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EP Robles Mar 2020
when the heart is shattered the world turns black & cold
you either swim in the light of dust (across Rainbow-Glory)
roads or float through life & space  
   so ****ing a l one
   unless i am with you
   the walls & madness become
a nuclear-cloud of fears
when the heart is shattered
bruised-Love accents are lips
spokenWild  and the heart's
echoes are as musicSplendor
   S W I M into space
Orion hides your Face
   I'd die with you if
   Rainbow-Glory is ever
   d e s t r o y e d.


:: 03.06.2020 ::
EP Robles Mar 2020
There within that meadow
beneath that weeping willow
came to me, my love
upon golden wings
and gossamer hair

what separation held
dissolved unto bliss
my heart gently held
within angelic mist

there within that meadow
beneath that weepy willow
saw a rebirth of soul
and fear fled, sorrow too
and the willow cried

"what soul once chained
NOW FREE!"

:: 04-03-2014 ::
دema flutter Feb 2020
hard to aim
for the stars
when you’re
already so
high up in the sky,

hard to get out
of this comfort zone
when all i had
known is anything
but that,

hard to be yourself
around someone new
when the past is
constantly haunting you.
Xella Jan 2020
These reflecting pearls, the bane of my existence-
Oh so blind to the left and right of squiggly lines like
The pounding of a fly on eardrums- my mind they scour
Flies beating round the hole in my head,
equivalent to the way they fall fate to windows-
Window sills their life long bed-
My windows to the world seem to fall short- failing
Even now in writing this down-
The buzzing bees build their home above my mind and below my throat.
Nica Monet Jan 2020
What does emptiness look like?
Is it Black or is it White?
A white wall demands to be decorated
For humans to rip its core; to find colour
It contains no depth, no personality
White is easily contaminated
White often viewed as pure;
Disguised as a being without experience.

White has no feelings, it begs for a reason to exist
Given that purpose it only serves to brighten a colour.

A black wall demands an answer
For us to give it meaning; to look deeper
It contains emotions, a mystery
Black prompts us to look beyond the surface
Black often seen as a threat;
Screams out individuality.

Where is black contains darkness,
Where is black contains a story,
Where is black, contains a wall that was once a blank, white wall.
What do you see in white that you don't see in black and what do you see in black that you don't in white?
Mark Toney Dec 2019
Shine on most brilliantly my bold, brave lass
Whine no more over misgiving's past
White robe awaits after crucible's blast.
Write of your struggles to all whom this life batters
Trite experiences included, for your testimony matters.
12/10/2019 - Poetry form: Rhyming Morph - In this poem one letter of the first word in each line is changed - Shine, Whine, White, Write, Trite -  Copyright © Mark Toney | Year Posted 2019
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