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PoserPersona Jul 2018
It is to be on Winter's Eve,
  a holiday for two.
And how the snow will dance for thee,
  with hair matching to boot.

In both its length and in its sway,
  your strands of golden sun
will radiate our merry days
  and blind out lonely ones.

Wine for now to celebrate what
  will only be two weeks.
Wine again to celebrate, but
  these weeks to be the least!

As feast for two will soon be three
  then four, no five or more!
I cannot wait, a father, me?
  Children of ours be born!

Purpose of life, we shall have; share
  our life's meaning we will.
As us to them and they to theirs,
  we will grow old fulfilled.

Not if but when the snow winds storm,
  of me you'll find no sin.
For coat and drink will lack the warmth
  as family's love within.
mumu Jul 2018
Today will be my day!
Everything will be okay
I will not astray
I will make my way
Anxiety will breakaway
Only happiness will stay
This will be my headway
My life will never be a cliché
I'll live my life until I decay
Say hooray! Today is the start of my first job. Though I'm starting as a trainee, I'm excited with a little bit of anxiousness but hey, ite still my first job so let's celebrate! To people outvthee, remember, every day is your day so heads up and smile. :)
the bull riders came
from near and far
to try and conquer
Chainsaw's elevated bar

he'd buck them off afore
the eight second crack
none would last upon
his awesomely built back

around the rodeo circuit
this bull had a legendary status
for beating they who'd do
battle with his feisty apparatus

the goading spur of rider
not disconcerting him
he'd show them that he
was ever potent in trim

of an immortal bovine
we'll never see again
so celebrate the elan
of Chainsaw's grain
Solitude Man Jun 2018
I shouldn’t have  
I guess I forcefully moved my things into your heart on parham street
This fool has been celebrating a grubby clean slate
He drank a cocktail before the harvest
After storing his brain safely in the garbage
He asked ‘would you be mine’

I shouldn’t have said I love you first
Now realising that was the pistol to your head
And i jumped the gun twice and over again
This fool stands in awe of his folly
He reads his scribbles of idyllic love poems and ******* dovy quotidians
Every compelled ‘i love you’ will be overturned
My hands over-burned from the blisters
Bitter from the bile from every memory
Though i took my time, I was patiently stupid

I shouldn’t have
Now i’m sat here with this lollipop of regret
Now knowing that every graphic snapshot was because of that same pistol
No wonder why it all seemed strange
I used to gnaw about making you feel like you needed to trust me and love me
I was yet weary of receiving the blame of every kiss, pause and touch
I didn’t realise that the foundation was built on compelled labour
I was to quick to celebrate, but now i know what i should have
Haruharu Jun 2018
28
A year I never thought I'd survive has passed.

I leave behind heartache, anxiety, loneliness and bad energy.

It's all washed off.

Now I look forward to fulfilling dreams, self-love and laughter.

Last year was about surviving.

This year is about living.

Today I celebrate me.
courtney l p Jun 2018
the list of ways that
i care for myself
the way i used to care for you:

1. when i'm feeling down, i ask myself what's wrong. no really,
    what's wrong?

2. i take myself on meditative walks alone to clear my head and
    reflect with no distractions.

3. i take myself out for ice cream to celebrate the good days. i pat
    my own back.

4. i give myself the bad days to cower beneath my duvet. i do not
    push myself to face the world before i am ready.

5. i never say something about myself that i wouldn't say about you
    (the reverse golden rule).

6. i look myself in the eyes at the bathroom mirror, in awe, as if i
    hung the very moon i can't stay awake long enough to see.

7. i scream-sing songs in the car with the windows down until i
    outrun my demons and leave the memories behind like roadkill.

8. i love myself unconditionally.

- courtney l. p.
the words i never thought
i would have the courage to write
https://courtneylpposts.tumblr.com/
Jennifer DeLong May 2018
45
Here we go again
45 soon
in a blink

Years gone
Celebrate another
getting older

Now I'm not asking much
Wanna have something
a little amazing

Tired of cruising
so accelerating
this dam pedal

Wanna have a little fun
Try something new

It's all down hill
from here it's true

So gonna make this year
Something to remember

45 oh 45
let's live a little
Be crazy , laugh and smile
Make it memorable
so here we go
turning 45

© Jennifer Delong 5/9/18
Happy Birthday To me
May 10 ..45
Svode Mar 2018
Castigate!
Fill with hate!
Expose their views
at any rate!

Interrogate!
Segregate!
Expose their lives
at any rate!

Disintegrate!
Celebrate!
Expose your own life
at any rate!
Arcassin B Mar 2018
By Arcassin Burnham


Plenty passion present for your pretty face,
In this day I wanted us to celebrate in praise,
There's no other way I'd swindle you
Off your feet,
I highly recommend that you give your
Love to me,
Everlasting in this calcium cocoon
Of ours,
I put you first,  and you know that,
Know your my only star,
No matter where you are,
I always got your heart,

love won't boil my soul when your
around,
I want to stay here with you,
‎and I know that I am speaking like a
sap but the only thing I ever want is you
you Give me life in many ways,
‎teaching me your ways in a better
Understanding,
I could be your man in any way that you
want as long I could bring the love that I bring,
I'm here for you.
©abpoetry2018

https://arcassin.blogspot.com/2018/03/boiled.html
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