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Maxim Keyfman Nov 2018
gums gums oh they go
where go where run
I don't know about everything either

and all step and all run
where I run and again
gums gums oh they go

day after day like water
both in paint and turning
I don't know about everything either

what do I know about what I do
what about me to be after all
gums gums oh they go

where are we all going where we are
where are we going step
I don't know about everything either

but listen to me listen
I exist and everything is ahead
gums gums oh they go
I don't know about everything either

19.11.18
Oliver Philip Nov 2018
To everything there is a season.
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To everything there is a season.
Oh a time for every purpose under heaven.

Exactly a time to be born and a time to die
Virtually a special time to plant and pluck
Even a time to **** and a time to heal
Renovation by breaking down n building up
You know there’s time to weep n one to laugh
There is a time to mourn and a time to dance
Heave n cast away stones n gather together
In time to embrace n a time refrain embracing
Naturally a time to get and a time to lose
Grant y’self  a time to keep n one to cast away

Then a time to read poetry and then compose
Have yourself a a time to keep your silence
Eventually finding your time to wisdoms speak
Romancing with a time to love n a time to hate
Experiencing a time of war n a time of peace

In what profit hath he that laboured for God.
Simply for the benefit of the fellowship of man

As I have seen the laborious efforts of men n

Sons of men to be exercised in t’ work they do
Everything made beautiful in God’s good time
Also He  hath set the the world in their hearts
So that no man can find out the work that God
Onward from the beginnings unto the end.
Now is the time for All Men to do good in Life.
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Written by Philip.
November 11th 2018.
An Acrostic rendition of To everything there is a season.
To everything there is a season
trf Nov 2018
i'm a yellow chill
a daffodil in the rain
thought i found my place
kinda heard to explain

sip each glass of wine
your palette needs a rest
taste his *******'s brine
along your lips

signing documents
you can't help hide your grin
sweat beading down your brow
my nervous penmanship

is this what they call peace
four hundred dollars an hour
the clock says nine past three
rounding up minutes they devour

caught you dead to rights
my son's new step father
when he sees your blight
harvest grapes turn sour

i feel constant dread
our son can't cope the truth
so far above his head
your soulless attribute

i'm a daffodil, more like a coward in the rain.
These troubadours, between truth and lies, corrupt lovers, women and husbands and keep saying that Love proceeds obliquely
A tenso (Old Occitan [tenˈsu, teⁿˈsu]) is a style of troubadour song. It takes the form of a debate in which each voice defends a position; common topics relate to love or ethics.
starstrike Nov 2018
The fire
gone
then back again
like a winking eye.

Warming
it was not

burning
it was

he was drawn to it
like a thing of brush;

it was
Different.

A crackle of flames,
a silence

it was
Different.

Voices:
talked about everything
never of nothing

a continual curiosity
a sense of wonder;

it was
Different.
Found this poem recently. If I remember correctly, it was an assignment from middle school to write a found poem about a passage we read in class, though I cannot for the life of me remember the passage.
Bryce Nov 2018
The blinded equines
kick flies into the soils
And give feed to life
Nicole Nov 2018
When people asked me about love
I think of you every moment every second
You are my stars that shines brightly above
But you’re not mine I reckoned

I like the way I make you laugh
It’s like a melody that touches my soul
It makes me want to pull you close
And kiss you where I didn’t need control

Your name is like a drug to me
It makes me feel high and giddy
But honey, we’re like some old romantic stories
We are destined to meet but not destined to be together

Maybe because that’s how I see things, about us
I was too delusional about you and me
Yeah delusional, that’s what i was
I am willing to take the blame


My love,  i wish you’re mine
Yet the way you look at her, i gave up.
Because it’s the same as how i look at you
Sadly we met at the wrong place, at the wrong time
I love you yet you love her.


Is it raining? Or my heart crying?
Honey i am falling apart, i am breaking
But I’ll be okay...
They say time heals everything

So before i let you go,
Before i say goodbye,
My love just promise me one thing,

“Please be happy”,


I love you, good bye.
Wow, I’ve been gone for so long since i started working i almost forgot to write poems, but here i am.

November 12, 2018
11:41pm
Vii HunniD Feb 2018
I wish her a
Blossom of my heart
That will never
Wilt away...
Just some thought of LOVE I have to share
Vii HunniD Apr 2018
Merging Quantums, Quarks and Quarks,
Watch Vii Paint Pristine Pictures,
It's never Equivocation,
How Peripheral...,
Ain't it Quaint?
Ain't it quaint?
Vii HunniD May 2018
Have you ever been
Touched gently,
Kissed sweetly and softly,
To make you think is it reality...?
Deep down I felt
Your voice kissing my soul slowly
As you pronounced words.

Have you ever glanced
To the stars at night
And asked yourself,
How could there been i and u
But their so many alphabets inbetween
And wish u and i are always together,
As it is on your keyboard?
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