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Kathryn Irene Jul 2018
To live is to coexist

with your demons,

the biggest challenge that

has the strongest

people of all.

You are strong.

We are stronger,


- SkullsNBones
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Tristan Brown Nov 2017
There cannot be white
Without black
There cannot be light
Without dark

There cannot be up
Without down
There cannot be happy
Without sad

There cannot be good
Without evil
And there cannot be right
Without wrong

One can't exist without the other
Someone has to make the sacrifice
So that there can be

So I am what is sad
I am what is evil

I am

So maybe
Someone can be
Daniel Magner Oct 2017
Water spills through boulders,
in no hurry to fill the watering hole below.
Fallen trees lean in,
stretching for a taste
of the cool liquid,
as if it could replenish their vitality,
stand them back up to their old grandeur.
Everywhere around them
humans splash in the pool
formed by the rocks,
causing a raucous,
their coolers, inflatable tubes, towels, beer cans, wrappers, bits of old food,
lay spread,
marring the landscape.
Do the fallen trees hate disrespect,
or are they satisfied knowing that, one day,
the human epidemic
will die.
Daniel Magner 2017
Lia Sep 2017
at some queer second
         not quite between twelve and twelve
                    blue planet dust particles dream
                                suspend midair
                                 while sunbeams dance
                        across minute hands
                   in your eyes

            **** carpet melts into lush
       dark grass
      and azure electric runs across petals
         of daisies dipped in glass

                 air swims carelessly about in a tropical heat
                          and shimmers curiously like
                                  glitter in rain or
                                        paint splattered koi
                                                beneath oil spills

                                                   you stand at the
                                                      precipice to purple
                                       and curiously ask the darkness
                            "what time it might be"

                   soft words of loved ones
echo faintly in distance

                    copper willows generously sprout
                         industrial light-bulbs
Maya Deren Salvador Dali Steampunk Coexist Environmentalism
Amanda Apr 2017
you and me, we don't mix.
we will continue our lives, we will coexist.
you're like a drug and i need my fix.
but you're no good.. you're no good.
Daisy Vallely Mar 2017
I observe you, infatuated with your subtle mysticism.
My eyes lay on your verdant beds like a swallow tail butterfly
dancing to the melody of your vibrations.
I feel you breathe with me.
I admire your crystal garden,
dripping down your coiled vines.
In each leaf, a reflection of your life.
Your origin is you as much as it is me.
We are sister and brother.
We are God.
Together we transcend.
Together, we become one entity as we experience
the beauty of consciousness.
You are my natural friend.
You thrive and stretch your veins outward
to kiss the hands that caress you.

with me,
We coexist fluenty
Julio is the plant in my roommates room. He's a a beautiful hanging *** full of plant. We hang crystals on the stems, referring to "crystal garden"
Brooke Poplin May 2016
Love. Forgiveness. Hope.
Three words
Endless promises
Your preachers preach
Your gospels sing
Your hands fly to the air on Sundays
You sing praises for a spirit
A spirit who claims to love you
What are you trading for this love?
A promise to teach.

But what has teaching become?
Attacking radicals and pushing them onto the ground, and kicking them in the head while they're down
Forcing others to behave like what's demonstrated as perfection
Threatening flames to those who just want to live in this world, not worry about the next
To attack
To force
To threaten
I've never seen a more perfect embodiment of everything you claim to hate

Love is not evoking fear in the eyes of those who are unlike you
Love is patience, and time
Love is holding hands with and guiding the blind
Love is treating everyone as if they are god

If love is what you feel from above,
It's about time we focus on spreading love around us, rather than keeping it to ourselves
And then just maybe, it will make it's way down
James Walker Apr 2016
Another man's shoes never quite fit
the way you'd expect them to
but hey
go figure,
it's the walk that shapes the feet
and everyone's gone places
they would never visit

we think we're all on the same page
we're writing different books

we think we're literate but
we can only read our own story
and somehow,
every message we send is
in ways the greatest minds couldn't decipher
yet we all look up and see
the same sky
the same moon
the same stars
and we all call this land
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taia Apr 2016
don't apologize
you have your rights and i mine
can't we coexist?
i feel like my haikus ****
Eriko Mar 2016
Sometimes I don’t want to think
About the time you lost your shoes
And they flew in the air, the wind
Catching them and carrying them
Far away onto the road,
The way your socks soaked
On the wet pavement, you hair
Unruly and wielding sublime turbulence
I don’t want to dare recall
The stunning life sparked in the hearth
Of your eyes, there was so much flame
I think it could have lit the entire sky,
And with each swing of your head
Fire wood stashed blazed inside your head
Drinking in the present scenery
At the way the world seemed to be
Singing to you again,
And I’ll watch from afar, for I have run
In the opposite direction,
If too close, lightening will frighten
And bruise the sublime pearl of sky,
I’ll replace the succulent, gentle wind
As the heat which your head used to
Lay in my broken heap, perhaps
Far apart, we can coexist
Without ripping each other apart
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