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Khadija Seck May 2020
i don’t have the energy to pretend i’m happy today
and i don’t mean i’ll act in an unnecessary big way
i won’t sulk in a corner, wishing i was in the middle of a freeway
and i surely won’t think of throwing someone down a stairway
you must understand what i’m trying to say
haven’t you ever had one of those days?
when someone comes up to you with a smile
expecting to receive a reaction that’s worthwhile
because to them, it would be weird if you showed your true expression
they’d then mistake it for a misplaced aggression
or maybe even a form of great depression
perhaps one could be mistaken for merely seeking attention
or attempting to commit some expected form of deception
when really it was just a lack of perception
on their part for expecting yet not receiving perfection.
Mystic Ink Plus May 2020
When love
Hits you hard
Either
You will be turn into
The Masterpiece
Or a painsmith
And
This life is
Not enough
For
Your
Art
Genre: Observational
Theme: Craft
Note: Order N' Chaos
Nicole Bonomi Apr 2020
ME
In essence we are pure desire. That desire is an expression of a moment and that moment becomes a series of moments we call life.

Suspended on the hands of an evanescent ticking. Pending on the beat of a vein woven drum. Fragile and fleeting. Ever mysterious and expanding. 

My outer life was full. My inner life was like rampant Boston ivy and aspects of my soul were more akin to cities than archetypes. 

Deluged with words and pulses, in poetry I am but the result of all those who came before me. I represent more than I am able to comprehend.

My expression is the result of all those who slain me and all those who heal me. Thank you differently and the same, for the hues of my emotional palette only deepened and multiplied like the cells of some thousand galaxies. 

Pent, it was time for my expression to vent.
Big Virge Apr 2020
So ... What Is It like ... ?
When You Choose To write ... ?

How Does It Feel ... ???
When You Can't Control What Is REVEALED ...
When Producing Scrolls Born From Your Soul ... !?!

The Soul of ... " Your BEING " ... !!!

If It's Fiction You Write ...
Does It Feel Like ... Dreaming ... ?

Or When ... Writing On Life ...
Give Your Scrolls DEEP MEANING ... ?!?

It Can Feel Like Cleaning ...
When I Write My Rhymes ...

A CLEANSING of My Mind ...
That Feels ... JUST RIGHT ... !!!!!

ESPECIALLY When I Write About PROBLEMS ...
IGNORAMUSES And Their ... IGNORANCE ... !!!!

THERAPEUTIC When I Use It ...
To FLOW My Thoughts Like ... FLUID ..............................................

You See It Gets Me MOVING ...
Just Like A DANCERS' Movements ... !!!

Searching For IMPROVEMENTS ...
In Finding Words of PRUDENCE ...

YES CAUTIOUS In ... " Construction " ...
of How My Writings' ... Function ... !!!

SOME DO HIT Heads Like TRUNCHEON ... !!!
But Let Me TELL Y'all Something ... !!!

I DON'T Write Verse To HURT ... !!!
It Feels More Like My Verse Is From A UNIVERSE ...

Somewhere Like ... " ASGAARD " ... !!!
So YES It ... Can Be CHARGED ...
With Words That DO HIT HARD ... !!!

But PURELY For ... " Protection " .....
It's NATURAL Like ... " Selection " ...
When I Get To ... " DIS - SEC - TING " ...

DARWIN Styled ... Suggestions ... !!!!!!!

It Feels Like I'm Progressing .....
When My Pen Gets To EXPRESSING ..............

Things That Rest ... INSIDE My Mind ...
That PROVE That I Am BLESSED With Lines ...
That NEED NO SNIFFING To Get ... " HIGH " ... !!!

But ARE UPLIFTING ... When I Write ... !!!!!

It Feels SO RIGHT Sometimes ...
That I CANNOT Define What THIS THING Feels Like ... !!!

Sometimes I Feel RAGE When My Pen Meets Page ... !!!
But Then I FIND ... Rage Dissipates .................................................

When I Take Time ...
To EXPOSE The CRIMES of IGNORANT Minds ... !!!

Who KEEP On Trying ...
To STEM The Tide of BIG VIRGE Rhymes ... !!!!

It Just Feels NICE To See Designs ...
My Thoughts And Pen Bring Through Poems ... !!!
That YES Transcend ... PAST Ignorance ....
It's A GIFT Oh YES And THAT's For SURE ... !!!
So I DON'T Infect What Feels ... SO PURE ... !!!!!
With Word Concepts That Work For ****** ... !!!!!!

