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Maya Oct 2018
My bunny
does not comprehend
the vast size of the
universe.
My bunny does not
ask questions like
"Why do we exist?"
My bunny is a simple
creature.
But it seems so much
more peaceful
not to wonder these things,
not to stay up late
wracking your brain
at the mysteries of life,
that sometimes,
I wish I was
a bunny too.
Is ignorance truly bliss?
If I was ignorant,
I wouldn't have to ask this.
Valerie Jan 2019
The hills beckons!!

In it's ethereal beauty.

Bringing it's surroundings to life!!!

The blessings of Mother nature in its total richness.

The intricate layout of the earth's crust.

The flamboyance of creation.

An artist's inspiration, a poet's muse.

The rocks adjoined hip to hip.

Serendipity in these hills!!!
Akure is a town in Ondo state, Nigeria, in the continent of Africa. Made of beautiful hills and picturesque views
Sammie Oct 2018
Write about love, if you may!
I would be curious to know what you'd say
Write about birds and their long flight!
I am sure even you love to see that sight!
Write about your passion and dream
To which your heart shouts out and scream!
Write about all your sorrow
For I am right here to take them away as I borrow!
Write all about what takes you higher
Cause I know you aren't just a flame but the whole fire!!
When poet friend wants to write something for you and asks you what it should be about!!!?
Arcassin B Oct 2018
by Arcassin Burnham

Trials and tribulations for relations in America where the higher class resides in cutting the checks,
Putting the past behind my back and running to the light of a better future all in debt,
To love and to hold while we rejoice a brand new day of peace on earth to follow up bliss,
If we all stick together and fight as one then it would actually be more better than this,

Picking fights and winning wars in this country is more like a mind to result in some treason,
You have no reason to be so **** ignorant while we're sinners signing all these agreements,
Tragedies will happen and mostly all planned , the systems rigged as destruction on the brink,
It is nothing than to be afraid of corruption as long you live and free think.
©abpoetry2018

https://arcassin.blogspot.com/2018/10/free-think.html
katie Oct 2018
i find myself drowning in
the softness of your deep brown eyes
falling further and further down,
as your gaze holds mine

when you touch my skin briefly,
making me aware of your presence
the warmth of your intent,
that's the purest of your essence

how can a single person offer that?
so much comfort and serenity
simply by just existing as you are,
i feel as if you were meant for me

perhaps this is fate as they call it,
or chance as the realists say
but there's peace when i'm with you,
as you are the brightest part of my day
to the karmic boy
ALC Oct 2018
Hold me in a dark embrace
In the black stillness of the night.
Vanish the light from the day,
Allow only the stars to come out to play.

Hide me in an obsidian blanket
Where I can sit in quite silence.
Let me disappear into the night,
Silently watching as an owl in flight.

Include me in your onyx cover
So that I may think in cleaver wonder,
As the moon creates a soothing calm
And my body stills in your nightly song.
-ALC
Blade Maiden Oct 2018
The ocean calls for my departure
don't mourn these waves
I was destined to return just like King Arthur

Scribbled words on our skin
invisible ink tells of prophecies
and all the lives that have not been

Pulled the sword from the stone
Naive to think that we'd be crowned
but rather released an angry storm

These stories speak of hate and resentment
it flows much more effortlessly
so much pain in trying to be sentient

Still I will not give in to bitterness
I wait for the storm to pass
to return to sea and drown in bliss
Mystic Ink Plus Sep 2018
They talked more being silent
Close to the calm breezes
Up ahead was the sunshine
Warm hands close in

How could one misunderstand,
what it means?
Genre: Romantic
Theme: Let the naive understand
Oliver Sep 2018
Maybe we’ll be fine
Pretending it’s okay now
Turning a blind eye.
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