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Theheartofman Oct 12
As I explore my anxiety.
Why am I so shy, with beauties such as thee?
My heart says, go talk to thee.
My mind says she may reject thee.
My soul says that she will set you free.
My mind says, your chocolate haired beauty, will despise thee.
My heart says you can play and be free. Frolic like in a meadow, like children are we.
My mind says you are too beautiful for me.
My soul says, as we connect, it will reveal a great mystery.
Set my mind free my chocolate haired beauty.
Let's dance and sing, as children, we would be.
Playful and inquisitive are we.
Doubt, shame and are no longer allowed to remain with inside of you, and within side of me.
Let's set our hearts, minds and souls free.
Discover, be free, to see each others,
divine, sacred and natural beauty!
Zywa Jul 2
Two people travel

and they discover the world --


A journey called Love.
Novel "The Enchantress of Florence" (2008, Salman Rushdie), part 3, chapter 19

Collection "Low gear"
Joshua Phelps May 11
Plans change,
It’s nothing strange.

People come,
Then they leave.

Like a carousel,
or a revolving door,

The ones we loved
come and go as
they please.

There’s no need
to worry, no need
to be torn.

It’s just that

We outgrew the
ones we thought
we knew,

And only holding on
to a select few.

It’s nothing we
did,

It’s not what we
chose.

It’s just the
realization

that part of
growing up

is finding who
we are too.
Jeremy Betts Jan 30
{revised version}

So,
You're back to question me
About this litny of negativity
To discover who or what misled me
But I know exactly who done it
Let me clear up the conspiracy theory
Place me in font of a mirror and look closely
Who do you see?
Me?
That's correct, very good, but the rest of the frame isn't empty
Take notice of the oblivious guilty party directly behind me
Particularly the one with the nerve to be judging me
Here,
Let me get out of the picture so the visual can be absorbed entirely

©2024
🚫 the first half conflicts with the last half🚫

I wish it was as easy
As you say it should be
To discover who betrayed me
But I know exactly who done it, place me in font of a mirror and see
Glenn Currier Mar 2022
It is a lie.
I can’t get into your skin
nor see the blight on your soul
nor know the wealth of your life
in the darkness and the light.

It seems to me – and I could be wrong –
these four words
discount the other’s experience
dismiss the depth of a friend’s feeling.

Can’t I come up with something more creative?
Ask a question to find out more?

Have NOT been there
like you have.
I thank Maddy for her poem - https://hellopoetry.com/poem/4556798/prefix-and-suffix/  that caused me to think about the impact of those four words and thus became the inspiration for this poem.
Shea Jun 2021
Warm weather
Come together
Larvae grows in the water that collects
Underneath the house
I'm using you to,
Hate myself.
I feel like you might love me
If I choke on what you have to offer
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