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Dara Slick Feb 2018
I do my homework,
with diligence.
Or so I say.

I started a blog,
I'm proud.

I can't spell very well,
and editing isn't my strong suit either.

I think all I have going for me,
is my personality.

Yikes...
I did write a blog https://dslick20.wixsite.com/slick Read if you want.
Arcassin B Sep 2017
By Arcassin Burnham


My life is pull like pulled pork awaiting the slaughter,
I must have ran out of ***** to give , pour a glass of water,
for all the thirsty greedy people,
like a newly sequel,
an ongoing cycle that'll never cease to,
Exist because I'm a used pawn in all of my family's *******,
time to break the cycle,
this is nothing new to a human's behavior  , it's like what joe jack did to
Michael,
My luck hangs by a thread in everything that I do,
it's impossible to just be accepted,
In a family where they make money off your disability if you would just accept it,
twenty something applications and three interviews I feel like I'm not going nowhere,
problems stack on top of problems , i just wanna live drama free with some peace
and despair,
Hi,
I will be nothing if i died,
pretend you care is just a lie,
like how do you all sleep at night,
the city hates me, not surprised,
she never helped with all the bullying
she never helped open my eyes,
i think my mother is a joke ya'll,
and from the ashes i will rise.
©abpoetry2017
https://arcassin.blogspot.com/2017/09/bye-3.html
Steve Page Sep 2017
Blogging or podding,
Googling, Yahoo-ing,
Texting, Twittering,
Face-timing, Instagraming,
Snapchating, WhatsApping,
Messaging, Pinteresting
or good old fashioned
contemplative Tumblring -
whatever you're casting
your thumbs will be moving
like proverbial lightning
- proving again
the might of the word
over the keenest, lunging sword.
"The pen is mightier than the sword."
Submissions to the Annual Musical Torture Experiment for 2017 are officially open!

Submit your five songs by emailing them to
TorturePlaylist@gmail.com

"BUT WHAT IS THE MUSICAL TORTURE EXPERIMENT NICK?"

Well me, I'm glad you asked.
The Musical Torture Experiment was started in 2013 by yours truely, Nicholas R Coulombe.
Where I asked everyone I knew, met, or saw on the street, to hand me 5 songs that I would add to one playlist,
listen to that playlist on a loop
AND NO OTHER MUSIC
for an entire month.

I have continued this tradition each year
recruiting Willing victims & voulenteers
to listen along with me.

These victims have many different lives, interests, and genre preferences,
but there is one thing they all have in common.

The blissfull escapism of living in their headphones.

This gaggle of Tune-heads who use their music as a fundamental life resource, a coping mechanism, an escapist fantasy or meditation.
These people offer their body and spirit to music.

Now, for a whole month, they are relinquishing control of their music.

Shotgun no longer shuts their piehole.

For an entire month.
Listeners will not be able to skip or select any music other than
YOUR SUBMISSIONS!

This is the perfect opportunity to force someone to really find whats so amazing about those artists we culturally hate.
Or maybe theirs an oldy that your grandkids Refuse to consider music because there is static or twangy voices instead of bass drops.

Maybe you talk about your love of skrillex and a hipster spits their kombucha in your face.

If you have songs that DESERVE the light of day.
This is your chance to indulge in their exhibition.

want to voulenteer yourself as tribute to listen along with these crazy *******?
keep tabs on what is being added cause you think its kinda interesting?
Or contribute YOUR five songs?

Just
Send an email to TorturePlaylist@gmail.com
by the end of August to participate!

Go check out the playlist itself here:

https://open.spotify.com/user/124409443/playlist/2TAdzDUKx7sfW1uJrqMS7K
Go check out the playlist itself here:

https://open.spotify.com/user/124409443/playlist/2TAdzDUKx7sfW1uJrqMS7K
Anna Grace Apr 2017
I’m starting to feel strange in my own life.
Time’s grains won’t slow down, they’re drowning me.
I forgot who I was again today,
But no one knows, perhaps I’m still okay.
I used to be the one to call for a good time,
They would dial One for
One time out, bring her back
And be done till the next week
But now I am out of touch from them,
I am gone from everyone who once danced around me.
I loved a guy once,
long ago
And he was scarred like me
Is he still?
I wouldn’t know
He is now a stranger to me,
Another page of a notebook no one wants to read.
I forgot who I was again today,
But I read that I was a writer.
I am starting to feel strange in my own life.
Samuel Hesed Apr 2017
My Website: https://whatweweretaught.com/poetry/

Hello wonderful and beautiful people on Hellopoetry.

I'm here to ask you wonderful people to read my poetry website and tell me what you think about it! Honestly, I would love the insight from people who are passionate about poetry and writing.

Sense, I have been on this website for sometime now, I have read many amazing poems and creative writing post from some of the most amazing people! And, through your writing I have been inspired, amazed, intrigued, and blessed. Therefore, I thank you all for inspiring me everyday.
Love you all!
ARI Jan 2017
I
want my-
No. I need
My voice to be
Heard by any soul inclined to listened.

-ARI
If youre at all curious to know what else I could possibly have to say check out my voice on paper- http://morethananxiety.blogspot.fi/
hazael-fae Sep 2016
There is more knowledge then the things you learn in school. Public education alone kills creativity, school is to make you ready for the real world, but the real world is different for everybody. We are taught in our lives that we have to be working 40 hours a week 40 years of your life till you receive your retirement fund and be able to relax. Most of the meaningful things that you have learned in your life, that has helped you become what you want to be in your life is something that you will not learn in school. The most inspirational and life changing events that happen in your life have not happened inside a building that you sit in for 6 hours 5 days a week. We are supposed to believe that you can't do anything unless you graduate unless you go to college, you will not go far in life if you drop out of school. But yet we read and learn about inspirational people who have not completed a high school education, inside a classroom. Yes we all do need to be taught how to read how to use proper grammar and learn about the world we all live in. But so many things we are all taught we will not use everyone is born different will do different things.
Arcassin B Sep 2016
By Arcassin Burnham


....And from that fateful day, he went home with
A smile for once,
Because he knew that for the first time he was in love,
He'll have something to tell his friends tomorrow,
Yeah he'll flaunt ,
It's only a matter of time before he drowns in her love,
Goes through the door with a smile , heads to his room
With a smile, lays on his bed with a smile,
He quickly took out his phone and dialed the number that he dials,
Telling his befriend that they have to go to that party,
His best friend says "cool , but we're not popular , remember dude,
Remember on the way to school on the day that guy ran into you and pushed
To the ground and asked for money? You said no , and he said I'll see you
Monday", and he's like "yeah , I remember", and his friend confesses and says "okay remember the girl you ask me for ? Weeelllll that's her boyfriend" and hes like "dude seriously! Why didn't you tell me first hand!? I could have said just **** it , now I think I'm in love man",
Friend said "I'm sorry man I thought you knew",
His happy day just turned into blue,
He says "sorry I blew up but I'm not mad you, and no I didn't know that
She was dating that arrogant ******",

The day calms down and slowly eases into nighttime, he sits on the roof
Of his house with earphones in thinking about Felicia,
That sweet Felicia,
All the ugliness in the world just couldn't defeat ya,
You brighten up his days where he use to feel low,
He's gonna change himself for you while time moves slow.
©ABPoetry2016
http://arcassin.blogspot.com/2016/09/cupids-voice-pt2.html
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