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Thomas Harvey Oct 19
Hope can cheer you up and Hope can bring you down
Hope can take you all over town
The main question of hope is if it is helpful or harmful
If I hoped to be a judge I would never be appointed
Often times when we hope we find ourselves disappointed

A friend once told me Hope is like a downward *****
Having Hope alone does not bring a  new day
Just like not having it doesn't mean you don't get your way
So the question changes to: is Hope a blessing or a curse

A farmer hopes for a good season
But he doesn't plant his crops and say goodbye
He works as hard as eh can with good reason
And when a good or bad harvest comes around, he doesn't have to question why

Hope without the work is an effort lost, like fools gold
It can ease your mind and please your soul
But it can also turn you into a living ghoul
Hope is for the strong, Hope is for the weak, Hope is for those who dare to be bold.
reyftamayo Aug 25
sentinel of forever
keeper of time
lie with me
in the forest sometime
let the droplets
of memory
**** the nerves
of my consciousness
along with the many
summer songs and
midnight rains therein
lover of infinity
timeless and prime
sigh with me
in a melodic mime
dampen my senses
denude my mind
free me from
the utopian paradise
of realistic sham
master of moments
endless and divine
Whitavius Jul 5
A whole lot can happen in a second
Entire lives forever altered … and
The whole world is changed
every single minute…

Can you count the seconds
Of a baby's first breath?
Can you measure the interval
Transition between life and death?

How long does it take to die?
Caught off-guard by accident...
Or for total change of heart and mind,
By some unexpected, life-changing event?

How long is the "moment of victory"
Compared to the "hour of defeat?"
Both are decided in an instant
How much destiny is changed in a heart-beat?

Take the time you need...
Value your time indeed...
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Uzo Okoli Jun 16
Lyrics of bounded intimacy gladdens her conquered mindset
Over the hills of Abeokuta, love flows like waterfall
Vying for the golden heart of  a conquered and bullied one
Eagerly waiting for the crown of love that's beyond

Hating speaks ill of emotions of her past dealings
Daunting cowards scare her of love scars and wonds
Brave hearts smile to her but she giggles and worries
Stepping forward to behold her angelic monster with vexation.

Bridegroom implores the mystic of time and imaginations
Smiling to the awaiting hands of her selfish fantasy and ego
Reminiscing to the high tune of affection and wander of the past
Aimlessly searching for a perfect-godly bride that is beyond her.

Recalling past timelines make her smile, angry, aloft and joyous
Searching for a warmth hands is all she dreams of her present
Not forgetting previous intimacies that weakens her nerves and heart
A diva in her youth as she beckons for unrealistic wishes.
The ground will testify our PAST when we fall asleep permanently.
feather soap scone
concert twin
pigeon tie sceptre
OpenWorldView Jun 2019
“I’m dark”, she warned me.
Cross the event horizon.
Nothing can escape.
Tommy Randell May 2019
one thought doesnt make a prayer
one impulse doesnt make a promise
one leaf doesnt make a layer
one smile doesnt make me honest

one thought doesnt make a memory
one cup doesnt make a drinker
one blow doesnt make an enemy
one echo doesnt make a whisper

asleep in the mirror my reflection
awake in the world my intent
a poem of dubious connections
a series of regrettable events
Sketcher May 2019
You are so cute,
No matter what,
From head to toes,
To ***** to ****.

You are the little,
I’m the caregiver,
Just ask for anything,
And I will deliver.

You are so pretty,
Every single day,
Please take my hand,
And I’ll show you the way,
To a happier place,
Just you and me,
No matter where we’re at,
From land to sea,
I’ll be there for you,
And try my best,
I want nothing more,
Than your happiness,
I love my lovely little girl,
My everything, my entire world,
I love you, I love you, I love you so much,
To this terrible life, you’ve become my crutch,
I’ll try to learn to stand without you,
A dependent strong man I’ll be,
The future, together will be seen through,
Together, soon we’ll move in and marry,
And have a nice life with a house and money,
Always and forever, through crying and funny,
Things that we’ll do like eat each others chins,
And share our past stories onto our kin,
But before all that,
I have something to say,
Please hear me out,
This will probably sound gay,
A lovers gay,
The cheesy type,
That makes me want,
To maybe write,
A poem for you,
On our 92nd day,
Here I go,
What I was going to say:

Is that you are the sub,
And I am the dom,
Do me the honors,
Of letting me take you to prom.
She said yes :)
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