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Isaac Aug 2018
Poetry does not
toot her own horn.

She knows that's what
invites scorn.

It was for honour that
she was born.

Those who have it
she will adorn.
Written 7 August 2018
Willow Aug 2018
How can you look into their innocent eyes and slaughter them.
Because every time I look into their eyes, I see their soul. I see the beauty in them. I see their kind hearts being broken and beat down. And you know what is even worse, after all of that, they would give a second chance because all they want is love. They weren't even supposed to be born, their mother was *****, then had to see their babies taken away. And from when they were born, all they saw and felt was pain. And you know what's even worse, after all of it, they would give a second chance because all they want is love. From when they are born, to when they are about to get slaughtered, all they want is love. You eat pain, suffering and torture, and if you see what happens to those innocent souls and still eat it, you are just as bad as the people who own the companies and slaughter them.
Janhavi K Jul 2018
The stars are dying in the sky,
and hopes are being extinguished on earth.
We willingly plunge ourselves into darkness
when every time a child is denied education.
We willingly sacrifice the light of humanity
when we stand by and do nothing.
The stars will be born again,
but no hopes will ever arise,
if we don’t do our part
of being the most human we can be.
A piece about child education.
Maxim Keyfman Jul 2018
and in the flight of a butterfly I went
I went far after you for my love
and in flight a butterfly magical starry
I went to you my love
to you that left me last summer

and in flight butterflies through birches of oaks
through apple trees and many other places
through poland through america through galandia
and even through red red china
to you my butterfly striped like a zebra

and the star floats in the sky as if in milk they
but is not it so and everything is so
we live are born and die in milk
and milk I drink it every morning for the morning
and I think of you my love left in the summer

29.07.18
Shofi Ahmed Mar 2017
Have you ever thought why?
If give and take was the
ultimate measure in life
what did we give to be born
to gain the life in the first place?
Maxim Keyfman Jun 2018
Today I have many plans
Today I have a date with her
Today everything will be great
Today I will be myself

Good morning
I was born again
Good morning
I was born again

Today I have a great day
Because I have a date with her
Today everything will be cool
Today is my best day

Good morning
I was born again
Good morning
I was born again

Good morning
I was born again
Good morning
I was born again

2016
Poetic T Jun 2018
My identity is homosapian,
      evolving from branches
          that have arrived at me.
I'm only human, we have our
differences that makes
         each one of us individuals.

Where ignorant till we learn what
       is before us.  But we never look
                                                  clearly.

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Don't put the prejudice of your life
                                                on me.
Your upbringing was blind.
            don't put your  
                                  enmity on me.
Some people never look further,
for fear of what will corrode there
past mistakes. Never evolving only
reading the same line syllables in
      wrong verse of what is deceived.

Where only human, homosapian line
            of a lineage that took us from
scrapping knuckles
                             to fire
                                      and now space.
Don't blame me for your ignorance,
          look further than your lack of enthusiasm.

Read not only the book of ignorant followers,
           We know where the thunder roars,
We know where the lightning strikes.
Never in the same place unless you unlucky as ****.

Evolve don't regress to the ignorance of before,
            I want to touch the stars.
Not to be fearful of truth, and what lies beyond
our imagination because that's our calling.

             "We were born to touch the stars"
LexiSully Jun 2018
It is alright to go to sleep upset,
For every morning the sky bleeds of fire,
And you are born again.
Luis Valencia Jun 2018
I feel like
Im drowning
I’ve done things
Terrible things

I’ve exposed myself in numerous ways

I’ve given everything to someone who wouldnt give a **** thing to me

I trusted anyone who said they loved me
I gave them vulnerable parts of myself
Things I should have kept hidden

I kissed the palms of those greedy
Hands that took my innocence away

I trusted everyone with my beauty
I gave it away too soon
I let the lust and desire of love
Take control of my mind

I made mistakes

So now im trying to change
What have I done to the pure skin my mother gave im rotting
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