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lok-hing Sep 17
It's 4 in the morning. We're tired, lazing, sleepily
awake. It's a subtle, quiet touch that draws me closer;
It's a subtle, lingering breath that brings me near.

I'm not existing, I'm living
in this moment. I'm loving.

We're not you and I. We're a tangled mess
of limbs and warmth and blankets, a whole.
And we won't just exist. We'll live.
cuddles are nice
I see you lost, my darling.
Don't cry, please do not cry.
I know that everything,
is gonna be alright.
The night was turn light off for while.
But please do not be worry.
The light will come like sun will raise.
And sun will shine for you, appraise!
I know it's here no light now.
I know exactly how it's feels.
But please my dear, you got a breath still.
You still alive, my dear!
You can stand up again so straightly.
Here, coming here.
The path is here, just feel it
You are so close to see the light.
And nothing gone and nothing stopt.
You just forgot that you existing.
My folly little girl.
Stop crying, here's a door!
Nylee Aug 15
In truth, there is no blame
Truth exist just as is
  with no start or end
It just remains
.
rinnette Aug 5
It was the motion in the void
The soothing silence in still air
The excitement in a solitude
The party in zombie town...

....when you existed in my life
Now
I do consist from moments.
From moments of the past,
which I do now.
But why should worry I?
If I exist in only moment now.
Myrrdin Jul 20
You
And so this is what it is
To want something so badly
I wish it never existed
To want something so badly
It is all that exists
Dream Fisher Jul 12
Start existing outside of yourself,
Take a breath until the stress melts
You can't change the world in a single rotation
But you can change someone's life today,
I get a lot of nodding in affirmation
But when the train comes, they still sit at the station.
I understand the comfort zone, the bubble,
The look the other way from trouble
Billions of super hero fans standing,
I'm writing in hopes of a vigilante.

Start loving the person you are,
Forget the money, the job, the constant distraction.
Remember the kid you were, in a blur,
Now an adult being, trapped with morals
A fraction of the child you think back on.
You're never too far gone to retrace steps
All the amazing things you once thought,
They never disappeared, you just left,
Wondering if you've come back yet.

Start being.
Whatever you are or aren't
Aspire for greatness in whatever,
Even if that greatness is smiling for a minute,
Be in that minute and make it real,
Live to feel happiness and sorrow
And continue that existence into tomorrow.
I'm not looking to preach or teach
I just miss seeing emotion as I walk down the street
With a face in a phone and text in a speech.
abigail j s Jul 6
you lay still and stretched out
in your backyard,
stars thriving leagues above you.

can you feel it?
the pulsing of the earth,
beneath your hands, your heels?
the feeling of drifting,
anchored firm but drowsily drifting:
this is how it feels to exist.
april 30, 2019
bk Jul 1
It is amazing, the life of a wave.
It takes forever to build up
and then once it finds its way to the beach,
is alive for only a couple seconds.
As beautiful as this sounds,
the act of the surfer is even more.
The wave exists momentarily
but while it does,
the surfer carves smooth silky lines into it
creating a form of art seen only by few.
After that, that single wave is gone forever;
It is not coming back.
The surfer will never surf that same wave again.
The life of the wave now only exists in memory.

Personally, I find nothing more beautiful than that.

B.K.
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