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Mane Omsy Aug 2017
Furnish your beautiful face
With a wide shining smile
How long will you live?
Don't bother how long
Let the energy spread in the air
Like a constellation, shine bright
Like the night more luminous
Than one single shining star
It's crystal clear, gifted divinity
Do not hide from glittering
Spread like a streak of lightning
Watch the aftermath
You made it possible
Turning a starlight to a wild beam
Let's forget the stress in our minds for a while and be happy.
Chijioke Nnamani Aug 2017
I leave one city behind like a terrible past
Hunted by its pleasant memories
I pursue new adventures in another
Moving from shape to shape on the atlas
Life was meant for journey
Valerie Jul 2017
"No because without the things I don't like,

I wouldn't be able to enjoy the things I do like."
Tay Jul 2017
How Do I begin To explain
What happens to me when I write poetry
I'm on a merry go round
And I can see my thoughts unravel as we go faster and faster
See all my past events
How Do I begin to Explain

To People
That Poetry is a part of me
They Roll Their Eyes
Yea right they would say
How DO I BEGIN TO EXPLAIN
That inside poetry is what softens me

How do I begin to explain
That On The Merry Go Round
How I think

How I breathe
How Do I Begin To Explain To Others
That I'm
A
*Writer
This is my favorite poem I wrote please enjoy this!
Apporva Arya Jun 2017
Me
I know me and what I want,
Prays for faith larger then fears
& Dreams bigger then self doubt.
Not scared to like alone walks.
Tied to goals not people or things.
Aware of heartbreaks and love don't blind me.
M idealistic and prepared to be misunderstood.
Stay real, stay loyal
Or stay away from me.
M too deep to be true & too romantic to be real.
I enjoys the moment and plans for future.
Maria Etre Jun 2017
Baby, break me more
there's nothing
that turns me on
than the sound
of the cracks
as they mark
my heart

Break me more
for my muses
yearn for broken
chaos to ignite
that burning passion
gliding and guiding
my hand on that
blank paper

Break me, my dear
for I have conjured
spells that translate
into novels and poems
that stir my soul
only when it's
broken

Break me
I have fallen
for
broken
Druzzayne Rika Jun 2017
You'll get time later to enjoy
right now work hard
don't waste time now*

These words echo every day
but when is the correct time
no one said

does hard work pays what we want
do we really know what we want
or do we just envy someone
who has something you don't ?

the people who say these kind words
do not seem that happy
Are they too waiting for the time to come
and are working still to enjoy later ?

Is time always there but never quite present
where to time when later comes?
Ramsha Apr 2017
Life is just not about living
It is to enjoy and embrace the beautiful world around us...
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