamers leap.
Arthur Vaso Apr 2
Within days
to lose your eyesight
fear boils from inside
darkness complete
never mind to drive away
racing cars impossible
retinas now stars in the sky
now that I am the passenger
in my own car, along for the ride
I observe
now I truly see
I did go about 90% from detached Retinas, and very scary indeed, however they can now operate on this and had my eyesight completely restored, so for about a month had to rely on good friends and neighbours to get about, we did have some fun, my neighbour didn't have a car and was thrilled to death to race around with mine. It is true, that when you can not see, sometimes you see more of who people are and the world around you. A valuable lesson indeed.
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