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amber Aug 2018
i wonder
if you will ever see
how gorgeous you look
as tears slip down your cheeks
Jessica Jarvis Jul 2018
My heart’s on my sleeve.
Unfortunately for me,
I forgot my coat.
7/30/18

Another haiku for you! I think haikus just make me feel justified enough for maintaining posting email regularly, even if it’s not overly long content, but also proud enough that I came up with something relatively clever for using so few words.
Sean Achilleos Jul 2018
Within a blink of an eye
Every second becomes the past
What you said and did a few moments ago
Has literally already become the past
Sometimes I wish I could go back in time
To when I was a child
Relive my life
Making all the right choices
But if my life had been perfect
What would I have learnt there from
Nothing indeed
Feeling raw and exposed
Like an open wound
I long for a band aid of emotion
Shall I move forward while looking back
What a way to live
It’s no way to live
What was is gone
We might look forward to the future
But even this we have no control of
Everything is a guess or a hope
However one thing remains certain
We only have the now
And the second you've finished reading this poem
It will simply become the past
Written by Sean Achilleos 29 July 2018©
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Gabriel burnS Jul 2018
I felt it crumbling
I felt it falling with the rain
The invisible
I felt it falling
Bits and pieces
Shreds and ribbons
The clothing of my wings
As God unpacked the wraps with haste
Like a restless child
Tearing down the gift
Together with the wrapping

I felt it falling
Scorching on the skin
Of frail reveries
Soaking wet I felt the taste
Of gasoline
And drowned the rain
Into my eyelids
E l l e Jun 2018
Disposable likes

Dispensable loves

I wish I could throw it all away.

Somebody tell all these recyclable guys
To step down from their endless pride
and just be sustainable- but reusable for later

Reducible heartbreaks

Reprized 'I love you's'

I wish there was a safe way to get rid of our minds.

Without polluting everything around our youth
Because none of us want our children knowing
That one day they might be susceptible to that typa thing...

The world would be such a better place if we didn't waste

Maybe if we all knew

Sometimes we need to dispose of things the right way;
Instead of putting in on top of another pile-

It would be.
Take it how you want it, but this is definitely not about the earth.
Stella Jun 2018
I’m just a kid
A kid who was exposed to reality
Way too early
I’m just a kid who had responsibility ****** upon them
Way too quickly
I’m just a kid who had to figured out how to deal with actuality
Way too soon
A kid who doesn’t fear death
A kid who doesn’t doesn’t bat an eye at shootings
A kid who is lost
And can’t find their way back to a safe place,
That’s who I am.
And it not my fault.
It not my fault I’m fascinated with death
It’s not my fault I’m morbid
It’s not my fault that I’ve become emotionless.
So quit making it out that I’m the problem.
The real problem,
Is the messed up world we live in.
Yeah... ok. I hope you like it. Thanks for reading.
Flame Apr 2018
You sliced through the seven layers of skin on my chest,
Smoothly,
You cracked my ribs,
Gently.
Blood spurted out,
You absorbed it,
Kindly.

The whole time,
I surrendered to you,
In awe,
And thought to myself,
"How am I not in pain?"

When you finally found my heart,
Raw and bare,
Offering itself to you,
Desperately,
You left,
Masterfully rejecting,
What you so intentionally earned.

At first I was numb,
But now it's worn off,
And I inescapably feel,
Every ounce of pain,
You inflicted,
To open me up.

So here's the question:
Do I leave my heart here,
Or do I sew myself up?
MfP Apr 2018
Naked
As I lay here
With nothing left
Naked
For the whole world to see
My walls stripped down
Exposed
My innocence crumbling to my feet
Naive
To what this will bring
Uncomfortable with the thought
Of never being the same
Inspired by the idea
That this shame
Of being transparent
Of being completely naked
For all the world to see
People might begin to see me
They might begin to see
That the reason this river runs down my face
Is from the many times my trust has been misplaced
That the reason my hands shake
Is from the thought of every mistake
That the reason my walls were built so high
Was because I was too afraid of hearing these lies
The lies of many who have barged into my life
Telling me there here to stay
Telling me it’s bright as day
When all I was in was darkness
But as I stand here naked
I am proud of my uniqueness
I am proud of how I got here
I am proud of who I am
m.f.p
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