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Blade Maiden Aug 2018

Maybe I can't tell
right from wrong
life from death
heaviness from emptiness
love from a lie
or your arms from mine

Still I'm sure to see
light inside something dark
matter inside the nothingness
heart inside an empty chest
care from broken hands

And when you say
the void is you
I shake my head
but follow through

Let me tell you what I see
A blackness that is dear to me
And even if you can't help but mind
my trust and care leaving your dark parts behind

I might as well be
A lantern, you see
And when the light catches you
We'll both follow through
One thing I can truthfully tell
it was never just darkness from the moment I fell

for you

#darkness #emptiness #love #hope #follow #light #latern #falling #trust #care

Karijinbba Aug 2018

Boomeranged Poetess

This bumerang effect
I thought it was a dream, I thought it wasn't real
But pain really hurts and it's really how I feel
Memories keep coming back, and so do all of the tears
I hear your voice, and as quick as the smile came, it quickly disappears
I don't know what is happening, because you always held my hand
You said you would never let go, that is what I don't understand
So many promises you made, and more of them broken
Lost and confused, feels like I'm choking
A lot of things I did not say
Now I can't find my way
I feel like a boomerang, you throw me but not only that
Every time you throw me, I always seem to come back
Back to you, back to pain
Nothing has changed, you're still the same
I cannot start over because I don't know where to start
I guess that is what happens when someone breaks your heart
If we are supposed to follow our dreams, why can't I follow you
Because now I am so lost, I wish you were lost without me too

All my life I felt boomeranged thrown
And i came back ashamed feeling like an aunt small dead calm in shock more lost then found speechless.
Boomeranged lost and found and found again yes i touched you I kissed youI had tasted you and swallowed
you to no abay you were all mine in spirit but physically upsent-that much I knew. Later on you pcrc even wrote that you would be mine for the taking when pcrc knew my real birth name if i'd met you half way but pcrcjpt wouldn't call or email me
your photo because you knew I knew you. it was only a safety issue for me since everything had been compromised to criminals and i had been kidnaped i couldn't risk my childrens life...meeting a man who wouldnt let me hear your voice nor see your present photo naturally you pcrc were protecting your married life you wanted to be taken from her but i wanted you pcrc to divorce her first on your own!
so boomersnged as i was i let your ugly monkey face ugly emasculinated black hole destiny concubine keep your *** and your many banks and mine among them. I know deep down in and out smc is an ugly two face murderer. Smc killed our love our life and our children were never born our geneology never intermingled later either because you d mentioned marrying her in the past in the beginning!oyou lost me right then.
So i raised fatherless children the devil would have been a better ***** donor father then the human trafficant poisoner I ran to broken hearted.!all because of your evil lies fake names saying you'd gotten married back then in my youth
when you werent and in fact you were waiting for me. Yes i am only human too i didn't understand you. I loved you pc.just to reapear twenty years later saying you were my true love just to soon turn atound and marry smc and again leaving me behind.,!! finding me again leaving me again and hoping i rescue yout *** from your viper concubine smc and her greedy daughter!
I rather be Boomeranged then to.live with an idiot who can't ask me to.marry him upon finding me again! again and again!
what a nightmare.!!you were pcrc.!!
what a hearache heartbreak dwarf Duntz Richard troll you were to me.pc

#follow #lost #start #tears #smile #pain #boomeraang

a M b 3 R Aug 2018

hello “friends”

are my only friends
the shadows around me
they seem to follow me everywhere
and accompany me
like a friend would
are u my friend?
come and take my hand
bring me into your world
we shall disappear

#friends #shadow #world #hand #disappear #follow #idk

Donovan G Loman Aug 2018

Death Follows

A man walks these solemn streets,
tapping and rapping his cane,
and with him, the stench of death follows
on these dreary, weary streets.

His eyes shine against the dark
on these lonely, stony streets.
His smile sends shivers down your spine,
as your heartrate begins to climb
on these unholy, lowly streets.

Pulled from his overcoat, a blade shines
against the lights of these ugly, shady streets.
A sight that's gone as the streetlights flicker,
but not for long: He's walking quicker
on these now dangerous, deadly streets.

Out go the lights on these dark, desolate streets.
He hears you running; he'll always be coming
on these dreadful, hellful streets.

#death #follow #inescapable #dark #streets

Lisa Jul 2018

Spirographs

It’s been a while since I’ve tried to make sense of it all
It’s actually been forever in my mind since I’ve tried to make sense of anything,
My ideas, my thoughts, my problems they all jumble up together in my head,
They all started to look the same.
Maybe it’s Cause I keep looking for love in the same places I loose it,
Maybe it’s one of the many problems I’ve yet to admit I have thats keeping me interested in anything,
I’m so interested in the thoughts in my head I forget the date,
But I’m so interested in remembering the date that I don’t pay attention to the problems — thoughts. In my head.
It’s like when someone flicks the light switch on in a dark room over and over again, for a moment everything makes sense then you can’t see, and then can then you can’t,
And it just becomes a loop,
Like a Spirograph it looks beautiful on paper but once you try to follow it the more beautiful it is the harder it is to follow it. I’m really ******* tired of being a Spirograph. Beautiful on paper
But really hard to follow.

#tired #thoughts #problem #hard #follow #beautiful #anything #love #hate

tompoet rwanda Jul 2018

The power of book

when i open up the book....
my mind gets sturdy and weary,
and i feel derf and merry,
like girls in summer party,
feeling sober but not really,

my eyes change their look,
and i can only see the consonant
and vowels as a great cook,
my ears get connected to my
optic nerve,
so that the rhymes are the only thing
I can observe,
and i get focused straightly, no more curves,
so that i can be able to serve
my brain and get something to love,

when i open up the book ......
the pain goes away
like a patient being told that he's gonna leave hospital today,
like a surprised ******* her birthday,
and i can only feel a better
future coming in my way.

when i open up a book.........
i embrace the real meaning
of life,
knowing that i should never end it
With a knife,
my soul become so sensitive,
So that i can only think positive,
feeling strong and competitive,
because i embrace something to give,
and i do this silently,not talkative.

#love #book #poetry #movingon #follow