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Ivyanna May 2020
I wanted to do what was right
to seek the sea for my vessel
alas - it's nowhere in sight!

I am a lighthouse in a desert.
Nishant Rawat Apr 2020
A place far away
A thousand years away from this world
Is where you will find actual me
Utahi Kamu Apr 2020
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Shall a prisoner thank the walls of his cell for standing solid?

Shall a slave thank the whip to make him work more?


Why are you where you are?


Between the walls and the whip


Who you are sits still independent of both.
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Paradise must be out there somewhere
Paradise was never given to me
Paradise can be found
Paradise can be made
Fujochii Apr 2020
She was your typical girl,
The type to blend in the crowd
A porcelain skin of a pearl
Speaks only when time allowed

She was a fragile vase of a rose
Beautiful to watch, enough to hurt
Hear her lullabies with her melodic voice
Be the man enough for her worth
Jonathan Moya Mar 2020
I lose one sock every other washing.
The wisdom of the washer and dryer
says that God is stockpiling the lost one
to be reunited with the other in heaven.
Does that mean those with perfectly
mated, never separated pairs, are
doomed to the spin dry of eternal hell?
But then, it’s Smart of God, not letting me
hop around on one foot in my nakedness.

Socks are greater than love.  
They remind us that things
lost will eventually be found,
show the foolishness of looking
back to see what’s coming.
They are reminders that
rain is the reason clotheslines
have disappeared.
Daniel Mashburn Mar 2020
I’ve got years of feeling empy and
I’ve got friends buried in the ground-
If these feelings last forever,
Can you please not let me down?
Gabriel burnS Mar 2020
They say that scale can break the laws of science
A crime so high in magnitude
Yet they cannot police
This bully that reality turns out to be

We met by means of tunneling improbabilities
The kiss of a miracle
Punishing the God complex
Of the self-righteous
Because the real laws, unknowable,
Dwell in realms higher than dogmatic notion
Whose knowledge is the surface of an ocean

Hence judgement cannot be
Wrought by the swimmers
And their fear of mortality
That guides them through the waves
And so their laws are the transgression

And We
Are the justice of the storm
...might be a quantum phenomenon...

It's funny to me when I hear scientists say that in a situation, such as "at the quantum level, particles act so bizarrely their behaviour breaks the laws of science."
No, it doesn't. It doesn't break any universal laws, just the current knowledge on how everything works; it just means we don't know enough yet, apparently. Don't make it sound so arrogant, as if we know the most important things, and reality dares disobey our extraordinarily accurate perception of things. Just accept it's probably not enough currently.
Max Neumann Feb 2020
it'll take some time until
we'll find each other you
know?

i love you already.
want to be there for you and
to fill you with our dreams, baby.
Today is a good day. Oh how this longing hurts and fulfills.

Have to think of M. Have to think of K. Have to think of my early love, this teenage love you know? It's inimitabable.

Much love to Spain, Hungary and Peru. You feel me?

Have been looking for women who are so different than my German mother.
Yep, that's quite intimate but I don't care.

We, us poets, are all here to share and to mature.

Want to re-experience the love of my early years. I'm waiting.

Sincerely Yours
Mikey

Youtube: Mihály Vig - Valuska
M Vogel Feb 2020

There is the core  of who it is that you are,
inside of you
and  it  will  never,  ever leave you.
When we are hurt real bad..  
and in such unjust ways,
we can sometimes  lose ourselves,
from ourselves..

But that part of us
will never not want to be found.

We become afraid--
even of our own  true selves,  
because the pain from the hurt
has been so bad.
There is a central part of you
that has been protected  from
every single bit of that harm--
that is the core of who it is that you are.

In its utter and magnificent beauty,
it is wholly unable to be  corrupted  
by this less than loving world;

And in it's perfect ability to see,
it will always  let you be the one,
chosen,  to find it.

This is the picture,  painted
of you,  finding you.


please forgive my inability to see
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