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If I were a world dictator,
I would make peace now, not later,
I would ban bombs and guns,
A new way on Earth begun,
Big dreamers start with dreams,
We could change the world, it seems,
We need peace now, not later,
If I were a kind dictator.........
Feedback welcome.
You took from me, everything
my senses, my freedom,
the untold story,
my last wing..

You wanted my voice
to disappear, in
the silence and
lost its own
guidance,
you thought
I was full of fear
you really wished
for a single tear.


How did I get here?
I don't know exactly
I have no memory.
where is the territory
where are my people
the kingdom
full of peace


You never believed
that I would move
when I tremble,


You never whispered
the truth from
your mouth.


You've always assumed
that I am no one,
I can never be someone.
That's why you tried
to shut me up,
cut my part.


You never thought
I would fight back


You never realized
how far I can fly,
how blind that
you are.


You never believed
in me.


You never saw me
as a threat.


You don't know me
but you will.






Muhammed Emin KUŞASLAN
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Have a good day/night !   - E
The dreams i just dream
Are enough to change everybody in the world.
Just now i had a funny one,
I luckily won 1000000 dollars in a casino,
And i am busy buying and selling,
No wonder i havent wrote today.
Day dreaming has become my habbit of late.
Ahnaf Jul 18
A towering wooden frame
Lined with fake lotuses  
Written all over

Here Lovers' promises
Sit unscathed, untested

Words etched
In just a single moment of love
Live forever
As love elsewhere dies away
fray narte Jun 27
Maybe I left my dreams in the last song I sang in the shower. Maybe you left yours in your first, half-empty cigarette pack, still hidden beneath a pile of clothes.

Maybe somewhere along the way, it wasn’t our dreams that died, darling — it was us.
As inspired by the line: It wasn’t the dream that had gone wrong but the dreamers — Harlan Coben, Stay Close
Ocean
falls on
the taxi
light as
blue rain,
thoughts
of what
lies in all
the hearts
and bodies
I had seen,
walking
in the night
streets with
their umbrellas,
of all of the
millions ways
they were
imperfect
makes
them so
beautiful,
their shining
ways,
unknowing
of the
stars,
the tiny
dancers  
in their
eyes
with the
melodious
songs of
their
laughter,
they were
in love,
flowers
in gentle
touch as
they say
to each
other,
“you are
the one
who lives
within me,
In endless
bloom,”
I passed
by a cafe,
and I
pondered
upon the
moment,
when eyes
would meet
before my
flower
knew it’s
name
in your
garden,
I, the poet,
paint the
heart through
words, I see
what others
turn away from,
I seek the
heaven
in your
eyes and
the stars
in a drop
from the
ocean
I am,
I will muse
of when
I will come
to you, with
petals in
the azure
sky and
wonder
in our
eyes,
for there
will be no
sleep for the
dreamers.
karo Apr 12
what if i am not
the one
will somebody catch me
when i fall
thought i knew the way
i am not
so sure anymore
Venus Star Mar 29
is it real, to be lying in the yellow meadows
beneath the willow trees
in our own worlds
colliding
metaphorically

is it too good to be true?
in this cosmos
to be dreaming about a willow tree
in a yellow meadow

a simple thought
a pen in my hand
a thought in my head
i wonder what ill dream up next

~the poetry enigma
Ciel Feb 5
I salute all the parents who sacrificed everything
to ensure a better life for their kids.
I feel for the kids that are constantly told they do not belong.
I celebrate the courage of the families who sought a new beginning.
I stand behind the immigrants, and the refugees,
Behind those who were brave enough to make a choice
and those who did not have one,
I stand by the kids who fight for a better future.
Those who claim a country that refuses to recognize them.
I stand by those who dared to dream.
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