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Empire Jun 2019
I awake to an unreal calm in my chest
Blissful and gentle
Merciful
Nothing quite matters
I know it should
But I just don’t care
I inhale deeply, slowly
Savoring the feeling
Knowing it’s temporary
Knowing I’ll have to give it up
It’s not supposed to make me like this
I know I probably take too much
But the serenity
Of the morning
Is so irresistible
Marquis Green Jun 2016
A true vision fades from daylight with dilated pupils.
A cross between the voluntary night and natural nightfall.
A deadly mixture of exhaustion and a want to escape. Leaving is so sought after, coming back always leaves a notion of regret.
Tangled thoughts tie these twelve
Empty streets to heartbeats.
What does midnight bring but confusion over yesterday and tomorrow?
Earl Jane Feb 2016


My king's smiles and laughs,
Are my daily dosage of beatitude.





with love <3


© Earl Jane
♥ E.J.C.S.
For Brandon <3 <3

i love you so much my king,, your happiness is my happiness, i can't lose you ever, i cherish you lot !! I only love you!!!!! I love you more than i can ever scream, shout, say, do, by all means of showing my love is never enough... coz i love you ssoooo ssooo much and i do see all you do for me !! I can't thank you enough for all you do, you are just amazinggg , genius, sweetest, most romantic, PERFECT for me !! I love you a lot !! I know we will meet soon. God is already preparing bigger plans for you and me, i am NEVER giving up on you!! You are my love, my peace, comfort, refuge, my happiness, my inspirer, motivator, the one that draw me closer to God , my king, my soulmate, my preordained one, MY ALL !!! You are my all and i am sooo overly attracted to you and i never get bored of you, that's so nuts !! Coz I am so NUTS of YOU!!! you have no idea !!! I love you sooo much!!!
Frank Ruland Dec 2014
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My second attempt at concrete poetry. I think this was significantly better
Matthew Harlovic Nov 2014
It took one, to turn her
pupils into shrunken heads.  

© Matthew Harlovic

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