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Ibekwe ifeanyi c Sep 2020
I have always longed for days when I will dance in the rain
Days when I feel cold but less pain
I have longed to feel the drops of falling waters on my skin
The smells of dropping water at dry sand
I love to watch the sun as it sets and and feel the moon as it glows
The ocean waves as it flows
The morning birds in thier glory
The title may seem awkward a bit
James Sep 2020
Ive been gone.
A long awaited freedom.
Gone for so long.
Ive been gone.
For too long,
Ive been gone.

In my memories,
A past lingers in a haze.
The spaces so divided,
A connection seemingly quixotic.

Its cloudy.
Its dark.
A moment in space.

It feels like an eternity.
Floating in a universe with possible impossibilities.
Yet I remain aimlessly afloat,
enshrouded in nothing.

No drift
No serendipity
No clemency
To pull me from this cold idle.

And when I see a comet hurdling by,
I can only wish to share its great journey.
Anais Vionet Sep 2020
A party scene, in
Senryus - from last March, when a
party could happen.

He looked at me
like a treat. “You,” he said,
are looking hot girl!"

“I’m only hot in
in the dazzling reflection
of your lust,” I said.

“Then you’re on
FIRE,” he said as he put
his hands on my hips.

“Your girlfriend’s looking,”
I said, - she and I nodded.
His hands retracted.

He brushed his hair
back over his ears, "some
other time.” he said.

“He was set to Jump
you,” My friend Kim teased, "No,
not really.” I shrugged.

"You disappointed?"
I snorted "yeah right,
His GF was watching."

"OH!," Kim realized,
"You were posing!! You're
STILL a ****** - I KNOW!!”

SHUT UP!!” I laughed,
putting a hand to her lips,
“That’s secret info!”

“Sophomores are
ALWAYS virgins.” Kim said, “Not
Lisa, of course."

We turned, smiled,
and waved at Lisa - she
was dating three guys.

Kim says, “She could give
us both one.” "Leftovers," I
said, “should mean pizza.”
remember PARTIES?? *sigh*
Donna Sep 2020
Set your alarm
So you don’t get up late
Make the most of your days
Cause time don’t wait
Thought of this one the other day , life is so precious and it flys by so quickly u got to enjoy and make the most of your days *** ❤️❤️
Some days
I lie in bed
Over come by
A sense of dread
Lips trembling
But nothings to be said
Mind tries to get up
But my feet are bricks of lead
Breaking point is near
My hearts already dead
VibeActivist Sep 2020
Most days, I feel numb
numb enough to see life for what it is
numb enough to get tired of most people

Most days, I feel burdened
burdened i don't feel anymore for anyone or anything
burdened that i reflect at my mistakes day after day

Most days, I simply just wander
wander and get lost in my mind till i feel it's abyss
wander till I feel emptiness and nothingness

Most days, I hear voices
of the people who used to matter to me
of my past self lying to those i once loved

Most days, things don't matter
whether i feel something or not
whether it's the sound of people or the earth resonating
most days are like everyday
k e i Sep 2020
it’s normal.
to have days where you just watch your thoughts reach and flirt with each other in the ceiling.
where you don’t turn that prompt into the opening lines of a poem.
where you’re left unprepared without your best outfit.

it’s normal to have days for sleeping in ‘til 4pm.
where you only tick off two items off your todo list and calling it a day.
where you take time in the shower to sift through your thoughts.

some days are meant for adoring the sky.
for accepting you’re infinitesimal in the grand scheme of things.
some days are meant to be slow.

“and it’s normal and you’re alright-or will soon be.”
purple heart Sep 2020
today,
i feel bright and fresh.
one of those rare day.

so why does my mind
a supposedly friend
trying so hard
to eff it up?

is the mind same as
those two faced
monsters
whose memories
ruins the day?

are they both alike?
i wonder.
on days like this,
wondering..
obviously takes away the good.
is wanting a bright shinning so unacceptable to my ego?
John McCafferty Sep 2020
We think it's gone
In better times we could have played
As weather's changed
You slipped away
Remembering those blessed days

September sun invigorates
Glimpses of glory warmed
It's riches clasp the back of neck
Absorbed in chest and flow to rest

Time be spent so look ahead
Aim to be your best throughout the test
This place is finite so be our heads
More to life than meets the end
Undefined redemption led
(@PoeticTetra - instagram/twitter)
Word farer Aug 2020
Tiring nights
Long days
All are incomplete
Without a cup of coffee
A small dusty diary
And those heart coming poetries
Still in world of poetry..shayri..and many more
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