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Kara Shirlene Sep 2020
Inspiration.
Motivation.
In times of fear and doubt.
Determination.
Aspiration.
Are things life is about.
Ambition.
Direction.
To guide us on our way.
Indication.
Explanation.
Reminding us everyday.
Compassion.
Consideration.
Are what we need to show.
Affection.
Admiration.
So the world can see and know.
Pacification.
Imperturbation.
For us as a whole.
Exhilaration.
And Elation.
Lifelong for our Soul.
©KSS 12/2012
Ephemeral (adj). Lasting for a very short time.

Ephemeral (adj). His love for me; my love for myself.

Ephemeral (adj). The summers of my mind.

Ephemeral (adj). The amount of time I had with him.

Oblivion (n). The state of being unaware of what is happening around you.

Oblivion (n). The state that I live in.

Oblivion (n). The state that I entered when with him.

Oblivion (n). When I can't seem to get out of my head.
I get questions about my username all the time, so I figured I'd write about it.
S4A Feb 2020
all is well
only time will tell
is she well?
do you ask to define her
or to further understand
why she no longer can confide in others
attempting to define intimacy
placing love in several endeavors
she has lost the denotation
of a natural organic salvation.
who let you define her
without her did you know
they would be lined up.
you don't know her true value
and now she can no longer find it.
I now know none of us do
real love never fails
and not one of us prevailed.
dear future self
love has failed you
recollect because in the end
you were still you
without it.
sunshine Jan 2020
You
(n.)
The one soul I can’t live without
and makes me smile endlessly
Shakytrumpet Jan 2020
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Auto antonyms are fun
Ece Ozkan Jul 2019
You know the first few questions one asks, when they meet someone new:
What do you do? Where are you from? Where do you live?
Then they eye your clothes, how do you dress up.
They give a verdict based on what they hear, what they see.
That's who you are.

I don't have an answer for these anymore.
I gave up on my previous identities.
Left my job 2 weeks ago.
A job that gave me a certain identity for 8 years; a brand name, a comfort zone.
Left my clothes behind, donated or gave some to friends.
Clothes that defined me; my hippie skirts, my tweed professor jacket.
And finally, leaving the country I lived for 8 years.
In just 2 days.

Who am I now?
I am ME.
More than ever.
Star BG May 2019
POETS,
people who scribe as sculptors making masterpieces to hang in their text museums. And as for the reader...They are the ones who visit.

POETS,
one's sometimes filled with pain and insecurities that must write so they keep their sanity.

POETS,
the gift to mankind who can change the world
with one reader at a time.

P0ETS,
EVERYONE IS ONE
WITH A STORY TO TELL
BUT, THEY JUST DON'T KNOW IT AND THEIR EGO JUDGES BEFORE THEY PUT PEN TO PAPER
SO OFTEN THEY NEVER LEARN IT.
Inspired by Dr. Paul Lim. A poet who has great insights to match his name
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