I Write From MY CORE ...
NOT To Be ... " ADORED " ... !!!!!!!!
Or To PROVE I'm ... ******* ... !?!

It Feels Like My Cause Is To Let Thoughts POUR ...
From Pen To Page WITHOUT Tech That INVADES ...

"The INTIMACY" ... of How It Feels ... !!!
When My Verse Sinks Into Verse Like THIS ... !!!

NO Keyboard Mouse Or TAPPING Sounds ...
Can EVER Feel Quite ... Like Creative Vibes ...

Or Scribbles and Fiddles On Pages of Lines ...
Margins DEFINED It Feels ... " Marginalised " ...
When My Words Are ... " TYPED " ... !!!

As If Somehow ... Writing Them Down ...
Is The ONLY WAY To GRACE The Page ... !!!
And To TRULY FEEL What Your Words REVEAL ...
In Written Compositions That TRUE WRITERS Be Giving ... !!!

Of Course I Use Computers ...
But How It Feels Is ... " NEUTERED " ... !!!!!

As If Something Is MISSING ..................................... !!!
When What's EXPOSED AIN'T Written ...
From End Back To Beginning ... !!!

So In Answering The Question ...
It Feels Just Like A BLESSING ...
When I Get To Expressing ... !!!!!!

I LOVE To Write ... It's A PEACE FILLED Vibe ...
NO VIOLENCE I Like ... My Peace and Quiet ... !!!

In FACT My Pieces Cause A RIOT ...
Because My Words And USE of Verse ...

EVEN When It HURTS ...
Gives LIFE and Serves It's OWN PURPOSE ... !!!!!

One That I Am Trying To Describe ...
But ENOUGH About Me And My Writings' Journeys ... !!!

When It Comes To YOU And The Things You Write ...
In Terms of How It ... FUNCTIONS ...

When It Comes To Your Constructions ...
of Wordplay ... YOU PRODUCE ...

My Question Is THIS ...
In Your Minds' Eye ...

" What is is Like ? " .......
A Homage to what writing does for me ....
IMCQ Apr 2020
A familiar gaze
They watch with blank expressions
An ache of absence
We Ache
M Grant Teague Apr 2020
Honestly, I weep.
Each tear fallen for the mistake
That cursed choice

I cannot sleep
Each blink flashed for the tear
That marred memory

On repeat these beats play
Marching my heart back in place
Teaching me the truth again

I have held fast
Each blast bested for the future
That putrid place

I watched aghast
Each scar payed for the crime
That ****** debt

The worst repeats today
Matching the starts lack of space
Reaching out in utter silence

No amount of words
No surpassing age
Will sunder this sadness

No amount of hope
No consuming fear
Will drive out this pain

Without… Ive been pretty
I cannot sleep and it will **** me tomorrow
John AD Apr 2020
Nahihirapan na ako makisalamuha sa ibang tao
Kinakain na ng Duda ang sensitibong utak ko
Bawat kilos, iniingatan ko !

Malaya ako ! (pero nakakulong naman ang tunay na mga paa ko sa loob ng kaluluwa ko!)
Nais kong takasan ang mundong ito!
May tahanan naman ako , bakit ako lilisan dito sa mundo?

Duwag na ba ako? dahil di ko malutas ang problema
Mahina na ba ako? dahil di ko na kayang lumaban sa gera
Lumalala , lumuluha , kala ko tapos na

Pansamantala lang pala ang sigla
Mapang-akit ang kalungkutan
"Pinagmukha ka lang malaya , maluwag ang selda"

Mas nakakaawa pa nga ako , nasilayan ko ang awa sa mukha ninyo
Sa sobrang maawain ko , kinunsumo ko lahat ng lungkot para mawala ang awa sa mukha nyo.

Naglalaban na ang dalawang grupo sa utak ko , hilahan ng lubid , palarong lahi ang tema
Palakasan nalang ng pwersa kung mapipigtal , aba mukhang balanse pa
auxilium
Amanda Kay Burke Apr 2020
As I stare at blank sheets
To jot down my thoughts
Realize how alone I feel
Only friends are vacant lots

These restraints tighten around my words
Keeping in place
Long to leave their chamber
They're running out of space

I really want company
Singing solo to an empty room
The cage known as my conciousness
Lyrics of honest emotion attempt to bloom

Remembering yet unable to manifest
Moments sliding around mind
My suffering festers in seething sores
Until despair is finally defined
About having writers block when you really need to express something a certain way and you cant find the right words
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