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OpenWorldView May 2019
born an empty sheet
traits and external forces
affect your choices

so, death is certain
all the time before the end
is yours to paint green
Try your best.
Lindy Apr 2019
Wearing a gown that wouldn't cover my ***
And socks like starfish feet
I peered across the dim gloom of my
Robot bed to the nurse board, which read, Treatment Plan: To be Determined.
And in my post-pancreatic anesthetic glaze I thought it was a note meant for me.
Too true.
Maggie evans Apr 2019
WE ARE...

We are all puzzle pieces born from different souls,
Those that have taken a lifetime to find the missing pieces to make them whole.

We are all shipwrecks re built from board to bough to set sail again under silken sails to discover our true destination beyond watery horizons.

We are all bleeding hearts, beating in vein of a higher calling.
To unite together to rediscover hope through love.

We are all mountains, it's a merciless climb to the summit but well worth the journey to admire the views of tomorrow.

We are all one decision away from a beautiful life.
One choice away from a different destination.

We are one river away from the tides of change.
Oceans apart, from small ripples that grew.
That all started with you.

We are one betrayal away from a new trust of opinion.
To build our wisdoms without lies of deciept, but bare honesty openly as vunerabilty of our souls.

We are but one painting away from our legacy,
make your picture memorable, as a journal you kept in childhood years.
Painted with excitement from sleepy eyed dreams.

Were are all one feather apart from a new journey poised with direction,
soaring on a winged bird as free as the open skies, we are freed.

We are all one season away from storms of the night, blown in winds of change.
Like the last fallen leaf in fall, we will regrow reborn in spring.

We are all one soul away from an outstretched hand to hold, be it young or old to guide us.
To grip fingerprints as unique as us all.
To help us unite on intimate grasps.

We are all one story away from a different ending,
How you choose to write the next chapter.
Be it in pencil or ink soaked emotions what colour is up to you.


We are all puzzle pieces born from different souls,
Those that have taken a lifetime to find the missing pieces to make us whole.

Maggie Evans
Keep going guys there is always strength to be had from a different view
Gods1son Apr 2019
Well-equipped for the journey ahead
The only opposing factor is fear
How do you embark on a trip that
you can't even see its end?
Different voices playing in his head
Butterflies fluttering in his belly

Grab the rung of the ladder with courage
It all begins with a single step (with faith)
Fear is a prerequisite to acting bravely
Stare the challenge in the eyes
Take a deep breath... then act
Victory is waiting on the other side
I wrote this for a photo challenge. The photo has a guy dressed in a special costume trying to climb a ladder that has no visible end.
Atomika Apr 2019
How does it feel to be stabbed
Not in the back, but in the chest
Just to make those wretched feelings rest
Stubborness is what caused your mess

You, holder of the sin of lust
Not because of dark conjugation
But wanting for deep and trusted affection
Perish in your despair of wanting it as a must

As your persistence deepens and continue through
The severance of bonds continue, you harvest what you sow
It's your fault anyway, weep down in sorrow
Best leave it be for a better tomorrow

You, the one pursued by this person
Has your thoughts of him worsen
Has his determination, became his execution
Then, admit with volition and deliver him condemnation
Atomika Apr 2019
The whispers of the wind grane me insight
The direction shifts which gives me fright
The silhouette of a man which favors delight
The horizon which gives way to the night

I traveled the path which gave me more fears
I'll gather my will right now, no more tears
Come what may, here I go, shifting my gears
No more hesitations, no worries, I steer

As the resolve I built up manifests
Chains of my despair shackles me nonetheless
I struggled, I persevered, I plan for the conquest
But the demons are fighting, they want me to be bested.

As long as the whispers of the wind flow in my direction
I'll carry onward, forward, going in my destination
I'll wrest these chains, my heart fueled with motivation
All my wishes will come to fruition because of my determination.
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