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James Walker Sep 2016
It's been a while since I've
rattled with prose for
poetry is
prose with more
fashion,
style,
finesse

the heart ticks for all but
the veins
they are filled with
lust for different desires

we battle over taste,
over
bread crumbs

soon we will forget who
we once were
but...
first we must forget
who we are today
When we grow we often reflect and reminisce. It's a part of the process. A beautiful thing indeed. As we change we forget who we were. This happens nearly every day. Change occurs when we leave the person we are today, behind.
Jeffrey Pua Jul 2016
When you make love to me, you unbutton
     The black jeans of the universe,
You discover worlds, paths, stars,
Dwarves and giants, the viciousness
     Of a blackhole, a machine,
          Swallowing everything.
Yes, you make love to me,
As though to pour milk on the full moon,
     You turn q into d, my love,
          A crochet to a demisemiquaver,
And you make rhapsodies and raptures,
     And records, as I make them envy,
          All the suns.*

© 2016 J.S.P.
Draft.
Homunculus Jul 2016
Swarms of
Rabid vultures
Flocked in perilous
Formations, plotting
Their descent
Upon fragile, frail, and
Unsuspecting truths,

Blood soaked moons
Wept their regret,
Over a scorched, and
Barren Earth,
Where justice lay

Entombed within
The broken promise of
Its own fulfillment, and
Waited for the glow of
The messianic light
I'm gonna try to experiment more. I love classical forms, but they're not all there is.

(edit: well, judging by the lackluster response: I can only surmise that it must be pretty terrible, huh? Suppose I'll try again later)
Dan Gilbert Jul 2016
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Dan Gilbert Jul 2016
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Hello! Help! Is anybody there!
I can't move! Can anybody help!?
It's dark, and cold! I can't move!
Somebody! Anybody!?
I can't feel it!
I can't feel my...
Fear, anger...
I just feel...
Cold, and heavy, but not empty.
Bored at that too.
What is there in esence today,
We look and,
Then what,
Does it mean,
Lovely, or is it,
Dearly in the eye,
Feudal in a time, frame,
Leveling the inertia,
From the point of potential,
Gravitational on kinetics,
What then,
Laizze Fairre they say,
But does it,
Teach, Learn,
Empart,
Aimless swords,
Countless pens, painted,
Business, booms,
On life, death,
Satirically speaking,
New, because,
Boring is the Old.
When movies are about CGI and stories are empty or cliché, who knows
Max Watt Jun 2016
Torn between a hundred mindsets,
never resting on one.
See-sawing back and forth,
swinging high and low.
Spinning on the roundabout,
experiencing a thousand views and one.
There's no black and white.
Who would want to see in such binary vision
when the multitudinous colours are
incomprehensibly twisted and ugly
and so rich and beautiful?
Duality? Quadrupality? Infinitality.
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