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Raven Blue Aug 2020
Poem is the art and emotions of the person writing it;
It is a gift and a friend whom we can lean on anytime.
We read it when we're sad;
And there we can find some inspiration and courage;
To continue our lives bravely and not give up.
We read it when we're angry;
To calm ourselves and think thoroughly.
We write poems to express the feelings and thoughts that we have;
We write poems to give inspirations and to motivate others.
It is maybe just words but through writing and reading poems, we can clearly see and understand the reality ;
All of us maybe read the same poems, but truthfully we read it differently and have different thoughts about it.
But what we have in comparison is that, we read and write poems because it is a cure to us in any emotions that we have and we need it in our lives.
Bei Aguilar Jul 2020
I wish I could tell you
all the things i want
without getting hurt
or crying

I wish I could express
how devastating it is
to hear those words
from you

I wish I could show you
all the scars i got
from the words
you threw at me

I can't escape
Simon Jul 2020
I believe I can... Because of one device. Faith! Believing in faith can turn everything either upside down or take control of the situation and minus that very cause in one single pulse of a heartbeat!
Believing in something is either a countermeasure for disaster! Or it can be something you totally never would have ever expected!
Amanda Kay Burke Jun 2020
Just write
Express your thoughts
On backs of napkins if required to
Sand at beaches
Dust
Snow
Mud
Any surface will do!
And the men and the women who inhabit are the authors of this story titled life
Valmir Zimberi May 2020
In that moment,
Where I looked into your beautiful eyes
Then suddenly I knew
That something bigger existed
A love we in everyday hectic pursuits
Can't see

In that moment
I saw how beautifully all our souls are intertwined
Of a love we don't even understand

In that moment
I saw how great the beauty is
In even the smallest encounters with another human being
Another soul

In that moment
I saw that we all share something in common
You are my teacher and I am yours
In your eyes, I saw something that I now see in everyone's eyes

We are all one and we are all love
Euphrosyne Feb 2020
She walks in beauty
Like the night
Of cloudless clime
And starry sky;
And all that's best
Of dark and light
Meet in her aspects,
And her eyes.


Thus mellowed to
That tender light
Which heaven, to
Gaudy day, denies.


One shade the more,
One ray the less
Had half impaired
Her nameless grace,
Which waves in every
Raven's tress,
Or softly lightens
O'er her face.


Where thoughts serenely
Sweet express,
How pure, how dear,
Their dwelling place.


And on that cheek,
And o'er that brow,
So soft, so calm,
Yet, eloquent;
The smiles that win,
The tints that glow:
But tell of days
In goodness spent.


A mind at peace
With all below,
A heart whose love
Is innocent!
Another piece for diane. You walk beautifully like the heavens abducting me.
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