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If you feel childish
Hold on, never be adult
I see honestly in it
Genre: Inspirational
Theme: dope soul
Tizzop Jun 19
wings of birds were stolen by the gods, centuries ago
an earth's day lasts for 86, 400.002 seconds
children are roaming in the mind of these lines
they are counting, playfully and without feelings

days come and go, they float through our lives
i wrote about the stages of dreams and dreamt of an *******
the ruins of old poems are silver, blue and red
remains of a day's thoughts, decoded and clear, similarly

it is not wise to count seconds while you are breathing
it is not wise to count on people while they are leaving
it is strange to use "wise" in order to refer to cleverness
people of color may feel excluded by our languages

in german, "white" is called "weiß" and that sounds like "wise"
explain to me the origins of such a word, i demand it
before the river will have swallowed me; i demand an answer
poems come, poems go, leave a trace, stain – and a change

fools are flodding the streets in order to have a five o'clock tea
proudly, they are talking about their old heroes, bearded conquerors
these guys nevah really wanted to dig strangaz, dey killed 'em.
they killed unknown people, they stabbed my dreams

they murdered ancestors because they were used to murdering
they invented words without speaking but grinning
power is an invisible instrument that consists of hierarchies
power is what we see and oversee, power is the origin of wars

wars are the origin of despair; and that is nothing new
wars, though, may be invisible and silent, just in the mind
what is a war, does a war need bombs, guns and soldiers?
wars occur everywhere, daily, within 86, 400.002 seconds

the length of a day is measured in numbers; they are just inventions
numbers are man-made, animals orient on the sun and the moon
humans celebrate planets and write poems about them
we all will surive as long as we keep writing and tolerate each other
Today is a good day.
Emptinesses
framed by inequalities
that sew the disaffection,
throw the disenfranchised into
blues sharp relief,
stark contrasts of
black and white
rich and poor
needful and needless cries

There should be no politicking
or filibustered unkempt bluster
in the emptiness of children’s stomachs,
nor grave injury from
the ignorant knuckles of authority

Hunger of all kinds
in guts and minds
brings pain
and a shame to even voice,
for there shouldn’t be cause
to have to

Hunger has a way of spreading
to hearts and minds
and when hurting enough
will drive change

But not alone

The comfortable,
careful, silent,
the full,
must give time,
use voice,
use currency,
and fight
She told me
"I am the Moon."

Seriously
I believed it
Her gravity is
What can't be
Denied

It’s always been
The truth
Genre: Observational
Theme: Muse and the Muser.
Author's Note: Too far yet close. The soul of every spilled ink.
chitragupta May 2019
Honestly, I was never your enemy
Sadly, you were never my friend
Foolishly, I placed my trust in someone
For whom I was a means to an end
C'mon.
Mystic Ink Plus Apr 2019
Beauty
Like that
Manifests
Rarely

You are right
Genre: Observational
Theme: Being the witness
Mystic Ink Plus Apr 2019
True reason
All believe
To a person like you
Who will not lose their mind?


You are
Mosaic of the
Entire Universe
Who may not have this thought?

Here, I'm
Genre: Observational
Theme: Act of kindness, culture of calmness and balance of elegance, what you are made up of.
Mystic Ink Plus Mar 2019
Where is your,
Dream destination?

It's simple
To travel through your eyes

Everytime
I saw you, I wonder
How do you gracefully
Inspire me
Without a clue
Balancing elements of
Decency
Elegance
Simplicity
Spirituality
Compassion

You are, You
None, can be
The one
Timeless
Genre: Experimental
Theme: Where dream meets reality
Mystic Ink Plus Mar 2019
Forever
Eternity
Deep talk
Benevolence
Bliss
Muse
Moon
Happiness

These are the popped up
Words
That get inside
The mind

In your
Presence
Genre: Experimental
Theme: The Exclusive
Mystic Ink Plus Mar 2019
You know
You are beautiful
Your mirror knows
Too

And
That is enough
Genre: Experimental
Theme: Beautiful people have kind heart, compassionate mind, what makes them beautiful.

Note:
If still confused
Ask the writer
Who wrote
"About you"

See how
He will prove
You are beautiful
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